An Zhensheng frowned as he looked at the corridor filled with smoke.

Xiao Aiguo, who was slow to react, realized that Jian Xiaoxing was still in the transfer station. He hurriedly stumbled over and told An Zhensheng that she was still inside.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" An Zhensheng raised his foot angrily.

He rushed to the entrance of the transfer station. The big iron gate was closed and outside was the scorching remains of the corridor, blocking the entrance tightly.

Through the gate, An Zhensheng confirmed that Jian Xiaoxing was fine. The fire could not burn into the transfer station because it was made of brick and concrete on all sides, but smoke and dust were pouring in from the top.

"Xiaoxing, go hide under the stairs and wait for us to rescue you." An Zhensheng ordered.

Jian Xiaoxing took a look at the shortest window on the wall, which was four meters high. He gave up the idea of climbing over the wall and quietly squatted in the space under the stairs.

Although the space here is narrow, no matter how much things fall down from above, they will not hit you.

At this time, the office building was in chaos. When Li Weimin heard that the belt corridor was on fire, he immediately activated the emergency plan and asked everyone to make every effort to put out the fire.

The belt corridors are connected to each other. If one of them catches fire, it is likely to affect the others, and the entire chemical plant will be engulfed in flames.

As the deputy production manager, Chen Ze's first concern was how to quickly adjust the coking time to avoid damage to the coke oven.

After he arranged everything, he remembered that Xiao Aiguo was repairing the belt.

Xie Dongming said hurriedly: "They haven't come back yet. Xiaoxing went to give him the parts, but he didn't come back either."

After hearing this, Shen Ze couldn't stop feeling panicky. He put on his work clothes tremblingly and rushed to the workshop.