The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

"Mr. Jackle, maybe we should let it go. Floyd is still just a kid, and he didn't mean it."

"Yeah, Mr. Jackle, the exterior wall isn't that bad. Worst case, I'll just work some overtime later to fix that area."

The workers around also felt sorry for Floyd, so they all spoke up for him one after another.

Wilbur's eyes narrowed slightly as he picked up a wrench from beside him and slammed it heavily onto a steel plate.

The sound of metal clashing was so intense that it made everyone's ears ache.

Just moments ago, the workers who were speaking up for Floyd had all shut their mouths, not daring to say a word.

Wilbur pointed at them with a wrench and said, "It's still working hours. What are you all doing standing around here? Don't you have work to do?" "Everyone get lost!"

Some of the more timid workers turned around and left after nudging their friends.

But many more people remained standing in place, unmoved.

They'd been oppressed by Wilbur for far too long. No matter what, they would not allow Wilbur to bully Floyd any longer today.

"Mr. Jackle, something seems off to me. Maybe we should let this kid off the hook for now?"

Nolan was the best at reading people and situations.

He had already seen a few workers in the crowd holding bricks in their hands stealthily.

Though they would usually have no fear in confronting these workers directly, they were currently at a disadvantage. If a real fight were to break out, it was uncertain who would have the upper hand.

Wilbur wasn't a fool. He patted Floyd's face and said, "Kid, consider yourself lucky. I'll let you off the hook for now. But if you dare to mess around while working for me in the future, I'll make you pay with your life."

After finishing his words, Wilbur let Floyd go.

Immediately, two workers came over to steady Floyd.

Nolan and Hugh held a wrench each, and pointed at them. Then, they turned around and returned to the project manager's office.

In just a matter of minutes, the brawl had subsided.

It was as if nothing had ever happened, and the construction site had returned to its rightful order.

Witnessing all this, Jane's heart was in her throat at this moment.

This Wilbur really has a death wish!

Every time he came to report on his work at the office, Jane always thought he was quite a good person.

It seems that Wilbur is just good at currying favor with his superiors, and I have been fooled by him.

"Mr. Campbell, should I notify the administration department to temporarily suspend Wilbur's position?"

"Is his position revoked simply because he hit someone?"

Donald chuckled lightly and said, "After all, he is a project manager, a leader on the construction site. It's quite normal for him to have a bit of a temper."

What?

Wilbur has been so unruly, and he's saying it's normal for him to have a bit of a temper?

"Let's go and take a look. Didn't that young man just say that his hunger caused him to make a mistake with the tower crane?"

"Then let's go and ask him properly. I want to know if the food doesn't suit his taste, or if the portion isn't enough."

Before Jane could stop him, Donald had already started walking towards Floyd.

Perhaps it was because Donald was dressed so impeccably, or maybe it was because he was accompanied by such a stunning beauty like Jane. When he approached Floyd, a group of people suddenly became nervous.

They were not sure what exactly Donald wanted from them.

"Who... who are you?"

The worker leading the pack, Jonty, was a bit bolder. He took the initiative to inquire about Donald's identity.

Donald flashed his work ID and said, "I'm from the headquarters. I'm here this time to inspect the progress of the construction site."

"I saw how your manager had hit him. How bad is it?"

Upon hearing that Donald was from the headquarters, Jonty's face changed immediately.