Zhu Wencong and James walked into the hotel lobby, watching the employees, regardless of skin color, being merry with wine and conversation.
Discrimination meant nothing to the average person; they only cared if their own lives were good.
At this moment, they were all employees of the same company, with a generous boss, hardworking colleagues, and strict leadership.
Despite the daily overtime work being routine, the provision of room and board was enough to dispel any dissatisfaction.
Periodically, they would even receive essentials like grain, oil, rice, and eggs, which undoubtedly refreshed the workers' perceptions of capitalists.
After all, in those days, capitalists and workers were on opposite sides, and never had a capitalist shown understanding for a worker.
"Fannie! God, I'm ready to hand my job over to my wife, and you agreed to this before," James called his wife over.
