Wang Xu kicked over a chair, gnashing his teeth as he spoke, "Brother Qing, what the hell is going on?"
"It has nothing to do with you. I've offended the director of the Environmental Bureau, Liao Kun. He can't touch me, so he's pointing the finger at you. For now, just cease operations and let your employees take a break. As for their wages, pay them as usual—others have let them down. Perhaps, they will be of great use in the future." Zhou Qing spoke with his eyes narrowed, a plan already formulated in his mind.
Hearing Zhou Qing say this, Wang Xu smiled and said, "Brother Qing, aren't you slapping your brother's face? If it weren't for Brother Qing's help, could I be the big boss of a company worth hundreds of millions? Would my pockets be so bulging? This amount of money is nothing; I can afford it myself."
