Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the oppressive office, heavy breathing echoed through the silence.

The sticky sound of liquid was heard, it was nosebleed and saliva hitting the floor.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, witnessing the miracle of life.

Seeing it was having an effect, Ji Jue was slapping even harder, and under each slap, the suffocating person's face quickly swelled up, and his chest finally began to rise and fall.

But as soon as Ji Jue stopped, the person struggled to breathe again.

His face rapidly turned purplish-blue.

Even worse than before!

"No, I'm almost out of strength."

Ji Jue nervously asked for help, like a sluggish college student who couldn't even finish an 800-meter run: "Everyone help out!"

After all, a life was at stake, even the coldest person couldn't stand by and do nothing at this moment, right?

They all rolled up their sleeves and reached out to help.

Eagerly competing to save a life.

When one was tired, another took over.

The loud slaps continued until the ambulance arrived and the person was strapped to a stretcher.

The shocked nurses had never seen such a bizarre scene, a group of people taking turns to slap a man senselessly, so dazed they didn't dare to start the rescue.

Oh no, this might be some kind of cult headquarters, right?

Fortunately, a young man with a nice smile took the initiative to maintain order, letting them take the victim for emergency treatment, and by the time he was put into the car, his face was completely swollen like a ball.

"Phew, lucky nothing happened."

Ji Jue watched the ambulance drive away, finally letting out a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

While also letting go of the third hand gripping the victim's trachea...

Looking back now, although the debt remained, after what had just happened, an incredible sense of recognition had emerged among those who had participated in the rescue.

Yes, a good person.

Also, slapping was surprisingly satisfying.

And those who didn't get a turn for the emergency quietly memorized this method for future use.

But now, everyone had to face reality.

Ji Jue passed by the middle-aged man whose hand had been regained and was now held in his chest, patting his shoulder, feeling the man instinctively shiver and not daring to move.

"Please rest assured, the debt will definitely be repaid, and it must be repaid."

Ji Jue clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention to him, promising, "Even if there's no money on the books now, Coastal Automobile Factory will eventually restart and begin operations again.

Even if the revenue ability is terrible, there will still be some income, right?

If anyone thinks what I'm saying makes sense, is willing to help, cut me some slack, let's come up and sort out the priorities, register, and start repaying slowly.

I can't guarantee more things for you now, but there's a long way to go, and time will reveal true hearts, right?"

He paused, discerning the expressions of surprise, doubt, and even hidden ridicule, before continuing: "If anyone is in a hurry after waiting so many years and can't even wait these few days, then we can just go through the process.

It's just that, even with forced execution, it might be that the bank loans have to be repaid first, and how much each of you can get back from your IOUs is uncertain."

Having finished saying both good and bad things, pacifying or arguing took a long time as well.

The creditors hadn't all left when he saw the dejected Yan Jian returned, followed by several people with gracious smiles and lively spirits, making Ji Jue's heart tighten.

Now he was almost PTSD.

The brighter people smiled, the more he feared.

Then, he realized it was a bit too early to be worried...

"What did you say?"

In the office, Ji Jue suspiciously looked at the two men in business suits, who didn't look like workers at all: "Who are you..."

"Coastal Automobile Labor Union."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses straightened his body and said calmly.

"Union," Yan Jian explained numbly.

"Union?"

Ji Jue was shocked, utterly confused: "This broken factory has fallen to such a state, and there's still a union?"

"What are you saying?"

The union representative smiled slightly: "The Coast Group hasn't gone bankrupt, and the union has always been here. Today we are here on behalf of the old employees to formally deliver a notice to you."

"..."

Ji Jue was also stunned.

He looked down at the strike notice handed to him.

Strike notice?

He was almost laughing from anger.

This factory is already in such bad shape, does it still need a strike?

"Are you serious?" Ji Jue's expression twitched as he tried hard to suppress his smile.

"This visit is to express our demands and dissatisfaction to you and the higher-ups of Coast Group."

The union representative smiled slightly: "Unless Coastal Automobile Factory compensates for the previous unpaid wages and compensation for the years of shutdown, we will not agree to resume work.

Also, our union is advancing side by side with the Cliff City Labor Association. Until Coastal Automobile shows sincerity, our union members will not consider or respond to your side's recruitment.

If you have any objections, we can solve it through discussion.

However, the amount of payment required is roughly..."

"Alright, no need to look."

Ji Jue waved his hand, yawning: "I've already received the notice."

The visitor's expression froze slightly, "And then?"

"I received it."

Ji Jue shrugged and spread his hands, "You came to deliver the notice, I received it. Your task and work are done. There's a lot going on now, so I won't stay long."

