This kind of atmosphere, let a person feel silent sad.

Nian Xiaomu moves forward.

The closer to the factory gate, the clearer the suppressed cries of the workers.

There are several old workers who have spent their whole lives in the clothing factory. They are unwilling to deal with the wounds even if they are injured. They kneel at the gate of the factory and cry like children.

Factory director Hong is among them.

When Xiaomu saw him yesterday, he was still dressed in overalls and kept the factory clean inside and outside.

Sincerely implore her not to close the clothing factory, they can do it well.

But one night, he seemed to be ten years old in a flash.

There are traces of smoke on the face. Half of the face is black.

The clothes on his body were the same. His sleeves and trouser legs were burned, and his naked skin was also burned, but he refused to bandage.

Kneeling at the gate of the factory, he looked at the clothes factory which had been turned into ruins and muttered to himself.

"No, nothing..."

Hearing his words, Nian Xiaomu's eyes were a little hot, biting his lips and not letting himself cry.

"Vice president of the year!"

Among the crowd, someone noticed Nian Xiaomu and suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes are looking in the direction of Nian Xiaomu.

I found that it was really her, just like seeing her family, crying out one after another.

There is a child of a worker who grew up in a factory since childhood, but the four or five-year-old is not much bigger than the six or six-year-old.

Like a little adult, he came to her and asked her with tears in his head.

"Sister, do we still have a home in the future?"

In a simple word, let the tears of Nian Xiaomu burst in an instant.

Squat down and hold him in your arms.

Wipe his little face, which is dirty with smoke.

"Yes! There will be! It doesn't matter if the factory is burned down. I promise you that I will find out the cause of the accident and rebuild here. It won't make your beloved craft lost, and it won't make you homeless! "

Young Mu led the little boy to stand up from the ground and look at all the workers at the gate of the factory. He made a solemn promise.

Hearing her words, the gray eyes of the workers who were crying just now became bright.

Full of surprises, stand up from the ground and surround her in the middle.

"Is that true, vice president Nian? You're really going to help us rebuild the factory, aren't you going to shut it down? "

After the fire, they all hated their inability.

I can only watch the factory burn down.

Those workers who will not cry easily no matter how hard they are, cry like a child for the first time.

Now I heard that Nian Xiaomu promised that they would rebuild the factory. They all wiped their tears and looked at her excitedly.

So is factory director Hong, who just lost his soul.

At the moment when Nian Xiaomu appeared, he thought what he was about to hear was the news that he was going to close the factory. Unexpectedly

Factory director Hong hurriedly got up from the ground, ignored the pain on his body, and squeezed into front of Nian Xiaomu.

Old eyes look at her with tears.

"Vice President Nian, what did you just say? Would you like to rebuild the factory? "

"Yes! The factory burned down. I feel sorry for you. But now it's not the time for you to be sad. The factory doesn't catch fire suddenly. It burns so fast. You are the factory director. You can't fall down first. You need to protect everyone. First check and see who is injured. Deal with the wound quickly. Then cooperate with relevant departments to investigate the cause of the accident! "