Xie Jiang suddenly clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.
"A hundred people worked for two months and that's all you've done? You've got the nerve to ask for so much pay? Stop embarrassing our construction industry; I think you're all just loafing around."
Those words provoked the workers, who picked up their tools and prepared to fight with Xie Jiang.
The workers behind Xie Jiang were no pushovers either; seeing the confrontation, they casually picked up the rebars from the ground.
Chen Yu cleared his throat, "As I said just now, I will take care of your wages. Bring out all the contracts you signed with Boss Hou, and I'll need you to give me a receipt as well."
The leader, a middle-aged man, looked at Chen Yu coldly, "Kid, you're still wet behind the ears, stop trying to act capable. That's 1.9 million, not 190 yuan. You think you can just say you'll take care of it? Show us the money first."
