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"Dafa, is it really you?! You woke up? That's great!"

A man in blue overalls in the crowd shouted excitedly.

When Dafa was pushed over in a wheelchair, he felt that he looked familiar, but then he remembered that Dafa was lying in the hospital, so he didn't dare to recognize him. Unexpectedly, it was really Dafa.

When the fire broke out, Dafa suffered burns and infections all over his body. Although no one said it, they all felt that he was beyond help. At first, some colleagues would go to the hospital to visit Dafa, but as time went by, everyone had their own lives to live, so no one went.

Unexpectedly, Dafa would appear here alive.

The man was very happy and his face was full of joy.

Wang Dafa looked at him and found that he was a colleague from the same workshop.

When he and Li Shu offended Wang Dehai, this colleague spoke for him.

He nodded gratefully to his colleague.

When the man saw that Dafa responded to him, he shouted excitedly: "Dafa, if you have any grievances, just speak up! We all support you!"

"Dafa, you are a good person, and I support you!"

Soon, other workers who recognized Dafa also expressed their opinions, especially those who had worked in the same workshop with Dafa and Li Shu. They were the most excited.

If Wei Chunming had not deliberately made trouble and made Wang Dehai the acting director of the production department, Li Shu and Dafa would not have been transferred to the warehouse to move goods by Wang Dehai in retaliation, and they would not have been trapped in the fire and unable to get out.

Other departments may not know these inside stories, but the people in their production workshop remember them clearly.

Wang Dafa felt warm inside. With the support of his fellow workers, he felt more confident.

Feng Lingyu and Wei Wuyan also looked over silently, cheering him on silently.

Dafa took a deep breath, and the voice that came out was no longer trembling, but instead firm and powerful.

"Do you remember the fire that happened in the garment factory? The warehouse was completely destroyed overnight. Two workers did not escape that night. One died and the other was injured."

Someone answered immediately. "I remember, I remember. The garment factory suffered heavy losses and was seriously damaged. I heard that they can't even pay the workers' wages."

"I heard that Wei Chunming became the factory director because he helped the garment factory overcome this difficult time."

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"Haha." Wang Dafa laughed sarcastically, "Wei Chunming helps?! What a joke!"

"He is Wei Chunming," Dafa suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Wei Chunming.

"He is the culprit that caused the warehouse fire!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

"Oh my god?! Was the fire caused by Wei Chunming?"

"But why would he do this? What good would it do him?"

"Is it to become the director of a garment factory?" someone speculated.

"Just to become a factory manager? To commit such a serious crime? Is it really that serious?"

Although the rank of a factory director is one level higher than that of the deputy factory director, the salary and benefits are not much different. It is too unbelievable that he would set fire to a warehouse just to become a factory director, right?

You know, destroying state property is a serious crime. If you are caught, you will be sentenced to death.

Would anyone take the risk of gambling their life just to become a factory manager?

This logic doesn't make sense.

The impatient man couldn't wait any longer and urged, "Dafa, what's going on? Please explain it clearly. Everyone is waiting!"

"You are right. Wei Chunming did not burn the warehouse for the position of factory director. He did it to cover up the evidence of his speculation and misappropriation of factory property!"

"You're talking nonsense! The fire was just an accident!" Wei Chunming retorted at the top of his lungs, but at this moment, no one wanted to listen to him anymore.

Everyone wants to know the truth.

No, we can’t let Dafa continue talking.

Wei Chunming made up his mind and suddenly broke free from the person who was supporting him with strength from somewhere. He rushed towards Dafa, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with a ferocious face.

He must shut up!

He is so badly injured, if I knock him down, he will probably be unable to speak, right?

As long as we don't tell the truth in front of so many people, there will still be room for improvement, right?

This was the only thought left in Wei Chunming's mind.