At the very least, he couldn't back out now.
Zheng Dong, standing to the side, didn't recognize Song Nian, but he knew that the man standing before him, drenched in sweat, must be Little Nuan's younger uncle.
He hurried to introduce himself, "Uncle Song, hello. Both Little Nuan and I live in the provincial capital compound. My name is Zheng Dong, you can just call me Dongzi."
Factory Manager Duan's gaze flickered. Who was Little Nuan, and how did Song Nian come to know such a person?
As for Song Nian, he actually knew of him. He was very capable and had performed well. Last year, there were a few positions for permanent employment, which were given to him, but then they were sold off by him.
When he found out at the time, he wasn't so much angry as he was left with a bad impression.
