Out of the corner of her eye, Nian Xiaomu glanced at the bodyguard who was slowly approaching Fu Jin through the side door and spoke in a deliberately raised voice.
It drew everyone’s attention, to her.
“If old General Mo was still around today, I wouldn’t have done this ……” Fu Jin opened his mouth to explain a couple of things, as if noticing something, and suddenly turned back towards his back.
Seeing the bodyguards who were silently approaching him, his face changed in a swish.
“Nian Xiaomu, are you deliberately stalling for time? I don’t want to talk nonsense with you anymore, arrange a car for me right now and let me get out of here!”
Fu Jin strangled Factory Manager Hong with one hand and waved the small knife in his hand as he looked around warily.
The bodyguards who had surrounded him through the side door were spotted before they could get close to him.
The situation became urgent in an instant.
The factory’s books had all been burned, and the handwritten accounts of the Hong factory director were the only hope of reconciling the accounts.
And if they really let Fu Jin get away, with Mo Kun’s help, it would be difficult for them to get the man back again.
In case Mo Kun learns about the east window and kills someone ……
Fujin must not just leave here!
But if we don’t agree with him, he has the director of the Hong factory ……
The first thing you can do is to pretend to agree with Fu Jin and think about it while you are preparing the car, when suddenly you hear a scream from the front.
“Factory Manager Hong–”
Nian Xiaomu was taken aback and raised her head, only to find that Factory Manager Hong, who had just been strangled by Fu Jin in front of his chest, was now grasping the knife with his hand.
The sharp knife had cut his hand, and blood seeped out from his fingers and dripped onto the ground.
His warm and resolute face, however, did not show any trace of cowardice.
One word at a time, “The garment factory is more than my life’s work, it is the home of so many employees, a place that we can all protect with our lives, I will die here today, and I will never let you leave with the handbook! You can kill me if you have the guts!”
Factory Manager Hong roared in mid-air and turned around and pressed Fu Jin against the wall.
“Vice President Nian, you leave me alone, the handbook must stay in the factory, and this murderer who set the factory on fire must not be let go either!”
A man can risk everything for the sake of his beliefs.
In Hong Shi’s heart, the garment factory was his faith.
The workers in these factories who need his protection are his faith.
The tie-dye craft that they leave no stone unturned and want to protect is even more his faith.
It was something he could put his life on the line to protect!
And it is because of these people who can give everything for their faith that this imperfect world is not ruled by darkness and doomed to evil!
What we see before us is only Hong Shih alone.
But where we cannot see, there are many more like him.
Soldiers who guard our land for our peace and stability.
The doctors who fight against disease to heal the sick.
And the lovely people who keep on keeping on in order to promote the excellent national culture ……
What they do may seem insignificant to us.
But it is these little, ordinary and common things that make our country a better place and our lives a better place!
Forgetfulness and fearlessness.
Such a spirit can never be imagined by a selfish and self-serving person.
Fu Jin froze in place, unable to care that his gla*ses had fallen off, and stared wide-eyed at Hong Shi in front of him
