Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Double

"Really?"

Chen Feng sneered coldly and was about to walk over to Liu Gangchuan.

Right at that moment, the seven gang leaders stood up, bowed respectfully to Chen Feng, and said with a sycophantic expression: "Boss Chen, let us handle this trash for you, so you don’t dirty your hands!"

"Oh? Then go ahead!"

Chen Feng watched the seven men with interest and said lightly.

Clearly, these seven guys were trying to curry favor with him, but Chen Feng didn’t refuse.

Seeing Chen Feng’s agreement, the seven men looked delighted. Without another word, they turned and charged at Liu Gangchuan, kicking him to the ground before starting to circle around him, kicking him repeatedly.

Despite each having an arm broken, when they kicked Liu Gangchuan, they did so with great effort, as if they regretted not being able to kick harder.

Apart from trying to please Chen Feng, they also harbored resentment towards Liu Gangchuan.

If it weren’t for Liu Gangchuan, they wouldn’t have been so unlucky today.

"Ouch... Aargh... Stop kicking... I was wrong... Spare me, please!"

Liu Gangchuan’s screams immediately filled the entire office, even drowning out the whimpers of the other underlings.

After about ten minutes, Liu Gangchuan was a mess, face swollen and bruised, his body covered in shoe prints, and looking very much like a pig’s head.

The seven leaders finally stopped, gasping for breath and clearly exhausted.

"Boss Chen, are you satisfied? Shall we continue?"

The seven men looked at Chen Feng with ingratiating faces.

Lying on the ground, barely able to breathe, Liu Gangchuan’s heart nearly stopped when he heard this, staring at Chen Feng with eyes full of pleading.

He feared that if Chen Feng wasn’t satisfied, he would be subjected to another round of kicking.

To Liu Gangchuan’s surprise, however, Chen Feng actually nodded and said, "That’s enough for now!"

This left Liu Gangchuan stunned for a moment, thinking: Could this guy have found his conscience?

But even before Liu Gangchuan could feel relieved, Chen Feng’s next words almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood in anger.

"If you guys kick him to death, who am I supposed to get the money from?"

Chen Feng said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Liu Gangchuan truly felt like crying.

"Boss Chen is right, let’s leave this jerk alive for now!"

The seven leaders quickly nodded, and while saying so, they gave one more vicious kick to Liu Gangchuan’s backside, then stopped.

Chen Feng waved his hand, signaling the seven to back off, then walked over to Liu Gangchuan, squatted down beside him, looked at Liu Gangchuan, and asked with a smile: "So, Boss Liu, are you now willing to pay back the wages you owe the workers?"

"I’ll pay, I’ll pay, isn’t that enough!"

Liu Gangchuan was almost in tears.

Had he known Chen Feng was such a big deal, and even the seven leaders had to bow down to him, he would have happily coughed up the money earlier.

Now look, he had been beaten to a pulp and still had to pay.

What a miserable outcome!

"That’s more like it!"

Chen Feng smiled, gently patted Liu Gangchuan’s shoulder, then stood up and looked toward Yang Dashan, saying, "Brother Yang, how much in total does he owe you all in wages? Come and report the amount!"

Yang Dashan was still in shock, as everything that was happening was too surreal, beyond his wildest dreams.

Hearing Chen Feng calling him, Yang Dashan was startled for a moment, then quickly took out a small notebook from his bosom, walked up to Chen Feng, and handed over the notebook, respectfully saying, "All of our fellow workers’ unpaid wages are recorded in this notebook!"

Chen Feng heard this, opened the notebook, and saw that it first listed the names of the migrant workers, followed by how much they were owed in wages, how many months they had not been paid, and the total sum owed to everyone—everything was meticulously recorded.

Chen Feng gave it a quick look and found that Liu Gangchuan owed these migrant workers nearly over one million yuan in wages!

After all, the debts had been accumulating for over half a year, with each worker owed about twenty thousand yuan or so; adding up the dozens of workers, the total was indeed that much.

This made Chen Feng quite angry, and his gaze toward Liu Gangchuan turned even colder.

Although this amount of over one million yuan meant nothing to him, for these migrant workers, it was a huge sum!

This was their hard-earned money, money that their families were waiting for, yet now it was being held in Liu Gangchuan’s hand, constantly delayed, even when there was money to pay, he wouldn’t disburse it. Such behavior was truly detestable!

Chen Feng directly threw the notebook onto Liu Gangchuan’s face, saying coldly, "Take a look for yourself!"

Liu Gangchuan, frightened, quickly picked up the notebook, glanced at the numbers, and with gritted teeth and reluctance, said, "I’ll pay, I will pay now!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly crawled to his safe, and opened it.

Inside were stacks of bright red banknotes, bundle after bundle, each bundle exactly ten thousand yuan, totaling three hundred bundles.

Nothing had quite the visual impact as this much cash.

Even a one billion yuan check next to these millions in cash wouldn’t attract most people’s eyes as the cash would.

The seven underworld big shots watching all this cash had their eyes go wide on the spot.

But they didn’t dare harbor the slightest improper thought about the cash, for they knew that with Chen Feng here, that money was not something they could take at the risk of their lives.

Liu Gangchuan took out a large stack of banknotes from the safe and piled it in front of Chen Feng, looking at him carefully, and said, "This is a total of 1.15 million yuan, enough to pay their wages!"

Chen Feng didn’t even glance at the banknotes but instead turned directly to Yang Dashan and asked indifferently, "Is it enough?"

At this point, Yang Dashan was completely dumbfounded.

Having lived for so long, he had never seen so much money, and his eyes were somewhat glazed.

Hearing Chen Feng’s question, Yang Dashan quickly took back the notebook from Liu Gangchuan, carefully checked it against the numbers inside, then with an excited nod, said, "It’s enough, it’s all enough!"

"That’s good!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly.

Liu Gangchuan seeing this, let out a long sigh of relief, then immediately went to close the door of the safe.

"Wait a minute!"

However, just then, Chen Feng’s indifferent words rang out again.

Hearing this, Liu Gangchuan’s expression dramatically changed, and nervously thought: Could this person be looking to take advantage of the situation?

In Liu Gangchuan’s perplexed gaze, Chen Feng smiled faintly and said, "What you’ve paid back just now is the principal amount. Having delayed for so long, shouldn’t you pay some interest?"

Liu Gangchuan’s mouth twitched, and without daring to retort, he asked with a forced smile, "How much interest do you think I should pay?"

"The previous salary was 1.15 million, so I’d ask Mr. Liu to pay another 1.15 million. Having delayed for so long, paying double the wages to the workers shouldn’t be too much, right?" Chen Feng said, his lips curling up slightly.

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Gangchuan’s face changed dramatically in an instant, looking worse than if his parents had died.

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