"You capitalist, have your conscience been eaten by dogs!"

"That's right, Lao Li is the pillar of our family! Our whole family depends on him for support!"

"It's enough to pay 200,000 yuan? You guys are just thinking about farting!"

"Let me tell you, Lao Li's situation is serious now!"

"If it wasn't for his injury, he would have been able to work for at least 30 years. Don't you have to pay for the money?"

Zheng Man'er looked helpless, obviously it was the first time she met such an unreasonable person.

An executive couldn't help but said: "Uncle Li is already sixty-three years old this year, even according to the country's current labor law, he can only work until he is sixty-five years old."

"After the age of sixty-five, he will be able to retire and enjoy his old age. How can he work for thirty years?"

"Snapped!"

"Crack!"

The five-year-old and three-thick man stepped forward and slapped the senior executive to the ground.

"How old is my dad working, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Who do you think you are to take care of our family's affairs?"

"In short, if the compensation is not negotiated this time, none of you can leave!"

"Snapped--"

Ye Hao was about to step forward, at this moment, the red warning light on the door of the emergency room turned green.

Then, a hospital bed was pushed out by several serious-looking medical staff.

The first one was Hua Rong. When she saw Ye Hao, her pale face turned a little bloody.

After slightly nodding at Ye Hao, Hua Rong took a look at the family members and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

While speaking, Hua Rong slightly lifted the white cloth on the hospital bed, and there was a pale face there.

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Man'er and the others all had a "buzz" in their heads, and Zheng Man'er was even a little unsteady.

She knew very well what a big deal it was for a company to die on the production line!

Suspension of work and production is considered light. If one is not good, she, the president, has to bear the responsibility of the king's law.

To put it simply, now that the Zheng family enterprise is already in a state of desperation, this is definitely worse, and misfortunes never come singly!

But at this time, the tall and thick man just now showed a happy face. He didn't look carefully at the hospital bed, but said ecstatically, "Did you hear that? He's dead! My father is dead! He's dead!"

"I'm telling you bastard capitalists! This time you won't lose your fortune! There's no end to this!"

"Not only will we report to the officials, but we will also carry my father's body to the gate of the company. What do you guys do?"

Speaking of this, this tall and thick man directly showed a smug expression on his face.

It's as if his father's death is something more worth bragging about than winning the lottery.

Zheng Man'er's face was pale at the moment, and she said in a deep voice, "Tell me, how much compensation do you want!" JrNovels.com