"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
A moment later, Ye Yun and Bing Ge arrived at the gate of Baiyun Garment Factory.
Qingshan Garment Factory and Baiyun Garment Factory are located in the east and west of the city, respectively. It is said that Qingshan Garment Factory in the west of the city is extremely prosperous and has also boosted the surrounding economy.
The gate of Baiyun Garment Factory, located in the east of the city, is dilapidated, and the scene is desolate.
Ye Yun stared at the dilapidated gate and the mottled walls of the production workshop. A gust of wind blew by, making her shiver.
It's the height of summer.
She must have been influenced by the garment factory in front of her.
The garment factory in front of me was so deserted that it hardly looked like a garment factory anymore.
If it weren't for the fact that there was someone in the guardhouse, she would have thought it was a haunted house that had been abandoned for many years.
The environment also needs the nourishment of people or other living things. When a place is too large but there are not many living things coming and going, it will eventually change its magnetic field and become a lifeless wasteland.
The garment factory gates were tightly closed, and a figure was sleeping in the guardhouse.
Ye Yun led the soldier over.
The soldier, quite perceptive, had Ye Yun stand behind him. He stepped forward, knocked on the window, and raised his voice to ask, "Sir! We'd like to visit your factory manager. Would it be convenient for you to come inside and speak with him?"
There was no movement inside.
"Grandpa? Grandpa?" Upon seeing this, the soldier couldn't help but knock on the glass again.
There was still no movement inside.
Through a pane of glass, only the silhouette of a middle-aged man could be seen slumped over a table.
Ye Yun couldn't help but exchange a glance with the soldier.
The soldier understood what she meant, his face hardened, and he yanked open the glass door of the guardhouse.
The person slumped over the table was in a strange posture. It didn't look like they were sleeping with their arm under their head; it looked more like their head was directly hitting the table. Their arm was stretched out weakly, and the curve of their back was extremely faint due to their breathing. The person looked as if they were dead.
"Quick! Save them!"
Ye Yun quickly tugged at the soldier's sleeve.
The soldier was startled by her serious expression, but quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly and nimbly climbed over the gatehouse door and rushed inside.
...
Inside the health center.
"The patient fainted due to overwork and also suffers from severe malnutrition. He needs to eat normally and absolutely cannot overexert himself," the doctor in the white coat instructed.
Ye Yun nodded.
After the doctor left, the middle-aged man who had been receiving an IV drip in the hospital bed woke up.
Upon seeing Ye Yun, a look of bewilderment flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and remained silent, numbly uttering not a word.
"You're awake?" It was the soldier who spoke first.
The middle-aged man remained silent.
Seeing his shameless attitude, the soldier chuckled, "You still don't want to talk? We're the ones who saved you. If it weren't for us, you'd probably be dead by now. You should thank us."
The middle-aged man looked at the soldier again.
Then, he closed his eyes impatiently.
The soldier's eyes widened in disbelief. "What's wrong with you? How can you be like this?" he exclaimed.
"Alright, alright, since you're so ungrateful, we won't force you. You don't need to pay for the IV drip. Just take us to see your factory manager when you're done."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man instantly opened his eyes and looked at the soldier warily.
When the soldier saw this, he also became anxious.
"Hey, I'm telling you, you..."
"Brother Bing." Ye Yun interrupted him softly, glanced at the middle-aged man lying on the bed, walked over and gently patted the soldier's shoulder, and smiled: "Brother Bing, this is the factory manager of Baiyun Garment Factory."
"ah?"
The soldier shuddered, completely stunned.