There is no silence worse than this.

Yi Jiayin lowered her head, and her body looked small as she sat in the chair.

Her back was slightly arched, and her whole body seemed to be shaking slightly.

Liang Zixuan didn't say anything either, his face was very dark.

There are many reports spread on the table.

The figures on the report clearly show that the metal cadmium content that year seriously exceeded the standard.

Although this has only been reported a few times, the testing is conducted monthly, which means that wastewater exceeding the standard may have been discharged that month...

This is a village that does not have a specialized sewage plant for industrial wastewater treatment, so the wastewater from this factory must be treated by itself to meet standards before it can be discharged into natural water bodies.

Ten minutes passed, and Yi Jiayin stared at the test report.

Twenty minutes passed and the test reports were spread out on the table.

The fan was blowing, and the iced almond milk was placed on the table, no one moved it.

Drops of water seeped out of the glass bottle.

The buzzing sound echoed throughout the small conference room. The section chief of the General Affairs Department swallowed several times. His throat was still dry, but he did not dare to stand up and get a glass of water.

Anfu was originally standing behind Liang Zixuan. At this time, he could see that the atmosphere was depressing, so he turned around and went out, asking someone to bring him a few bottles of mineral water.

The person who came to deliver water seemed to be an employee. The technician from the sewage station took the mineral water and suggested, "Let's go make some tea. They came all the way."

The two people said that and walked out of the conference room together...

Anfu thought to himself, what a great trick, so they don't have to come in again.

Sure enough, five minutes later, several other unfamiliar faces came to bring tea. Anfu concluded from the memory of the scene that this was the front desk.

"Drink some tea." Yi Jiayin called in surprise when the receptionist put the tea cup in his hand, "You are bleeding, I will get you a medical kit."

There is actually a medical kit here?! Anfu was surprised, but he was more worried about Yi Jiayin's condition.

Naturally, it was not his turn to care. Liang Zixuan had quickly walked to Yi Jiayin's side, grabbed Yi Jiayin's wrist, and opened her hand. Two slender nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of the palm of her hand.

, it looked like the blood had been bleeding for a while, and there were a lot of red blood stains on the table.

Liang Zixuan remained silent, opened Yi Jiayin's fingers, held her trembling fingers, wiped the blood with a clean paper towel, rinsed it with mineral water several times, then applied iodine, and used some Yunnan Baiyao powder to relieve the pain.

Finally, it was wrapped with gauze.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Liang, there are no larger band-aids here, they are all small ones."

"It doesn't matter, just pack up the things in the medical kit and go down."

The receptionist walked out cautiously carrying the medical kit, looked at Yi Jiayin curiously, and couldn't help but ask, "This young lady seems to be shaking all over. Is she epileptic?!"

"Shut up! Get out." An Fu was so angry that he almost wanted to curse. What about epilepsy? Miss Jiayin obviously looks fine.

But why is it so quiet.

"If you are angry, just let it out." Liang Zixuan wrapped Yi Jiayin's two fingernails with a band-aid, then gently released her hand, but did not put it directly on the table, but held it in the palm of his hand, as if appreciating it.

A work of art.

"Miss Jiayin, you have to speak." Anfu didn't know the reason for Yi Jiayin's anger, but he could tell that she was extremely angry and extremely sad.

"It is a fact that cadmium exceeded the standard. This happened when I first took over this factory. I have been working part-time as the deputy factory director here since 2009. In order to train me, my father asked me to come here to endure hardships. This factory was built in 2002.

, it was forcibly introduced here as a poverty alleviation project. When I took over, the factory was on the verge of bankruptcy, and the surrounding residents kept complaining. The first thing I did when I took office was to build a sewage treatment plant. In the past, there was only one sewage treatment workshop with incomplete equipment and facilities.

There was no management at all. Later, I expanded the sewage treatment facilities and recruited a group of professional technicians. These people later followed me to the headquarters."

Anfu also recalled that time, in order to train the young master, the old man would not let him follow him and asked the young master to drive to and from get off work by himself.

"The young master only stayed here for less than two years, and things changed a lot." Anfu also thought of that time, but now it seems that the improvements and work done at that time, after more than 10 years, everything seems outdated.

"It's true. I didn't think this place was so shabby at that time."

It's been a long time, and the memories of the past have become distant. If he hadn't gone to the Third Factory yesterday, Liang Zixuan would have almost forgotten that this factory existed.

Since the iteration, the output of end products here is actually not high, but because the degree of mechanization of the production line is not as high as that of factories built after 2016, so although the production plan is not large, overtime work is required to complete the proportion of the current load.

In addition, the operating methods have not been updated and the equipment is old, so naturally there are frequent failures and line shutdowns.

This increased the production burden and caused complaints among employees. Everyone said that the factory was going to close down.

Or, some people have long expected it to close down.

"Ten years." Liang Zixuan counted. The year he left coincided with the New Year of 2011. He went to the headquarters in 2012. This year is 2023, exactly 10 years have passed.

"Miss Jiayin, what happened to you? What happened to you?" An Fu and Liang Zixuan had been talking for a long time, but Yi Jiayin kept his head lowered and did not move.

"So, it's your factory?" Yi Jiayin finally spoke.

"..." Liang Zixuan had a premonition of some unusual emotions, so he did not speak easily.

Anfu was a little anxious, why didn't the young master say anything? This is not the young master's factory, but a project jointly developed by the old man and the village. Mr. Liang doesn't want to open a factory here. First, it is close to the highway and international transportation from the city.

The road is too far, and the labor force here is insufficient. To recruit workers, shuttle buses and dormitories are needed.

Xishui Village is naturally not the Liang family's first choice for a factory...but what's the point of talking about it now?

"I'll take you to a place." Yi Jiayin took out her stiff left hand from Liang Zixuan's hand and sighed, "Your factory killed Ahua."

Ahua?

Liang Zixuan looked at Anfu, who shrugged, took out his cell phone and started looking for Ahua's messages.

Found it!

Anfu copied the relevant content and sent it to Liang Zixuan through social software. Before he could read it, Yi Jiayin had already expected it, "Ahua is a left-behind child sponsored by my family. You...killed her."

"Miss Jiayin, what you said is a bit -" It's too arbitrary. Is this the young master's fault?!

"Anfu!" Liang Zixuan waved his hand to stop him from talking.

The wood has become a boat.

Arguments and explanations are useless.
Chapter completed!