The mage threw the horn on the ground and opened the office door.
Outside the door stood Morrill.
Seeing the blood flowing out from under the horns, he covered his mouth in shock, "How could this happen..."
"You seem surprised?" Philip asked knowingly, "He is like this only because of you."
"Didn't you say before... that you just wanted to talk to him... and that you promised not to harm him?" Mollier's face turned pale and his voice trembled, "You said... that you would not harm him... "
"The premise is that he is as obedient as you. We have always been tolerant of those who are willing to surrender." Philip smiled half-heartedly. "It's a pity that until now, he still plans to fight the factory to the end, and we have no choice."
Morrill fell to his knees and retched.
"Having said that, didn't you ever think that it would get to this point? If you say you were completely unprepared, you'd be lying to yourself, right?"
The steward leaned back, crossed one leg, and looked down at Morrill, who couldn't say a word in rebuttal for a long time.
Factories are never kind, of course he knows that!
It is precisely because of this that Mollier is full of fear of these people.
If there was no way out, how could he help the other party to invite Horns over.
"But don't worry, you will be praised by Mr. Achie. It is not impossible to become a master in one step." Philip comforted.
"What else do you want me to do?" He replied in a dry voice.
What has happened is that nothing can be undone.
"The factory does have new goods that need to be transported, but it is not at the Azure Castle Seaport, but in another place. You just need to cooperate with us later." Philip waved his hand, indicating that he should leave first.
After Morrill stumbled out of the office, the steward came to the standing cabinet next to the desk and opened the cabinet door.
"How's it going? Have you seen the true face of the person you tried so hard to protect?"
"Woo——"
The person tied up in the cabinet is Momola.
Not only were her hands and feet tightly tied with hemp rope, but her mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth. Although you can't see what's going on in the room, you can tell what's going on in the room from the sounds coming to your ears.
Her eyes were waiting for Phillip angrily, and there seemed to be flames burning in her pupils.
"What a scary look. But you are just a half-animal, what can you do?" Phillip took off the cloth from her mouth, "To be honest, I really feel worthless for you. You only want to help others, but you can't Forget what people are like.”
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Momola coughed violently, "If you do this...are you not afraid of the employees of Pagoda Garden...who will fight you to the end?"
"Afraid, of course." Philip smiled, "That's why we attacked the leader first. Do you think without die-hards like you, how many people will really fight against the factory in the future? In fact, like Mollier Such people are the norm, and if you expect them to be united forever, you would be looking down too high on them."
Momola's expression suddenly changed, "Where is Mrs. Karan? Don't you even plan to let her go!?"
"Isn't it too long for a half-dead old man to participate in such a thing?" Philip still looked polite, but his words were as deadly as a poisonous snake, "Goyle will deal with her. You don’t need to worry about that.”
Momola felt all the blood rushing to her head.
She gritted her teeth for a long time, then stared at the steward and said, "...kill me."
"Not yet." Philip shook his head. "The reason why I let you witness this with your own eyes is to tell you that the hired workers are not worth saving at all, and everything you have done is in vain."
"You don't want me to defect to the factory!"
"That's not necessary. As long as you live, you will be of great help to us." Phillip put the cloth back into her mouth, and then looked at the mage, "It's time to make the next plan."
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"Mrs. Callan, have all the goods in the packaging team been counted?"
In the warehouse, Gower asked while holding the record book. This is also a routine verification step before the goods are shipped. For jams of different qualities, the packaging specifications are also different. It's just that in the past, the packaging team basically reported it themselves, and the supervisor reviewed it. Managers rarely handled such trivial matters personally.
But the supervisor had not shown up at the factory in the past two days, so when Gower came to check, Mrs. Callan did not become suspicious.
"It's almost there, there's still the last pile left. The total number of first-class items should be more than the last two months."
"Really?" Gower calmly put down his book and took out the whip stick from his waist - he deliberately replaced the spiked part of the stick head with a solid iron ball, which seemed to reduce the deterrent effect, but when targeted at a critical point, it can The killing effect is even worse.
Mrs. Callan suddenly asked, "Mr. Gower, do you have any children?"
Gore frowned slightly, "Of course, why do you ask?"
While counting the goods, the other party said, "The child should be living a good life, right? But have you ever thought about what kind of life he would have if your family suffered an accident and the child fell to the bottom of the family?"
"Are you cursing me?" Gore sneered.
"Whatever you want to understand, but what I want to say is that what we do is not harmful to you." Mrs. Karan said calmly, "You are only working for Achie, and the probability of becoming a big businessman is very slim. , and for Achieve, you can be replaced at any time. A little bit of retrieval from the upper level can greatly improve the lower level. Isn't this an ideal thing? "
"..." Gore was silent for a moment.
"It seems that you have also noticed it." Karan smiled, "In a sense, there is no essential difference between you and an employee. Once your employer abandons you, your family will undergo earth-shaking changes. For this kind of I know things very clearly..."
"Do you think His Excellency Achie will just sit back and watch something like this happen?"
"Of course he won't, but he can't change anything."
Goyle couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I can't see that you still have such ability."
"As long as he cannot produce jam alone, the final victory cannot belong to him." Mrs. Karan did not take his sarcasm seriously at all, "Momola is right, everyone will see what we do. In our eyes, more and more people will choose to fight, and Achie alone will not be able to block this storm."
"Maybe." Gore walked slowly behind her, "But what you said is only possible."
And if he fails to fulfill Philip's orders, something unexpected will happen.
Precisely because he will be replaced, he has to work hard to hold on to this rope.
Gao Er raised the whip in his hand, and the moment the other party turned around, he hit her hard on the head!