Chapter 174 Do you still want this old face?

Chapter 174 Do you still want this old face?

Sera silently asked the horse to take a few steps back to ensure that those rotten vegetable leaves could not be thrown to her. Then she stopped and started to watch the show with peace of mind.

Lizzie never expected that this group of people would rush out in groups so boldly, and he never thought that it would happen on such an important day as a wedding. Security was not considered at all, only the accompanying servants from the manor. He barely stood in front to stop the crowd.

But facing a group of black slaves who may be infected with infectious diseases at any time, the servants all looked frightened and looked like they would run away at any time.

The crowd that was originally there to watch the wedding suddenly started whispering among themselves.

"Oh my god, even though they are slaves, as their master, how can they not treat infectious diseases? What if they infect us?"

"Do you know how many laundry orders the Mawson Laundry has every day? At that time, my husband thought it was cheaper than Miss Serra's laundry next door, so every time I sent the clothes to them for washing. Now it's fine, I have to go home and burn the clothes. Well, what if we get infected by an infectious disease?"

"Speaking of which, these black slaves are pitiful. They only sleep four hours a day. They are really worse than animals."

"Otherwise, look at Mrs. Josie, whose mistress is in charge. All the diamonds on her body are squeezed out in this way."

"I heard earlier that Mr. Lizzie was obsessed with his mistress, which made Miss Sera's life miserable. Now it seems that the rumors are true. He is really an old fool!"

Although they did not regard slaves as human beings and looked down upon them from the bottom of their hearts, this kind of oppressive behavior particularly resonated with the working-class people, and many people's eyes changed when they looked at the Lizzie family.

Those eyes were like sharp knives, piercing the family again and again.

Lizzie couldn't help but stand up with a cane and explained: "All the clothes in the factory have been dried and sterilized. There is no possibility of contracting infectious diseases. Don't worry, everyone. As for the workers in the factory, I will take them there as soon as my wedding is over." When we see a doctor in the hospital and we treat him or her, I will never pay a penny less.”

If he had left early, this would not have happened. No one among the slaves believed it.

"Master Lizzie, you are talking nonsense! All your money has been invested in this wedding! Don't think we don't know!" a black slave shouted, "You don't have much money to treat us! You will only exploit us! We protest!"

She was also taught these words. Sierra tightened the corners of her lips and tried to look sad, even though her eyes were already full of smiles.

"Okay! Okay! That's enough!"

Lizzie stomped her crutches, her face flushed, "Tell me! What else do you want!"

"Everyone needs to be treated! You have to pay comfort money for Noah's miscarriage due to the harsh factory environment, and he also has to get 8 hours of sleep a day! Lunch can't be just a little brown bread! We need some organic vegetables for nutrition! We want a big Order the dormitory!”

"What are you thinking!" Qiao Qian was the first to quit. She stood up quickly and scolded angrily, "We opened the factory to serve more workers. If you sleep eight hours a day, the accumulated Who will do the work? Who will pay back the money I bought you! Organic vegetables? That’s not suitable for you to eat. It would be nice to have steamed buns!"

"Snapped!"

Someone threw a rotten egg directly up, hitting her diamond-encrusted chest fabric directly. The bad egg's turbid egg liquid splashed out, and Josie was stunned for a moment.

"Ahhh!"

Three seconds later she screamed, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her beautiful wedding was ruined, and so was her expensive wedding dress!

The rich people huddled in the carriages were covered by carriages. Seeing this scene, they found a strange sense of security and began to whisper to each other in low voices. From time to time, they cast strange glances at the farce in front of them.

Anna Xi saw her mother being beaten with eggs and being insulted. She could no longer bear it and got out of the car behind her. She bravely stood on the open carriage and blocked Josie with her body.

She was weak and beautiful, and her white dress was fluttering in the wind, and her eyes were full of tears, which made these black slaves embarrassed to throw things at her.

The protagonist's own Holy Mother's halo begins to take effect.

"We will pay, but today is the wedding day that my mother has been waiting for for several years. It is very grand. Can you please wait until this matter is over and then come to the manor to collect the money?"

Josie immediately pulled her and whispered from behind: "Do you know whether our income or liability is ours? Everything they say costs us a lot of money, and then who pays it?"

"Sister Sera's." Anaxi turned around and looked at Sera, who was pretending to be a stranger at the back of the motorcade. She clenched her fists and sobbed, "We are all a family, and our family's factory is like this. In this critical moment , Sierra, you can’t stand back and face them.”

"You came up with all these ways of squeezing workers. You can't let mom and dad take the responsibility like this."

In an instant, Sera became the target of public criticism, and countless pairs of eyes looked at her.

She tightened her grip on the reins, bit her lip, and looked at a loss.

"I"

"I have no money."

Sera, who had already saved a lot of money in the bank, was extremely embarrassed. Compared with the glamor of that family, she only wore the simplest lace skirt today. She didn't have many decorations on her body, but it was simple and elegant.

This look, contrasted with Annashe's shiny dress, had already made a final decision in the eyes of black people.

"Miss Annahi! Please stop slandering others. Are you tired of always putting your innocent sister in the spotlight?"

A female black slave shouted in fluent Lireni, "Before Master Lizzie took away Miss Serra's business, the factory maintained three meals a day. There will definitely be meat at noon, and our clothes can be washed again." There is plenty of time to sleep, our dormitory is big and spacious, everyone has their own bed, wardrobe and dressing table.”

"What?!"

Not only Lizzie was stunned, but everyone was stunned. Only some people who knew the inside story showed no expression.

Which nobleman would treat a black slave like this? For so long, I have only heard of Sera.

Carol, the tailor shop owner in the crowd, said: "I know, I know! I helped recommend her furniture! I also made the slave's change of clothes, and the fabrics are all very good."

This matter came to a head, and the way everyone looked at Sera began to change again, almost looking at the wrongdoer.

"How is that possible?" Lizzie said in a deep voice: "Wherever she got the money, it's not all mine."

Khalida, who arrived on time to watch the excitement, waved her fan and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Lizzie, you didn't give Sera a cent of Mrs. Clemans' assets. How many factories is this money enough for her to buy?" Why are you so embarrassed to spend your money? Because she had no money to spend, she opened a butcher shop in partnership with the hunters in the mountains, and borrowed money from Rose Hill to open a factory. Now she is in debt. Ask her to pay back the money. Do you still want this old face of yours? ?”