As soon as Liu Lihe made this statement, there was an immediate uproar among the crowd.
"Damn it, Lihe, you got the money but still won't pay us what you owe for our hard work, and you even tell us to ask your divorced wife for it, that's just filthy!"
"Exactly, exactly! And we come from the same village too!"
In the countryside, the monthly salary is only a few hundred dollars, and the factory is just a small one without many workers—ten thousand dollars would have been enough to pay their wages!
Seeing the commotion among the people, Ge Dongxu raised his hand to signal.
Despite his young age, Ge Dongxu's gesture carried authority, and the crowd fell immediately silent.
"Just ten thousand dollars? Seems like I really need to work on your legs too," Ge Dongxu said with a cold laugh.
"No, no, I remembered wrong, it's twenty thousand, twenty thousand!" Liu Lihe blurted out in panic upon hearing this.
