Chapter 391

Upon hearing the news, Frederick was stunned.

Their company had only been established for a few days—how could there be unpaid wages? Did these protesting migrant workers mistake them for someone else?

"Are you sure these people are there for us?" Frederick asked again.

"Absolutely sure! They said our names and positions very clearly. They're here specifically for us!" Jasmine said urgently. "Hurry up and come over! I'm going to lose control of the situation soon!"

Frederick had no choice but to rush out to the company. When he arrived, there really was a group of rural laborers holding banners and demanding their wages. Various shouts echoed around the area.

"Heartless bosses are withholding hard-earned money from rural laborers!"

"Their actions caused laborers to be unable to return home, and they have to sleep under bridges!"

"The bosses are splurging money earned from workers' sweat on clubs, luxury cars, and yachts!"

There were many reporters with cameras in their hands,