Out of the corner of Nian Xiaomu's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the bodyguard approaching Fu Jin from the side door, and her voice was deliberately raised.
Draw everyone's attention to her.
"If Mr. Mo was still here today, I wouldn't do this..." Fu Jingang explained a few words, as if he had sensed something, he suddenly turned his head and glanced behind him.
Seeing the bodyguard who was quietly approaching him, his face suddenly changed.
"Nian Xiaomu, are you delaying time on purpose? I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, arrange a car for me immediately, and let me get out of here!"
Fu Jin strangled Director Hong with one hand, and waved the knife in his hand with the other, looking around vigilantly.
The bodyguards who surrounded him through the side door were spotted before they got close to him.
The situation suddenly became urgent.
The factory's ledgers were all burned, and Director Hong's hand ledger was the only hope of checking the accounts.
And if Fu Jin was really allowed to escape, with Mo Kun's help, it would be difficult for them to catch him back.
In case Mo Kun finds out about the Dong Chuang incident and kills people to silence him...
Fu Jin must not just leave here!
But if you don't agree to him, Director Hong is in his hands again...
For a while, Nian Xiaomu couldn't think of a better way, and was about to pretend to agree to Fu Jin first, and then think of a way while preparing the car, when suddenly she heard a scream from ahead.
"Director Hong—"
Nian Xiaomu was taken aback, and raised her head, only to find that Director Hong, who had been strangled by Fu Jin just now, was holding the knife with his hand.
The sharp knife cut his hand, and blood seeped from between his fingers and dripped to the ground.
There was no timidity on his gentle and resolute face.
One word at a time, "The garment factory is not only the painstaking effort of my whole life, but also the home of so many employees. It is a place that everyone can protect with their lives. Even if I die here today, I will never let you leave with a pocketbook! You have Kill me if you can!"
Factory Manager Hong roared angrily, turned around and pressed Fu Jin against the wall.
"Vice President Nian, don't worry about me. You must keep the account in the factory. The murderer who set fire to the factory must never let him go!"
A person can sacrifice everything for his beliefs.
In Hong Shi's heart, the garment factory is his belief.
The workers in these factories who need his protection are his beliefs.
They spare no effort, and the tie-dye craft they want to protect is his belief.
It was something he could risk his life to protect!
It is precisely because of these people who can give everything for their beliefs that this imperfect world is not ruled by darkness, and evil is doomed to prevail!
Hong Shi was the only one we saw before our eyes.
But there are many such people in places we can't see.
Soldiers who guard our country for our peace and stability.
A doctor who constantly fights against diseases in order to cure patients.
There are also those lovely people who have been persisting in order to promote the excellent national culture...
What they do may seem trivial to us.
But it is these little things, ordinary and ordinary things, that make our country better and our life better!
Forget me and be fearless.
Such a spirit is unimaginable for a selfish person.
Fu Jin froze on the spot, didn't care about dropping his glasses, and stared at Hong Shi in front of him with wide eyes.