The uproar over First Branch Factory suspending housing allocations did not end because of Li Ye and Lu Zhizhang's assurances. After work began the next day, all kinds of rumors started spreading among the workers.
Zhang Jing said excitedly to Ge Qian, "Did you know? Several people over at the main factory got beaten up last night!"
"Oh~"
"And there's more! This morning, the doors of two families' homes were smeared with shit. A whole crowd was gathered around watching!"
"Oh~"
Seeing her best friend's absentminded replies, Zhang Jing became unhappy. "What's with all those 'ohs'? Aren't you even curious? Curious who's standing up for us worker brothers?"
Seeing that her best friend was upset, Ge Qian had no choice but to stop what she was doing and perfunctorily said, "Oh, then tell me who did it."
Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes and said slyly, "How would I know? It was pitch-black, you couldn't see a thing. Throwing a sack over someone's head and beating them black and blue—damn, that was satisfying."
"You call that not knowing?"
From Zhang Jing's expression, Ge Qian knew that she actually did know.
For something like throwing a sack over someone's head, the victim would definitely be too embarrassed to say anything. So how had Zhang Jing found out?
Ge Qian sighed and said seriously, "Xiao Jing, don't discuss this with other people anymore. This isn't a small matter. The consequences could be serious."
Zhang Jing's eyes widened, and she said bluntly, "What does it have to do with me? I didn't beat anyone or smash anyone's windows. You're just too timid. Every day it's this consequence or that consequence. So boring."
Ge Qian froze for a moment before finally unable to hold herself back. "But... if you keep making such a scene,