The wind at the end of August brought a chill. The meeting in the security department conference room of Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant had just ended. The 22-year-old captain was not as strong as a man of his age. The original owner had been beaten in the legs and feet since he was a child, and the Zhou family had a fine steel ball spinning in his bone-setting sleeves all year round. After the father died and the mother disappeared, the street office hung up the wooden sign of the House of Glory.
