"Go make this call to Li Jian, tell him that Xiyang Food Factory is besieged, and I'm trapped inside the factory."
Su Wensong knew that Lin Chuxia had gone to find Li Jian yesterday, although he didn't know how their negotiation went. Without uttering another word, he took the phone number and went to make the call.
Seeing him leave, Lin Chuxia turned to address the employees of the Old Food Factory, speaking loudly, "Everyone, please calm down. I want to ask if there is a leader among you? If there is a leader, I hope we can negotiate calmly and rationally."
"Don't listen to her, we have no leaders. We're just here to fight for our livelihoods," someone in the crowd shouted.
As his words ended, others echoed, "Right, we don't have leaders, we are acting on our own initiative."
"Xiyang Food Factory is not leaving us any way to live; we have no choice but to come here and seek an explanation."
"Right, give us back our orders, give us our livelihoods…"
