There was no scene where anyone fainted from fright.
But after being scared like that, Liu Bing, that big blabbermouth, told everyone about it the next day, until half the factory knew.
The higher-ups were furious.
Extremely furious.
They dragged him in and gave him a thorough scolding.
Not only was he criticized in front of the entire factory, but his bonus and wages were docked as well.
That was it?
Exactly.
Back then, they were all state-owned factories.
Unless a formal worker broke the law, committed a crime, or resigned voluntarily, it was extremely difficult for the factory director to fire him. Even if he disliked the man, the most he could do was transfer him to some remote corner.
Out of sight, out of mind.
If he went too far and was too blatant about it, some hotheaded young worker might storm into the office and make a huge scene.
And let me tell you.
The leader really would lose face.
In any case, the matter spread. Everyone in and around the factory, even throughout the surrounding villages, learned that the parking lot was haunted. A bunch of bored men and housewives with nothing better to do even came over to watch the spectacle.
Of course, they saw nothing.
It was broad daylight, with cars coming and going. How could they possibly see a ghost?
But everyone claimed they had seen one.
Someone had picked up a human shadow in the restroom. Someone else had walked into a corner and felt as though it had suddenly turned as cold as winter in the middle of summer. Someone had seen a person hanging from a tree, only for it to vanish when they approached.
In short.
All kinds of absurd rumors began to circulate.
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