Mr. Yao glanced at the more than 20 employees below and bowed deeply to the bottom of the stage.

Just as he bowed, Mr. Yao suddenly felt relaxed in his ease.

After the outbreak of the interstellar brigade military ant disaster in the seven major star fields three years ago, Mr. Yao began to pay attention to the issue of refugees. He began to set a grand goal to help homeless refugees through his Nuwa mecha modification factory.

Mr. Yao’s grand goal is very simple. He constantly recruits some down-to-earth refugees as apprentices, and then lets them master some skills through practice, and then handles some legal residence procedures through his relationship with the Immigration Bureau. Because the salary is low, some refugees who have mastered the technology will change jobs. In this case, the modification factory will provide jobs for new refugee apprentices. In this cycle, refugees can constantly obtain legal status in the Plato Federal Empire.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

During these three years, the Nuwa mecha modification company gradually shrank from the initial 300 people to the scale of 100 people, because Mr. Yao’s idea was entirely based on trust, but the cruel reality is that most of the refugees will choose to leave immediately after obtaining their legal identities, and will not give any transition period to the modification factory at all.

In particular, the passage of core technical personnel trained has caused the mecha modification factory to be unable to operate normally.

Mr. Yao’s initial idea was that any position could be free to leave, so that he could free up jobs for the refugees behind him. However, he did not expect that the technical backbones he trained were simply unreliable. Many refugees would leave as soon as they obtained legal residence permits, and some people would not even leave overnight without saying goodbye.

The passing of technical backbones has caused the Nuwa mecha modification factory to enter a vicious cycle, gradually dropping from the initial 300 people to more than 100 people. A month ago, the army recruited a large number of technical personnel to join the army, which led to a competition for core technical talents. Many modification factories offered high salaries to attract talents, which made the modification factory even worse.

If the two most core technicians don’t leave, the Nuwa Mecha Modification Factory can barely support it. Mr. Yao believes that as long as he is given a little time, he can train a group of technicians, but his ideas are finally shattered by the departure of two technical backbones.

When a person's kindness is repeatedly deceived, it is more appropriate to use sorrow than death in his heart.

In the past three years, Mr. Yao has endured humiliation and experienced rounds of abandonment. He gritted his teeth and persevered from beginning to end. He believed that he was right. He believed that he could help more people, but the facts were more disgusting than he thought. Many seemingly honest refugees would borrow money from him for various reasons before leaving.

Good too!

President Yao sighed deeply.

Mr. Yao is not short of money. He has a strong family background, but the past three years have made his hair white, and a middle-aged man under forty years old has become an old man...

...

"Thank you all, from now on, the Nuwa mecha modification company will be permanently closed. Thank you for accompanying me until now... Thank you!" Mr. Yao briefly introduced his thoughts and the current situation of the Nuwa mecha modification factory and bowed again.

No one spoke, and people held their breath and looked at Mr. Yao's depressed face on the podium.

"Mr. Yao, I haven't gotten the Immigration Bureau yet..."

"Don't worry, although the Nuwa Mecha Modification Factory is closed, I will still help you in the future. Tomorrow, I will report your materials to the top. If nothing unexpected happens, you can get a legal residence permit at most one week... By the way, what about that sea? Your personal information has not been submitted yet. Later, you go to my office to fill in the paper information and give it to me before nine in the morning tomorrow. Also, before the legal residence permit is released, everyone can still live in the dormitory, and the canteen will be open for three free meals until everyone gets a legal residence permit."

"Yao...Mr. Yao...Where are those mechas that have not been modified yet?" asked the muscular man.

"Don't worry about this. I have contacted my brothers. They will be responsible for helping our Nuwa mecha modification factory handle some aftermath. Tomorrow morning, someone will take away all the mechas." A hint of relief in Mr. Yao's eyes was fleeting. At least, there were people who care about the life and death of the modification factory.

"Mr. Yao, since there is still one week left for a legal residence permit, why not give us a week..." Gao Yong said weakly.

"I have decided."

"Mr. Yao..."

"By the way, is there a place to live in that sea?" Mr. Yao interrupted Gao Yong.

"No." Han Xinghai shook his head.

"Can you find a place? If not, I can arrange for you a temporary residence."

"..." Han Xinghai glanced at Gao Yong.

"He can live in my house." Gao Yong said hurriedly.

"Okay, you're staying at Gao Yong's house this week, don't come. When you get your residence permit, I will notify Gao Yong to come and get it."

"Why can't I live in the factory?" Han Xinghai couldn't help asking.

"Gao Yong changed the brain of Captain Cao without authorization, and you fooled Captain Cao to spend a lot of money to modify the mecha. It would be fine if he came back alive. If he died in the battlefield, his subordinates who were like wolves, tigers, and murderers like numbness would definitely not let you go, so you should avoid the limelight."

"Captain Captain Cao will be back soon?" Han Xinghai was stunned.

"As far as I know, their troops did not leave this planet. They were just trying to eliminate terrorists in another city and were able to return to Plato City in about three days." said General Yao.

"..." Gao Yong looked at Han Xinghai with a nervous look.

"Mr. Yao, we will bear all the consequences ourselves."

"Aren't you afraid?" President Yao looked at Han Xinghai deeply.

"Mr. Yao, I want to ask you to give us a week. If we can run the Nuwa Mecha Modification Factory this week, it will not be too late to close it."

"Do you think I care about this mecha modification factory?" Mr. Yao shrugged and smiled.

"I know Mr. Yao was discouraged because of his kindness. However, I believe that not everyone is a traitor. I also believe that many refugees leave with gratitude. I also believe that many refugees leave after fulfilling their promises. Therefore, I believe that there are many bad people in this world, but there are also many good people."

"Yes, there have been many refugees in the past three years that have moved me, but what's the point! The reality is that my modification factory that has been well runs ended in a bleak situation in less than three years." Mr. Yao sighed.

"It's better... it's better to do this. Mr. Yao, since you can help refugees obtain legal residence permits, then I believe you can contact those refugees who have gone out of you. Here, I ask Mr. Yao to inform them of the situation they are facing now. They are all technicians who have gone out of here. I hope you will let them participate when you decide to close the Nuwa mecha modification factory. Perhaps, things will turn around."

"Do you think they will come back?" Mr. Yao laughed.

"I don't know, but I think they should have feelings for this place. I believe they are concerned about it. Of course, we don't have to expect every refugee to be grateful. There is never a lack of unkind people in this world, but I also firmly believe that there is never a lack of righteous people in this world."

"You mean to let me test humanity?"

"I know this jungle society is cruel. There are not many people like Mr. Yao, so I don't want Mr. Yao to have such results, so why not test it?"

"This...this...let me think about it."

"Mr. Yao...I...I didn't know your difficulties before...I'm sorry...I'll do it with you in the future. I'll do it until you don't want me...I'll just be full." The muscular man stuttered.

"Just be full..." Mr. Yao smiled in silence, and the melancholy expression on his face eased a lot.

"Yes, just be full." Gao Yong said hurriedly.

"Yeah, just be full."

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Chapter completed!