Several people were stunned by the scene before them.
Then, the four of them walked out together.
Not far away, Huang Youwei nodded and bowed, "Bosses, this... how should we handle this?"
"Do you really need us to teach you? See that messy spot on the floor? Fix it and stick the tile back," Shen Wu said.
"Then I'll get started."
Huang Youwei began to work, seemingly professionally.
Chen Feng and the others watched quietly as Huang Youwei busied himself.
Before long, Huang Youwei was drenched in sweat, his whole body covered in cement.
"Huang Youwei, what do you think would happen if your wife saw that video?"
Su Xirou teased Huang Youwei.
Huang Youwei, shivering continuously, heard this and was instantly filled with energy, "President Su, I'm already in this state, can't you... stop playing with me?"
"I'm not playing with you. How about you kneel down and stick the tiles?" Su Xirou stared at Huang Youwei.
Huang Youwei felt humiliated, but he had no other choice.
