The whole world would be outraged.
Not only were they withholding wages, they were even standing around laughing at people demanding their pay. They clearly had no regard for the spirit of a contract.
The door still hadn't opened, and no one else had appeared, but the sudden uproarious laughter felt eerily familiar.
Coupled with what the people behind the door had said earlier, it was easy to imagine a group of wage thieves sitting there in all sorts of poses, looking utterly unbothered.
Of course, there were upsides as well as downsides. The research institute, which had been lifeless moments ago, suddenly seemed much more lively.
"I think you could just open the door..."
"And then have my brains pulled out? Hahaha..."
"Why don't you open it? Worried people might find out you don't have any brains?"
The mockery wasn't aimed only at the people demanding their wages. Even the fellow behind the door was getting teased, and before long they were all attacking one another.
They were supposedly a group of researchers, yet their lines were vicious enough to make you think they'd love to see their colleagues torn to pieces.
As for the supposed Cleaner outside the door, he wasn't even being treated like a peripheral member anymore. They were practically discussing him as if he were some foreign species.
"I'm sure you heard them too. I'm sorry, but for security reasons I can't open the door for now. Besides, I may not have any money here that you could take with you."
After all that commotion, the person behind the door finally spoke. He apologized very politely to Fu Qian, then said he absolutely would not open the door.
And that he definitely had no money.
Like I said, it didn't matter whether the job