Such a scenario was a little hard for everyone to stomach.
Fu Jin was so guilt-stricken that his eyes had turned red.
As he stared at Manager Hong, whom he was grabbing onto, a streak of hesitation flashed past his eyes that were hiding behind his glasses.
However, the moment he shifted his gaze to Nian Xiaomu, he tightened his grip on Manager Hong's neck again.
"Arrange a vehicle for me and allow me to leave this place!"
"…"
Nian Xiaomu did not say anything and watched as the workers consoled Fu Jin repeatedly. Then, she walked forward.
Expressionless, she cast a look at Fu Jin and said slowly, "Fu Jin, look at these people who have treated you like family, then think about all the things you have done. Don't you feel guilty at all?"
"… I don't know what you are talking about. I just want to leave the factory!"