After calming down for a moment, Luo Zhiyong looked at Luo Zhiming and furrowed his brows before pointing towards the gate and commanded, "You go back right now. I'll have Huang Lin call his uncle and speak on your behalf. When I get time off later, I'll go directly to the construction site to apologize."
"Brother, I quit. I've settled my wages for the past ten days," Luo Zhiming shrank his neck, speaking in an extremely low voice, "I don't want to work on that construction site anymore. Find me something else, anything but the construction site will do, I don't mind if the wage is lower."
"You..." If it hadn't been for the military, Luo Zhiyong would have taught him a lesson today for not being down-to-earth, and yet he had come to the provincial city to work and earn money.
He took a breath, not wanting to argue further, and said coldly, "You either work on the construction site, or you don't. If you're willing, do it; if not, go back home. I'll buy you a train ticket."
