Chapter: 182

The foreman asked in horror: "Manager Cheng, this person is..."

Cheng Xiaoyu said: "Nonsense, he is the project leader, Ye Wudao."

what!

The foreman's pupils tightened instantly!

This unremarkable guy is actually Ye Wudao, who has been in the limelight recently!

That humiliating cripple actually knew the project leader!

The funny thing is that just now, I used Ye Wudao to shock him...

Now the mood of the contractor is worse than eating shit!

He struggled to breathe, and he didn't know if he was frightened, or if the cement had solidified and blocked his nostrils.

Cheng Xiaoyu said cautiously, "Brother-in-law, what the hell is going on?"

Ye Wudao took a deep breath: "This bastard, bullying my brother!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said curiously, "Brother-in-law, you know the lame man."


"Hey, it's not easy for your brother. His daughter is sick and hospitalized. He has to work to earn money to treat her daughter's illness."

"But the lame person is also sick, and his body is very weak. How can he endure this kind of high-intensity work? He fainted several times in the past few days."

"I thought he was pitiful, so I gave him two months' wages in advance and asked him to go back to take care of his daughter, but he insisted on coming..."

The mouse said inexplicably: "Manager Cheng, I... I didn't get a salary."

Cheng Xiaoyu was startled: "How is that possible? I personally explained this to the foreman. Could it be..."

She looked at the foreman angrily and said, "Fat fat man, did you fucking do what I said!"

The foreman turned pale with fright: "Manager Cheng, I haven't had time to arrange..."

Cheng Xiaoyu was so angry that he rushed up and kicked the contractor heavily: "You're still not a fucking person, you dare to be greedy for other people's life-saving money!"

"Go away, I don't want a scum like you here!"

The foreman was dumbfounded: "Manager Cheng, you can't fire me, I have old people and young people..."

Cheng Xiaoyu scolded: "Go away, your child is a child, but another's child is not! How can there be such a heartless beast in the world!"

Ye Wudao said indifferently: "Kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, eat these two steamed buns, and then get out!"

The foreman was dumbfounded.

The cement on his body is about to solidify, and after kowtowing a hundred times, he may become a cement man!

He begged bitterly: "Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I'll clean up first and then kowtow..."

Ye Wudao: "No more nonsense, two hundred heads!"

The foreman no longer dared to talk nonsense, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

He may have a chance of surviving after kowtowing a hundred times, but if he kowtows 200 times, he will become a cement man completely.

Ye Wudao said to Cheng Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, let me watch over him, and the mouse and I will go to see his daughter."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded: "Brother-in-law, don't worry, this guy will kowtow one less head and eat one less steamed bun, I will never agree."

Ye Wudao pulled the mouse and came to the Michelin breakfast he packed.

This was originally packed for Xu Linger and Xiaoyuer, but now it seems that the mice need it more.

He handed the breakfast to the mouse: "Rat, don't have breakfast, eat it."


The mouse took it carefully and said, "Brother Ye, I... I want to bring it for my daughter."

"My daughter has never eaten something so delicious."

Ye Wudao sighed: "Hey, it's okay, you eat first, and I'll ask for a later."

"You don't need to spend any more money." The mouse said hurriedly, "I brought my own breakfast."

Saying that, the mouse dug out a plastic bag from a corner.

Inside the plastic bag, there are instant noodles, cakes and biscuits.

Ye Wudao clearly found that the packaging bag read "Blood Donation Love Meal".

He grabbed the mouse by the arm and looked carefully.

The mouse's thin arms are full of needle eyes!

Obviously, this guy sold his blood for these pastries.

And he was going to give these cakes to his daughter.

Even after selling blood, he didn't rest, and he even came to the construction site to work!

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