"That's right!"
"We need to live, we need a way to survive, we can't just be sent to our deaths for nothing."
A group of workers began to protest. They didn't care how distinguished your identity was or how much money you had. If you didn't pay up, you were their enemy. Only when you paid would they consider you a boss, a benefactor. Now, it had been three months without wages, and no one could continue like this.
"Damn it!" Yang Daguo tried to suppress them with his authority, but, unexpectedly, his actions backfired, making the crowd incredibly angry. Gritting their teeth, they said, "Director Yang, if we don't get our wages today, we're not leaving. Even if the Heavenly King himself comes, we'll stop him."
The crowd was extremely agitated.
