Hearing this, and seeing Yan Zhang's wife's dismissive expression, Zhao Yan almost got high blood pressure.
The two workers, one in his thirties and the other in his forties, were the pillars of their families at this age.
Their families relied on this money for a living.
His wife said, "Don't worry, Old Yan, this won't cause any trouble. Those two workers didn't sign labor contracts with us; they were just hired laborers who can't even write their names. If we go to court, they might not win against us, so we might not have to pay compensation."
Yan Zhang's wife even looked smug, as if she were saving him money.
Judging by their faces, these two workers looked honest and simple. They were doing such arduous work just to make a living.
Seeing Yan Zhang's wife's black-heartedness, Zhao Yan really wanted to punch her twice through the video.
Zhao Yan said expressionlessly, "Their relatives came to your company to seek an explanation, and you not only refused to give them one but also hired people to beat their family members, is that right?"
Wang Xianzhi and Boss Zhou's faces turned cold.
Yan Zhang immediately became restless, especially seeing his wife still acting so carelessly, his hands trembled with anger.
"Speak! Did you do this!" Yan Zhang roared.
Yan Zhang's wife said guiltily, "Their family was making a scene at the company entrance, all dirty. I was worried it would affect the company's image, so I asked the security guards to push them a few times."
"You pushed them several times, directly pushing away their mother who is over seventy years old," Zhao Yan said coldly.
Among the eleven souls, the third from last was an elderly woman over seventy, with a very similar facial structure to the middle-aged man in his forties.
The reason she asked if they had beaten family members was seeing a dark bruise on the old woman's forehead.
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting! Are you trying to sow discord between us as husband and wife!" Yan Zhang's wife said fiercely, pointing at Zhao Yan and shouting angrily.
"You dare to talk nonsense in front of me, I'll deal with you and let you know who I am!"
Wang Xianzhi's face flushed with anger. How dare she point at my master!
He immediately pointed back, "You're the Ge Ji, aren't you!"
He suddenly turned around and said, "Boss Zhou, step back!"
Boss Zhou was startled by Wang Xianzhi and instinctively took a few steps back.
Wang Xianzhi rubbed his neck and immediately performed a somersault.
"Oh, damn it!"
The old man in his sixties performed the somersault with extreme fluidity, startling Boss Zhou.
"You want to tear my master's mouth? You'll have to get past me!"
Saying this, Wang Xianzhi performed another somersault.
"Oh, damn it, alright, alright, Master Wang." Boss Zhou quickly extended his hand, genuinely afraid that Master Wang would meet his end at the age of sixty-six.
Yan Zhang, seeing his wife still trying to act up, grabbed her arm and pulled her aside, roaring, "Get out! Get out of here now!"
This roar startled his wife, and she immediately turned fierce, "Yan Zhang, why are you yelling at me!"
"I'm doing this to save money for the company. If the company was doing so poorly, would I do this?!"
Zhao Yan was astonished by this deflection of blame.
"You're saving money for the company? Where did the money go, did it all go to your old face?"
"Our son wants to participate in the Star Show competition, which costs money, doesn't it? If we nurture him well, our family can have a big star."
"You're busy with your damn business all day, do you know what our son wants? Our son is more important than your business."
"You don't care about us, your wife and son, you don't care about our family!"
Yan Zhang's face turned pale with anger. He raised his hand as if to hit her, but then gritted his teeth and hit himself hard on the face.
"Slap, slap, slap!"
"I've wronged those two workers, I've wronged their family. It's my sin! It's my sin!"
After shouting this, Yan Zhang's eyes rolled back, and he fell backward with a thud.
"Ah! Old Yan! Old Yan! Hurry and call a doctor!" Yan Zhang's wife came over, gently shook him, and seeing no response, shouted.
After shouting, she looked towards the camera and angrily said to Zhao Yan, "You little bitch, if anything happens to Old Yan, I'm not done with you!"
With a "snap," she hung up the video call.
Zhao Yan clicked her tongue. She had seen many people, but this woman today truly opened her eyes.
"Pah! What kind of behavior is that? She clearly did it herself but insisted on blaming others." Wang Xianzhi said disgustedly.
Boss Zhou gave Zhao Yan a wry smile, feeling embarrassed. After all, he was the one who introduced this job to Zhao Yan, and he never expected it to escalate to this point.
He had met Yan Zhang's wife before and felt she acted without discretion, but he never imagined she would be this outrageous.
Thinking about Yan Zhang's company's constant losses, he suspected this prodigal woman was likely responsible.
"Master Zhao, I need to go see my university classmate. I'm truly sorry for today's events. I'll come to apologize another day." Boss Zhou clasped his hands together and bowed slightly in apology.
Zhao Yan waved her hand, "This matter has nothing to do with you, Boss Zhou."
"However, if you're going, take this with you. Your friend is carrying bad luck." Zhao Yan took out two talismans.
Speaking of which, Yan Zhang was truly miserable, burdened by his family and carrying such a heavy burden.
"Okay, thank you, I'll be going now," Boss Zhou said.
Zhao Yan stood up and said, "I'll see you out."
After seeing Boss Zhou out of the restaurant, Zhao Yan returned to the private room.
What surprised Zhao Yan today was that Wang Xianzhi had a lot of youthful spirit.
"Little Wang, you performed well today," Zhao Yan said.
Wang Xianzhi immediately straightened his chest and smiled, "My master taught me well."
Having said that, he asked with a studious air, "By the way, Master, this matter was clearly caused by Yan Zhang's wife, so why are all these ghosts clinging to Yan Zhang's back?"
Zhao Yan thought for a moment and replied, "Those ghosts were unaware of the details and thought these matters were instructed by Yan Zhang, as he is the head of the company."
She then tapped her chin, "However, what's strange to me is that besides the three ghosts related to Yan Zhang, why are the other eight ghosts clinging to him? I'm not entirely sure about that."
Apart from the old lady, the facial features of the other eight ghosts suggested they were not related to those two workers.
Zhao Yan thought about it. First, there were problems with the project, and then the two workers died.
Judging by the sequence of events, the other eight spirits should be related to the project.
As soon as Boss Zhou received the two talismans from Zhao Yan, he got into his car and took out his phone in the back seat.
He thought about asking Yan Zhang's wife, but recalling her detestable face, he felt a surge of anger. He then called Yan Zhang's son.
He learned from Yan Zhang's son that Yan Zhang had not been sent to the hospital but had hired a private doctor.
Upon arriving at Yan Zhang's house, before Boss Zhou could say anything, Yan Zhang's wife greeted him with a stern face.
"Uncle Zhou, the private doctor just came and said my dad is fine. He just fainted from anger and will be alright after some rest," said Yan Zhang's son, Yan Jing.
"A weasel paying new year's greetings to a chicken, what are you here for? If it weren't for that so-called master you invited talking nonsense, why would my Old Yan have fainted from anger!" Yan Zhang's wife said sarcastically.
Boss Zhou stood frozen, having never encountered such an unashamed person.