Before the red silk was cut in the factory, I saw my wife wearing a wedding dress and visiting the "fake factory director". With the transfer order in hand, I was expelled as a lunatic. Her groom humiliated me in public, destroyed the gifts I gave, and led others to beat me. I walked up to the stage and threw the appointment letter on the table. "From today on, the factory belongs to me. You two - get out of my territory!"
