My stunning fox demon wife

Chapter 30 The Promise Made
Afterwards, Yi Mingyu discussed with Uncle Zhang and others a plan, and he told everyone to keep this matter absolutely confidential and never let the foreman know.

After discussing it, they left first, lest the foreman come back and see them suspicious.

After getting in the car, they drove towards Fuya Villa. Both Yi Mingyu and Zhao Xiaoman seemed a little emotional.

What he felt was the living conditions of those migrant workers, but what she felt was that she didn't even know about such a serious incident in the company.

Miao Ke'er who was sitting in the back was fine, she was still as innocent as ever, she didn't seem to have any feelings about these things, her face was full of the innocence of a little girl.

Yi Mingyu looked back at Miao Ke'er, showing a slight smile, with envy in his smile, he really envied her age, he didn't have to think about anything.

He envied her innocence, envied her carefree, but he was just envious, but he didn't want to live with her innocent thoughts, because it was too unrealistic.

Miao Ke'er also smiled at him: "Brother Yu, why are you looking at me like that? It looks like someone has flowers on their face."

"Ker's face is prettier than Chang Hua's."

He smiled humorously, then turned his head and looked out the window. After a long time, he slowly asked Zhao Xiaoman: "Aren't you going to say something? Just keep driving your car."

Zhao Xiaoman turned his head to look at him, and complained, "What are you talking about, I want to slap those bastards to death right now, and they did such dirty things behind my back."

"Just say this?" Yi Mingyu looked at her suspiciously, as if she had said something wrong, and added: "Is there nothing else to say?"

"Also, I'm hungry now, very hungry, it's all because of you, you insist on dragging me to eat Mala Tang, if I don't eat anything, I'm so angry."

Zhao Xiaoman complained, obviously not understanding what he meant.

He took a long breath and said sadly: "You rich people really think differently from us poor people."

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Xiaoman gave him a sideways look.

"Don't you want to do something for them?" Yi Mingyu said, his tone was a little low, he sympathized with those workers from the bottom of his heart, pitied them from the bottom of his heart, but he could do nothing.

To put it bluntly, he is no different from them, he is a member of the poor people, the only difference is that the working environment is different.

To put it a bit more miserable, he was even worse than them, at least they had a family, and he was just an orphan.

Zhao Xiaoman said disapprovingly, "I'm just trying to get back the wages I owe them. Isn't that enough? What else do I need to do for them?"

"You should give them a home in this city, so that they can truly become a member of this city, because they have paid too much for this city."

Yi Mingyu's words sounded ridiculous to her, and he knew it was ridiculous, but he still wanted to say: "They are the real builders of this city, without them, people in this city would have to sleep on the streets, even the streets No sleep, because Main Street needs them to build."

"They have paid so much for this city, but they don't even have a place to live. Dozens of them are crammed into that kind of work shed. Fortunately, the winter here is not too cold."

The more he spoke, the more sad he felt for them, his voice was a little sad, maybe they didn't feel how pitiful they were, because they were used to it.

They are easily satisfied, as long as their wages are acceptable, they will work hard no matter how hard they work. Even if their wages are maliciously deducted, they still work hard and dare not speak out if they have complaints in their hearts.

If it wasn't for meeting Uncle Zhang and the others at the spicy shop, I don't know how long this matter will be hidden.

Although they were dirty and looked so lowly and unqualified in the eyes of many people, it was such a group of people that supported the prosperity of the entire city.

But the people in this city only see the prosperity on the surface, ignoring the low-level workers who build the prosperity.

Zhao Xiaoman also had some feelings in her heart, and she also sympathized with those workers, but she just sympathized, and would not put herself in their shoes.

She said disapprovingly: "Give them a home, you are not mistaken, I am a businessman, not a philanthropist, they want a home, and work hard to earn money to buy a house, I can find a way to make up for the wages owed to them." It’s the utmost benevolence to give them back, and besides, it’s not me who withheld their wages.”

"Don't think about things like a capitalist, okay? There are other things to do in this world besides making money."

Yi Mingyu was inexplicably agitated. He didn't know why, but when he thought of those workers crowded into such a shed, and thought of how much blood and sweat they had put in, and their wages were squeezed out, he felt an unknown fire in his heart.

"You murdered me."

Zhao Xiaoman also got angry and stared at him: "Don't make a mistake, I'm the boss, it's ridiculous that you dare to murder me, because of those people, you actually talk to me like this, I'm a capitalist, yes, I'm Capitalist, what's wrong?"

"It's my fault, I'm a little excited."

He calmed down quickly and said, "Let's stop arguing for now, and we'll have a good talk when we get back."

Zhao Xiaoman snorted softly and ignored him, speeding up the car.

Miao Ke'er moved her head and comforted him: "Brother Yu, don't think too much. There are some things that we can't do anything about. In fact, my sister-in-law is right. She is not the savior and can't control others so much."

"I know."

Yi Mingyu smiled far-fetchedly and said, "I'm fine, Ke'er."

"I know that brother Yu is a kind-hearted person and very sympathetic, but there is really nothing we can do about it, just like what my sister-in-law said, it would be the best of benevolence if we can supplement their wages with them."

Miao Ke'er acted like an adult again at this moment, enlightening him with a tone of someone who had experienced it.

He just nodded and smiled, and didn't say anything more. What they said was actually true.

It's just that this matter has already taken root in his heart, and he feels that he must do something for the bottom workers living in this city, even if it's just a little bit.

Perhaps, tomorrow is the time, I hope everything goes well.

In front of those rich and powerful people, he knew how weak he was.

Confronting them is obviously like a mantis' arms, and others will only laugh at him for being naive and naive, but he wants to try.

Every corner of this world is full of darkness, because the sun only shines where it can.

He wanted to brighten the places where the sun couldn't reach, at least let the sun shine on those corners he could see.

At this moment, he made a promise for this city in his heart, and he will use his life's efforts to bring a glimmer of light to those dark corners.

No matter how difficult the future is, for this promise and for bringing more light to this world, he will remain steadfast. As long as he does not die, his faith will not fail, even if he is ridiculed by others...

(End of this chapter)