On My First Day at the Factory, I Found Out My Sister-in-Law Was a Factory Girl

When I first started working at the factory, I learned that the money my sister-in-law sent home was earned through blood and sweat. But she smiled and told me it was a way out for rural women. I couldn't understand.

Were those of us from the countryside doomed to be bullied in factories? Young and defiant, I refused to accept my fate! Fuelled by hatred and passion, I rose from being pushed around to having thousands beneath my feet! I was kind by nature, yet suffered every humiliation; I wanted to turn evil, and the world was mine! Once prey, now the predator; be my brother, and we'll live and die together!