Soon after dinner was finished, Zhang Wei Qiang put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at Zhang Dazhuang and Wen Xiu, who were also nearly done eating. "Dad, Mom, I fired Second Brother, his wife, and Third Brother today. I expect they'll be showing up here in the next day or two."
"What did they do this time?"
Wen Xiu SLAMMED her bowl and chopsticks down. Before Zhang Wei Qiang could even speak, her face twisted in fury. "Never a moment of peace! They can't rest unless they're stirring up trouble. Have both of their families forgotten the promises they made when they came begging for these jobs?" Then she glared at Zhang Wei Qiang. "You knew what kind of people they were, Qiangzi. Why did you have to be so soft-hearted back then?"
Zhang Wei Qiang gave a bitter smile.
