That's f*cking unprofessional!

Inside the car.

Wu Tao was still berating his henchmen. "Take a look. Do you know what is professional? That is called professional. Do you understand?"

He would never back down on anyone, even if it was the Godly Doctor. So what if he was a Godly Doctor? Did he not need to eat? Did he not need money to spend?

Wu Tao had money, and with money, came many different solutions. He would make the Godly Doctor surrender and treat his illness.

The thugs had been berated until they couldn't say anymore. It wasn't easy being thugs. Their face off with the foreign workers had already made them feel like they were doing something morally evil. Ever since then, they had followed the government policy closely. Now, the case of the foreign workers asking for more salary had made a second court case. However, their boss didn't care at all, thinking that as long as one had influence and money in Jiangning, he didn't have to be afraid of anything else.