"Mr. Sun, many workers in the factory are clamoring to resign," Secretary Zhang hurried into the office, looking anxiously at Mr. Sun.
The factory hadn't even started operations yet, and these people wanted to resign, which was truly disheartening.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun suddenly remembered the major issue he had discussed with Xiao Xu before, "Let them resign, then. Go investigate who these people have been associating with lately and what they've been doing. I want a detailed report."
Secretary Zhang was somewhat puzzled, but he quickly went off to carry out the task.
In Xujia Village, the atmosphere was gloomy, with all the villagers wearing distressed expressions.
"Captain, the wheat we planted has all been washed away. What are we going to do this year?" Every year after harvesting, they had to deliver grain to the higher-ups, but this year there was no wheat left, what would they hand over?
Soon after, even having food to eat became a problem.
