After a pause, he continued, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't enter the city because of my status as a refugee, I would never have signed that indenture."
Meng Zhao sat there quietly, listening to Meng Jianqiu's heartfelt words, and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing the unyielding spirit in her eyes, Meng Zhao felt a strange sense of guilt rising in his heart.
The idea of buying people was initially proposed by Madam Gu, but it was she who ultimately signed the contract of indenture. Her reasoning at the time was that if they stayed outside the city, they might not survive; it would be better for them to come with her, at least they would have enough to eat and wear.
He thought to himself that if they were obedient and worked hard for him, he could return their indentures to them when the time was right.
However, at this moment, she clearly realized that these were just excuses she was making for her behavior.
The reason he dared to let them participate in the production of the ingredients as soon as they arrived was because he held those two indentures and subconsciously felt that he had the means to control them, so he could feel at ease.
No matter how many excuses she came up with, the contract of servitude itself was a form of invisible oppression.
In modern times, she could feel indignant when she saw news about migrant workers struggling to get their wages, pregnant women being maliciously harassed and fired, and workers not getting overtime pay. She would use her influence as a blogger to speak out for them and support them. How come in ancient times, she even signed a contract of servitude?
It turns out that the allure of power is so great that it can make her unknowingly abandon the bottom line and principles she has always adhered to, and even find many reasons for her actions, trying to convince herself that she is just conforming to the times.
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