They can still find work outside, but what about those who are older?
Like those in the awkward age of forty-something, the factories won't want them, and neither will other banks. They may never find a job as comfortable as this again.
Emotional hurt, confusion about the future, these make everyone so painful and sad.
Mr. Jiobaf took out his pocket watch and handed it to the manager, "This watch is still worth some money, take it and exchange it for money, pay everyone's salary for this month."
"This is the last thing I can do for you all."
The manager took the pocket watch, unable to utter the pain, "Mr. Jiobaf, is there really no hope left?"
He shook his head, if the Mayor had won, then this wouldn't be a problem, those banks would be more than willing to give him a loan, even if he had nothing to offer as collateral.
But now, the Mayor lost, he has lost all chances of recovery.
He pursed his lips, "Let's leave it at that."
