When I was nineteen years old, I went south to Dongguan with only a dozen yuan in my pocket and was chased by the joint defense team with no way to retreat.
The person who saved me was the youngest production director in the factory—she was six years older than me. Her stern face made the whole factory afraid, but she would secretly leave breakfast for me. Behind the warehouse, Ma Biao bribed me with money.
"Minister Chen brought me into the factory." I pushed him back. "My father said that people must be conscientious."
The next day, she called me into the office, looked at me for a long time, and suddenly said: "You are stupid." People in the factory said that outsiders cannot figure out the secrets of this factory.
But she didn't know that from the day she protected me, I had no intention of letting her carry it alone.
