"Indeed, but these are just their cunning excuses."
"Actually, it's those people who have promised them a fortune. People die for money and birds for food. For the money, they would listen to anything."
Fang Zhi laughed as he spoke, but his words conveyed some sadness.
Indeed, everyone craves money because we all need food to live.
But these people already have favorable treatment. The salary paid to them each month is also high.
Fang Zhi was generous to them, but this is how they reciprocated his kindness. It would make anyone feel disheartened.
"There's no need to feel sorry for these people. They simply don't belong to our side." Lin Shu put aside his angry, trying to comfort him instead.
"I have experienced too many such things. To me now, these are just trifling matters," Fang Zhi said.
He was very young when he took over the Fang Group. At that time, Mr. Fang brought him, then a teenager, to hold a high position in the company. Many people questioned his authority.
