"Hmm, find something to do!"
The three huddled together, whispering secretly.
At this time, several elders from Changlin Factory came over, looking very annoyed. A few days ago, they had been tricked by Liu Jianguo, which nearly caused a fallout with Lin Chuan and his group. They didn't expect that in just a few days, those who had moved out would come back to cause trouble.
"What are you trying to do!" The old man with the walking stick glared angrily at them.
"You blind old fool, can't you see what we're doing?" the lead stout and dark-skinned man cursed loudly: "Can't you see we're defending our rights!"
"You're not from Changlin Factory at all." Uncle Zhou glared back fiercely, saying: "I've lived in the factory for decades, I know everyone, but you people, I don't recognize. Who sent you to make trouble here? It's not Liu Jianguo again, is it?"
"Old man, seems like you're about to be buried, getting blind in your old age?" the stout man cursed.
