"Then what do you say we should do? If the factory really shuts down, what will we do?" Curly-haired's eyes unexpectedly welled up with tears, and Qiao En, seeing the look in Curly-haired's eyes, felt a chill down his spine.
"What do you mean what to do? We haven't even gotten our wages for this week, if it really shuts down, we'll just move all the machines out of the factory and sell them for money." Qiao En replied nonchalantly.
"But with so many of us, how much money could selling those machines possibly give us? If, if they move and sell the machines before we do, won't we have nothing left?" Curly-haired said, his eyes red.
Qiao En wanted to curse Curly-haired as a jinx, couldn't he say something nicer? But on second thought, he had a point. If everything was sold, they'd end up with nothing, losing their jobs without gaining anything.
