The next day, the Red Army came over right after breakfast. He also wanted to see the seaside, and now there was an opportunity.
"Brother Dongxiang."
"Red Army, what are you going for?"
"Today, my brother and brother-in-law are going to rent a truck from the transport team. We're going to the seaside to load fish bone powder."
"Be careful on the road." Xiang Dong felt quite uneasy. Without him, there were still many people to nurture. Perhaps he wasn't really that significant?
He walked into the factory feeling very down. These days were already the end of it. They were also waiting to move. Now production had stopped, and all finished products had been shipped out, only some pesticides remained.
Today was all about odd jobs, Zhuang Zhiyun asked everyone to clean up the place.
Xiang Dong was doing odd jobs, just like everyone else's work, and regretted once again.
