Wang Erniu and Li Chengbing had just come out of the R&D team when they almost bumped into Lin Ziyan at the door.

"President Lin."

The two shouted in unison.

Lin Ziyan nodded to them and jogged into the research and development team.

The two exchanged a glance, then turned and followed.

However, they could only wait outside, as they were stopped by several people at the door.

After the door closed, the two looked at each other, then sat down on the sofa by the door without saying anything and waited.

Cheers erupted from the research and development team.

…

Meanwhile, in Haibi Village.

Aunt Huang was in a daze as she walked along the dirt path in the village.

Yesterday she received another phone call, and on the other end came Tiger's heart-wrenching cries.

But she couldn't find an opportunity to make a move.

Lin Atai has been staying home every day lately, and the wolfhound in the yard is no longer on a leash; it just sits in the yard sunbathing.

The shrimp paste factory is now operating smoothly, and orders are even increasing.

Ren Donglai, who was poached from Guangzhou, has secured a lot of orders, and the shrimp paste factory has been working around the clock to meet the demand.

The workers had no complaints, after all, the wages were indeed very high.

The overtime pay is almost as much as a month's salary.

Aunt Huang has been having nightmares every day for the past few days, and her eyes are covered with dark circles, but she still has to come to the factory every day.

Ren Donglai came to the factory today for a surprise inspection.

"Manager Ren, you've arrived." Aunt Huang greeted the two men with a smile as she came to the factory gate.

Ren Donglai nodded to her, walked into the factory, and saw the clean and tidy workshop at all times, his eyes shining with admiration.

Aunt Huang walked straight to the sealing workshop.

The machines in the shrimp paste factory are now semi-automated; they can be sealed later.

The machine that mixes the raw materials runs continuously.

Ren Dong looked around, nodded in satisfaction, and walked towards the warehouse.

He came today to confirm the order; the shipping date is approaching, and he's here to follow up.

Aunt Huang watched his departing figure, lost in thought.

Her vision went completely white, and she struggled to open her eyes before she recovered.

Since she took over the shrimp paste factory here, Ah Yan has rarely come over.

Apart from the previous issues with raw materials and shipping at the shrimp paste factory, she basically had the final say at the factory.

"Aunt Huang, are we getting a new factory manager?"

"Was it that person from earlier?"

"He does look quite like the factory manager."

Several workers nearby asked her a few questions, not caring whether she answered or not.

Aunt Huang was known for her taciturn nature and rarely uttered a single unnecessary word.

So these workers were a little afraid of her.

"The mixer is stuck!" a worker suddenly shouted.

Snap!

The machine's switch was turned off, and the entire production line came to a stop.

Aunt Huang: "What are you staring at? Go find a repairman to fix it!"

She was puzzled. This machine was brand new and cost a lot of money. Why did it suddenly stop working?

"The master isn't here today; it seems there's some urgent matter at home..."

One of the workers said with concern.

The raw materials are still in the mixer. If it's not started soon, all of these materials will be wasted.

The raw materials for one pot cost at least 1,000 yuan.

As Aunt Huang estimated that, her brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"Then go to the electronics store and find someone to come over," Aunt Huang instructed a worker.

She walked over to the blender and looked at it from all sides. Why was it suddenly stuck? And there was a burnt smell.

"Aunt Huang, don't go over there to look, it's kind of scary."

A worker standing nearby stepped forward and pulled her aside.

They used to get nervous watching the repairman fix the machine, always afraid that it would suddenly start running.

They used to be afraid to get close and would only glance at it from a distance.

"It's alright, the power's out now, the machine won't work." Aunt Huang put on her gloves, ready to take a look herself.

She reassured herself that the machine couldn't possibly work without electricity.

When the others saw that they couldn't persuade her, they stopped trying, and besides, what she said wasn't wrong.

They used to see that the machine's plug was unplugged before the mechanic started repairing it.

Aunt Huang reached into the machine but found nothing wrong.

Buzzing...

"ah!!!"

The machine suddenly started turning, pulling Aunt Huang's hand directly inside.

A sharp scream echoed throughout the factory.

Even the workers in the warehouse are running towards the workshop.

Only after the workers unplugged the machine did they pull Aunt Huang's hand out.

Aunt Huang had already fainted and was unconscious.

When Ren Donglai arrived, he saw the workers taking the severed hand out of the mixer.

His legs went weak, and he grabbed the door frame next to him, almost falling over.

The workshop was in complete chaos, and no one knew what to do.

It wasn't until someone shouted for her to be taken to the hospital that someone hurriedly picked up Aunt Huang.

Everyone came out of the workshop, their faces deathly pale.

The accident happened so suddenly that they didn't have time to react.

Ren Donglai followed and took the person to the hospital. Before leaving, he called the shrimp paste factory next door and asked Aunt Chen to come and handle the aftermath.

Cao De followed Aunt Chen over and, seeing the workers' frighteningly pale faces, immediately told them to go back and rest.

"Ade, quickly call Ayan..." Aunt Chen's legs went weak, and her whole body seemed to freeze; she was trembling uncontrollably.

Cao De: "Ayan has gone to the hospital. She told us to protect the scene."

Aunt Chen gritted her teeth and managed to hold on.

In the past, when Ayan told them about the various possibilities of machine accidents, they were scared, but they didn't take it seriously.

At first, I kept it in mind, but after watching the mechanic repair the machine a few times, I gradually became less concerned.

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