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"The Harvest Festival doesn't seem all that lively anymore, dear Ms. Bonnie." Pushing open the door of the National Publishing House, young editor Durte noticed Ms. Bonnie standing by the window. As the secretary to the president of the publishing house, she seemed to be observing the situation on the street opposite.
Having just come from there, he naturally knew what the situation on the street was—Mr. Malin's corporation had shut down all its factories for seven days, leaving the workers unpaid, while other employers from the merchants' association were exploiting the situation. They had lowered the weekly wages and extended the contract terms, attempting to divide Mr. Malin's workforce.
But surprisingly, these workers were not crushed by life's burdens; they gathered on the streets, protesting every day, wishing to regain their jobs.
Regrettably, however, all of Mr. Malin's factories had been closed.
