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Yan Silan's words came like a string of cannonballs, and every word hit the boys' hearts hard.

The young men were so shocked by the barrage of scolding that they stood there in a daze.

A young man wearing glasses had a look of disgust on his originally quiet face. He frowned and snorted coldly.

The other, slightly younger boy simply turned his face away, his eyes filled with disdain, his lips moving slightly as if he was cursing something under his breath.

One of the oldest and most steady guys lowered his head silently, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles making a slight creaking sound, and a deep sense of helplessness flashed several times in his tired and dissatisfied eyes.

He is the eldest son in the family, and he has a sick old mother and two younger brothers and sisters. If he suddenly loses this job, he really doesn't know where to make money for a while.

But… He looked up at the brothers around him, then at the deserted and unpopular Yan Ji, and at Yan Silan, who was so friendly that she was furious…

His hands were trembling slightly, and he was obviously suppressing some extreme emotions, but he couldn't help but burst out: "Boss, I really can't stand this working environment anymore. I... I resign!"

His voice was low, but filled with determination.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other guys raised their heads and nodded, their eyes filled with resonance and a hint of relief.

In fact, these people have already made the decision in their hearts, but they just lack the right opportunity to express it.

At this moment, their disgust and anger finally erupted, and resignation became the only way out they could choose.

The others nodded, determination flashing in their eyes: "Yes! Resign!"

"I quit! How can I work so hard every day and still get scolded? This life is not a life for human beings!" A young man who already had a bad temper also shouted.

"That's right, don't think we're young and don't know. Yan's doesn't just have one fake product. More than half of them are fake, and the rest are all inferior!"

"We work so hard, and you scold us every day, and we don't even get paid. We quit!"

A young man who had been picking up girls in Chen Feng's place during his absence cursed angrily, "Yes, I'm quitting! I don't want to end up like Brother Chen Feng, who has to sacrifice half his life just to go to work!"

"Resign!"

"Quit!"

"Let's go!"

All of a sudden, the guys nodded, their eyes gleaming with determination: "Yes! We want to resign and get our wages settled!"

Yan Silan's eyes suddenly widened as if they were exploding, her face twisted and burning with anger. "Resign? Fine! Get out of here, everyone! You still want to get paid? Humph, dream on! You won't get a single cent of these two months' salary!"

That’s right, Yan Silan was afraid that the shop assistants would be lazy or steal medicine and money from the store. More importantly, in order to increase the store’s cash flow and profits, she withheld the shop assistants’ wages for two months.

Who can listen to such words?!

No matter how broad-minded or weak-willed you are, how can you let something like not paying your salary happen?!

No one can stand it.

The boys' anger spread like wildfire.

"Why?! They've already withheld a month's salary from us!"

"Yeah! Why?! Which pharmacy would withhold wages for so long?"

Yan Silan glanced sharply at the young men and sneered, her tone still unquestionable. "I'm putting this out there today. Want to resign? Then leave now. Salary? No way! I won't give you a cent!"

Her voice was strong and intimidating, as if declaring that her authority was unshakable.

In her own store, who could she be afraid of?

The young men's anger burned in their hearts, their hearts beat violently, and their blood seemed to boil.

Their anger, like lava under the scorching sun, continues to accumulate, waiting to erupt.

The older worker stood up, his voice filled with undeniable anger: "We worked hard, and this is our pay! Why are you holding it back?"

Yan Silan sneered, "Because I'm the boss! You can leave, but I won't give you a penny of your salary!"

The boys' anger spread like wildfire, and the atmosphere in the pharmacy suddenly became tense.

The air seemed to be tightly compressed by an invisible force, making it suffocating.

In this frozen silence, a sudden roar broke the silence, and the hot-tempered guy suddenly grabbed a chair and smashed it to the ground.

There was a loud "click" and the whole room seemed to shake.

The wooden chair cracked at the moment of impact, and wood chips flew everywhere, as if it was an explosion dominated by anger.

The sound of the chair legs breaking was sharp and piercing, and the broken wood chips were like flying blades, cutting invisible wounds in the air.

Veins snaked across the man's forehead like vines, and his chest heaved violently.

Yan Silan screamed in horror, "Are you crazy?!"

After taking a breath, her tone remained firm, "Quit now! Get out! How dare you smash my stool? Do you know how much that stool cost?! Get out now! You won't get a penny of your salary!"

The other guys were afraid that their friend would suffer a loss. After all, they had witnessed too much of Yan Silan's cunning and shamelessness. They held the guy tightly. The scene was in chaos, mixed with the guys' roars: "If you don't pay, we will smash this place!"

In this world, there are some things that cannot be tolerated and will never be compromised.

Today, Chen Feng and that girl set a good example for them.

It’s just that they don’t have Chen Feng’s backing – Yi Follows His Heart, so their methods are a bit rough and direct.

However, even if Yi Congxin encountered this situation, in anger, he would probably react the same way as these guys - smash things when necessary and fight back when necessary!

Tolerable or unbearable.

Is it okay to withhold wages?

You know, salary is related to more than just a person's quality of life. Most of the time, there is a small family or even a large family behind it.

When you go out to make a living, it's normal to be so busy that you can't tell the difference between day and night, to reverse day and night, to kowtow and beg for alms, and to read people's faces. You can endure anxiety and grievances, suffering, sweat and fatigue, and you can ignore honor and disgrace. Who hasn't had to grit their teeth and swallow their anger, and then go home to hide in the quilt and cry secretly?

The only person who can pay for your own sadness and grievances is yourself.

Remember every lesson so that you can be more thoughtful and cautious next time you encounter the same situation, and learn to protect yourself better. At least it is progress.

But if you work so hard and suffer so much for such a long time but don’t even get a penny, it is absolutely unbearable!

No matter who they are, no matter how mature they are, even if they seem to be at ease, they can't stand it!