He casually tossed the notice into the trash can, stood up, and walked out the door.

Didn't even bother to pay attention.

These kinds of things that see benefits and come buzzing like flies to cause trouble, he really couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on them.

"Are you serious?"

Yan Jian caught up, his expression grave, "Although the union in the factory is a bunch of money-grubbing trash, if those guys cause trouble, the Cliff City Labor Association will be affected, and I'm afraid we won't be able to hire a single skilled worker.

I suggest you be careful."

"This is already the result of careful consideration."

Ji Jue waved his hand.

Union?

They must be joking. The automobile factory's been shut down for so many years, and there's still a union... These idiots are only here to add trouble, wasting his time.

If it's not resolved, we won't be able to hire workers for a while.

If we want to resolve it, we'll have to endure the headache of dealing with these flies, wasting energy and time.

Like the trash can blocking the door, it's not hard to move.

But it stinks.

"Let them cause trouble, see how long they can keep it up."

Ji Jue said coldly, "Quit if you want, it doesn't matter. Master Yan, you can ask your old acquaintances if they're willing to come back to work; the terms will naturally be favorable. If not, it's alright.

If they want to take this opportunity to latch onto the union for profit, then let them dream on from afar."

"What about the factory?"

Yan Jian shook his head, thinking the young man's energy was untouched by society's harshness and was rushing headlong into trouble.

Ji Jue thought for a moment and said, "I'll solve the manpower issue. Meanwhile, go find someone to clean up the workshop, and get the accommodations and dining hall back in order.

The first batch of workers will be in place by tomorrow at the latest."

He waved his hand and walked away to make a phone call.

Early the next day, after a night of busy work, Yan Jian finally managed to clean the factory with several temporarily hired cleaners and received good news from Ji Jue.

The manpower has arrived!

Elated, Yan Jian finally felt relieved and rushed outside to welcome the new recruits, but his expression gradually turned to despair.

In his hopeless gaze, two large buses brought in a multitude of university students majoring in mechanical processing from all over Cliff City.

Looking at those clear, naive expressions, eyes filled with innocent and pure light, each one like a brand-new, unconfigured youth edition workhorse, probably not even able to tighten a screw...

And looking to the side of the bus, there was Ji Jue counting heads, exchanging money with the accompanying teacher, he felt like everything was fading to black.

This life is impossible to live!!!

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.

This life is impossible to live!!!

Ji Jue grabbed his hair like a cat holding its head, silently screaming in the office.

People—no people—missing people.

No people at all!

Except for a group of clear-eyed university students doing grunt work preparing equipment, everyone else is missing, even cleaners are lacking, and cafeteria ladies are temporarily replaced by the former security guard, old man Zhao Jinzhu.

Finance guy Wang Haichuan spends all day doing nothing but drooling over newspapers while Yan Jian is overwhelmed by the students' various jaw-dropping displays of wisdom and operations, teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown.

Not only that, but water and electricity supply, plant maintenance...

Once things start to move, everything instantly becomes a chaotic mess, every spot stretched thin, every gap filled with old problems left behind.

Not to mention the mountain of materials and archives left from before, he hasn't even dared to open them yet.

From start until now, it's been two full days, and he's been sorted into exhaustion by various tangled issues, not even having a chance to touch the equipment; he's nearly worn to death.

"Bad news, Director, the water pipe burst!"

"Bad news, Director, the main cable caught fire!"

"Bad news, Director, Big Yellow got diarrhea..."

"Bad news, Director, the new students chewed up the scallions planted by old Zhao!"

...

"Bad news, Director!"

Outside the office, another astonishing shout made Ji Jue weakly lift his head, only to see a familiar face smiling at the doorway.

Gloating at him:

"—There's an old foreigner with green eyes barging in!"

"Mi..."

Ji Jue exclaimed in shock, staring blankly at the business-dressed Ye Chun, "You, you... why are you here."

"My aunt thought I was idling at home, so she kicked me out. I heard you've resorted to university students, so I came to check it out."

She clicked her tongue in regret, looking around Ji Jue's drafty office, shaking her head in disappointment, "I was thinking of helping, but now it seems I'm not welcome.

You don't even want to call me a..."

Bang!

Before she could react, the office door slammed shut.

Then, after a shadow quickly passed by, Ye Chun found a new ornament on her leg, hugging tightly as if welded on.

"Save me, senior!!!"

Ji Jue cried, tears almost welling up, "There's so many people outside, let me bow to you, senior. I knew you'd never abandon me, right?"

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