Feng Lin stepped forward and opened the door.
Outside was a muscular man in a short-sleeve shirt, "Boss, we... damn! Who are you?"
"Your grandpa!"
Feng Lin kicked out fiercely.
The muscular man's body flew backward, crashing into the wall behind him.
Feng Lin grabbed his neck, then turned his head to Zhao Qingqing, "Qingqing, let's go."
"Okay!"
Zhao Qingqing hurriedly followed behind Feng Lin. As she descended the stairs, she felt some pain in her legs.
But she endured it, not showing any sign of discomfort.
She had no idea how she would face Director Xu in the future.
She was a kind-hearted woman and always felt like she had become the other woman.
More importantly, Director Xu had shown her kindness and opportunity.
She sighed deeply, knowing she could only take things one step at a time.
Feng Lin, holding the muscular man by the neck, quickly headed to the factory's warehouse.
