In the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the windows into the spacious and bright food factory workshop, and the air was filled with an enticing aroma that seemed to tug at people's heartstrings.
Xia Wan stood in front of the control panel, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, but her eyes remained focused and determined, like two bright stars set in her delicate face. Her hands moved as lightly as butterflies, her skillful and nimble movements dazzling the eye.
She was completely focused on processing the three carefully prepared ingredients one by one. Every step she took seemed so effortless and perfectly executed.
From the precise weighing of ingredients to the even and appropriate mixing, and the control of baking time and temperature, everything demonstrates her superb skills and profound experience.
Finally, after a series of tedious yet enjoyable steps, three exquisite food items were perfectly presented before everyone. They were brightly colored, delicately shaped, and emitted an enticing aroma.
At that moment, the once bustling workshop suddenly fell silent, followed by a burst of enthusiastic praise.
The workers all put down their work and swarmed around her like a tide. Everyone praised Xia Wan's superb skills.
"Oh my, Master Xia, your cooking skills are simply divine! Just the smell is irresistible, and one bite would be heavenly!"
"That's right! I think our factory will rely on these newly launched food products to conquer the market in the future. They're sure to sell like hotcakes!"
Before the words had even finished, someone else chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Master Xia truly deserves to be our factory's exceptional talent! With you here, we're not afraid of any difficulties!"
Just then, Factory Director Niu and Director Bai, who had heard the commotion coming from the workshop, rushed over.
They both had smiles on their faces, especially Factory Director Niu, whose round face was flushed red with excitement.
His small eyes were already squinting into narrow slits with laughter, and he kept rubbing his hands back and forth while muttering to himself, "Great, great! Xia, you're really our factory's lucky star! If we can open up the market and expand sales with these new products, you'll be the number one contributor!"
Director Bai nodded and said with a smile, "Indeed, I've never even heard of that kind of sausage."
Faced with a flood of praise, Xia Wan blushed slightly and gave a shy smile.
She said softly, "Thank you for the compliments. Actually, it's all thanks to the team's hard work. Without your support and cooperation, I couldn't have made so many delicious dishes by myself."
After saying that, she lowered her head shyly, but the light in her eyes clearly revealed her inner joy and pride.
That's true. The sausages we made this time were made thanks to the help of Master Zhao and his colleagues.
Director Bai nodded in agreement, unable to hide his smile. His eyes were full of praise for Xia Wan and anticipation for the future of the food factory. He said, "Xia, you've done a great job this time. Once these food products are launched, our factory's profits will definitely take a leap forward."
Xia Wan smiled slightly, humbly responding to everyone's praise, but a hint of weariness and determination, barely perceptible to others, shone through her eyes.
She knew in her heart that this was only one step in her plan, and there were more important things waiting for her to do.
After work, colleagues gradually left their posts, and the large workshop slowly became quiet. However, Xia Wan remained alone, showing no intention of leaving.
She stood quietly in a secluded corner of the workshop, clutching a mysterious anonymous letter of denunciation tightly in her hand. Her gaze was fixed ahead, a resolute glint occasionally flashing in her eyes.
In fact, she had carefully prepared this letter of complaint early this morning.
Whenever she recalls the hateful faces of Old Man Xia and Old Woman Xia, her anger burns fiercely involuntarily. Her clenched fists tremble slightly from the excessive force, and her sharp nails dig deep into her palms, leaving bright red marks.
"Hmph! Just break your legs? That's too lenient on you wicked bastards! You're so good at stirring up trouble and spreading rumors, this time I'll make sure you never have a chance to recover!" Xia Wan cursed viciously in her heart.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her surging emotions, and then resolutely took firm steps toward the special mailbox for whistleblowers set up by the Revolutionary Committee.
Along the way, she walked in a hurry, her hurried steps as fast as a storm, as if she were carrying a heavy burden. Every step seemed so difficult and heavy, as if the ground beneath her feet was also sharing the humiliation and pain she had endured in the past.
At the same time, past scenes flooded her mind like a tide, especially the scenes of her father being bullied by Old Man Xia and Old Woman Xia, which flashed through her mind like a black and white movie on a loop.
These fragments of memory deeply pierced her heart, making her resentment surge even more fiercely, like a long-suppressed volcano about to erupt, with molten lava churning inside, just waiting to find a breakthrough before bursting forth and devouring everything.
Finally, Xia Wan arrived at the mailbox. She stopped and cautiously looked around, her eyes sharp as a hawk's, not missing a single corner. Only after confirming that no one was around did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Then, she slowly raised her right hand, tightly clutching the letter of denunciation that carried both hope and anger. At this moment, her fingers were slightly pale from the excessive force, and the knuckles were even faintly bluish.
When she held the letter of complaint to the mailbox, her arm trembled slightly involuntarily, and her whole body swayed unsteadily.
Was it due to inner tension, fearing the unexpected consequences of this action? Or was it due to excitement, hoping that justice would be served? Perhaps it was a combination of both.
However, Xia Wan did not back down or hesitate. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and used all her strength to push the envelope in her hand into the mailbox.
The moment the envelope left her fingertips, it slipped gently into the mailbox with a soft rustling sound. Though the sound was so faint as to be almost negligible, to Xia Wan it was like a heavy hammer blow to her heart, deafeningly loud.
She stood quietly, gazing at the mailbox, as if she could see through the cold metal and the letters inside waiting to be opened.
She knew that if the letter were discovered and opened by the relevant personnel, it would cause a huge uproar.
Even so, she remained fearless, her eyes unwavering.
Because she firmly believes that she is doing this not only to seek justice for herself, but also to speak out for all those who have been oppressed by Old Man Xia and Old Woman Xia.
No matter how rugged and bumpy the road ahead may be, she will continue to walk it without hesitation.
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