"Uncle, aren't you scared?" Lin Shiyan asked, feeling a bit frightened herself after hearing what the uncle said.
"Of course I'm scared, but my family depends on me to make money. And now the pay is double, so earning a bit more is something." The uncle sighed.
"But you're just a young girl. You should head back quickly. Don't risk your life for a bit of money." The uncle shook his head.
From the uncle's eyes, Lin Shiyan saw a hint of helplessness.
Knowing the danger, yet having no choice but to come.
I suppose, apart from this uncle, the others who came to work probably feel the same.
"Dadong, maybe... we should go back," Lin Shiyan quietly tugged at Wang Dadong's sleeve from behind.
The factory could accommodate three to four hundred people working at the same time, but now only a few dozen were working, making it feel particularly empty. Plus, being in the suburbs, when night fell, it instantly felt eerie.
