Apart from its well-developed textile and shoemaking industries, An County in Wenzhou also relied on automotive and motorcycle parts as a pillar of its local economy.
Panlong Town had dozens of factories producing parts for cars, motorcycles, and industrial vehicles.
Most of them, however, only did rough processing, with a very low barrier to entry. A factory building made of sheet metal, a few forging presses inside, and a furnace for heating iron parts were all it took to start work.
In the early days, with no standardized production safety rules, these small factories were loosely managed and used extremely outdated equipment. Processing relied on manual labor working alongside machinery, and a single careless moment could get a frontline worker's hand crushed by a forging press's ram.
When Chen Jue was little, he often saw people in nearby villages missing a finger or a hand. Almost all of them had suffered accidents in factories like these.
After all, once a forging press's ram came down, it exerted hundreds or even thousands of tons of pressure at the very least. It could deform a block of iron, never mind a human hand!
As another resident of Panlong Town, Liu Qiang had probably seen how forging presses worked, and felt that the fingers Chen Jue had used to crush his phone screen were no different from the rams in those factories.
"If a grip that strong closed around a person..." The thought sent a shudder through Liu Qiang. Images of workers with severed fingers and hands flashed through his mind. He couldn't help swallowing before forcing an extremely strained smile. "It's fine. It was just an old phone, and it was about time to replace it anyway. I can just buy a new one!"
Hearing him say that, Chen Jue breathed a