Song Jianming knew that the director wanted to give up on him at this time, but he was also very clear that if he really took the blame, he would have no easy life in the future.

"Director, I definitely believe in your character, but..." Song Jianming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Can you guarantee that even if you put the blame on me, they will believe it?"

What Song Jianming meant was, don’t think that others are fools.

The director touched his head, threw a knife in front of Song Jianming, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then kill them."

Song Jianming looked at the knife in front of him and fell silent.

If you kill someone, you must pay with your life.

The others advised him, "Jianming, don't worry. If you really do something, we won't let you go. We'll make you a new ID, and you can leave here overnight, either to the coast or to Zijing City. Once the storm has passed, no one will know what you did."

"Jianming, think about it. After you leave, we will take good care of your wife and children. We will never let your sister-in-law and children suffer any grievances."

"Yes, I remember the county kindergarten is recruiting teachers. My sister-in-law has graduated from junior high school, right? I can ask my aunt to arrange for her to enter the kindergarten. My sister-in-law will be a civil servant in the future."

Song Jianming finally understood that in the past, when they were calling each other brothers and getting benefits, they were like brothers without blood ties.

Now when something happens, everyone is trying to protect themselves.

At that moment, an absurd and almost vicious thought emerged in Song Jianming's mind.

If a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

They want him to take the blame!

Does he have to memorize it?

No!

Song Jianming's teeth were chattering.

The more times like this, the calmer he becomes.

"I'm running away for money."

Song Jianming simply said five words.

The director and several other men breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

As long as Song Jianming is willing to take the blame, everything will be fine.

"We're going home now to get the money."

Song Jianming responded: "Okay."

Everyone left, and Song Jianming sat on a chair, looking at the room where he had dedicated his youth.

When he first started working, he was full of ambition and wanted to be a good person who served the country and the people.

The cruel reality hit Song Jianming hard.

To survive.

In order to better integrate into this dirty world, his body was stained with a black color that could never be washed off.

Song Jianming took Lin Shuang's ID from the table, read the contents word by word, and smiled coldly in his heart.

He is not stupid.

He knew that everyone abandoned him because he had the least background and was the most insignificant.

To others, he was like an ant, which would die if stepped on lightly.

Song Jianming laughed at himself...

If you push me into this, I will drag you in even if I die.

After the director and others came out of the station, they did not leave immediately, but smoked cigarettes in a secluded alley.

Everyone looked at the director in silence. The director took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "We can't let Song Jianming escape."

The director would not let Song Jianming leave here with such a big handle on him.

"Then we can only... kill him."

The director asked again, "Who among you took action?"

Before anyone else could speak, the director said, "We are all brothers. For the sake of fairness, arrest the eunuch!"