"Wage increase?" the manager asked with a ferocious smile.
There was no problem with that description, because his smile was ferocious, his eyebrows tugged upwards as much as possible, his features twisted because of it, revealing the effort he was putting into showing his current emotion.
So, it was a ferocious smile.
Accompanied by his tone of voice, one could feel his displeasure with Vaughn, as though he was asking if he was joking!
"Do you know how many dock workers there are on the wharves?"
"Do you understand what it means even if each person got a 50-cent raise?"
He could no longer sit still, stood up, "Fifty cents a person, over ten thousand workers, even just fifty cents, every month that is an extra seven or eight thousand yuan we have to pay out!"
"That's nearly a hundred thousand a year."
"A hundred thousand, Vaughn!"
"This isn't ten thousand, twenty thousand, a simple nod of my head and it's done, this is fucking a hundred thousand, and every year!"
