Seven or eight people burst into laughter.
Only some of the old craftsmen and workers remained silent. Having worked for so many years, they were content as long as they were not troubled; they did not expect anything more.
When it came to afternoon tea being something like a watermelon, their first reaction was not happiness, but a frown.
They worried that the host family would use these things as an excuse to deduct their wages!
Moreover, those who could make such a grand gesture in setting up a shop were certainly not ordinary families, making them feel somewhat worried for the moment. Adding on how Lu Chuan had initially used force to intimidate some troublemakers, these older workers dared not speak lightly.
Once Lu Chuan distributed the watermelons and left.
Someone finally snorted coldly and voiced this suspicion.
The young people who were initially very excited instantly restrained their smiles, feeling a bit uneasy: "No, it can't be, right?"
"Why not!"
