The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

Neither of them spoke, and they remained silent for a long while.

Captain Wang suppressed his anger and spoke in a deep voice, "Director Sun, have you prepared enough food for these people to go to Inner Mongolia for a few days?"

If he wasn't prepared, he really couldn't resist.

"Captain Wang, you can rest assured about that," Director Sun quickly interjected, pointing to a spot not far away, "Look, the grain is all piled up over there!"

Captain Wang looked in that direction and saw a row of grain piled up.

His tone softened: "Alright, Director Sun, let's get on the bus."

"Okay, thank you for your understanding, Captain Wang."

Director Sun breathed a sigh of relief and instructed a few people dressed as clerks: "Xiao Liu, take a few people and help move the grain. Be quick about it."

Then, turning to face the crowd, he announced in a loud voice, "Everyone, get moving! The transport team is about to depart!"

After that sound, those who had been waiting began to slowly approach the car.

Captain Wang then approached the transport team, his expression still grave.

Seeing this, Master Chen stepped forward and asked with concern, "Old Wang, what happened? Why do you look so pale?"

"Yes, just tell me what's wrong!" another master chimed in.

Captain Wang sighed, pointed at the group of people boarding the bus, and slowly said, "As you all have probably seen, most of them are wearing thin clothes."

The members of the transport team all nodded. They had seen it before they even got off the truck, and they all felt terrible.

Seeing everyone nod, Captain Wang's tone became more serious:

"Everyone in Inner Mongolia knows that it can freeze to death at night. I'd like to ask for your help; could you lend them your blankets for the journey?"

"What!" Master Guo exclaimed, his face full of disbelief. "Old Wang, haven't the higher-ups given them any warm clothes?"

The other experienced workers also changed their expressions.

They didn't mind lending out the blankets, but what if someone actually froze to death on the way? Who would be responsible? Wouldn't they be the ones to take the blame?

Captain Wang knew what these veteran workers were worried about, but since it was an order from above, he could only bite the bullet and say:

"Old Guo, and all the other workers, let's share the blankets with them. If they squeeze in a bit, they should be able to get through this."

"No! Absolutely not!"

Master Zheng in the team immediately refused, "Old Wang, I can listen to you on other things, but this is definitely not going to work. I won't do it."

"Yeah! Isn't this just blatantly making us get ripped off?" Master Guo chimed in.

The other chefs also chimed in, each offering their own opinion, and the scene immediately erupted into a lively discussion.

The apprentices hadn't quite grasped the situation yet, wondering to themselves: "It's just borrowing a quilt, why are the masters reacting so strongly?"

Director Sun, who was directing people to get into the car, noticed the commotion and immediately put on a smile as he walked over from a short distance away.

"Masters, what are you all chatting about? It's so lively!" he asked with a smile.

When Captain Wang saw that it was Director Sun, he thought to himself that this trouble was caused by him.

So he cleared his throat and pressed his hand down:

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Director Sun, who is in charge of this mission, is here. Let him tell us what he has to say."

He then turned to Sun and said, "Director Sun, you've come at the right time. Please explain this to the drivers at our transportation station."

Director Sun's smile visibly froze, unsure of what to explain.

The masters, as if they had found an outlet, immediately turned their attention to that.

Master Guo was the first to question, "Director Sun, why aren't you giving them cotton-padded coats? Do you know how cold it is at night in Inner Mongolia?"

"That's right! Director Sun, you can't just cheat us like this!" Master Zheng chimed in.

The other craftsmen echoed his sentiments, their expressions filled with indignation.

Upon hearing this, Director Sun was filled with regret. Why had he come over here?

He glanced at Captain Wang, hoping to ask him for help to get out of this predicament.

But Captain Wang simply turned his head to the side, completely ignoring the conversation.

Director Sun just used the leadership to pressure him, so he should handle this himself.

Seeing this, Director Sun cursed inwardly.

He took a deep breath, looked around at the masters with their various expressions, and said sincerely, "Masters, I know you have concerns. To be honest, it's true that we weren't well prepared."

"But as you can see from the current situation, these people are all fleeing famine from Henan. It's a miracle they made it this far alive. They've already exchanged their meager belongings for food along the way."

"I received a direct order from above; the person must be sent away today. We can only get the clothes once we get to Inner Mongolia; I have no choice."

Director Sun pointed to the group of people climbing onto the vehicle, saying, "Look at them, and look at where they're living. They won't have a real chance to survive until they reach Inner Mongolia. Drivers, can you really bear to do this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes welled up with tears.

He wasn't heartless; he was busy here, witnessing too many partings and deaths.

The number of people who have come in the past month or so is not just over a hundred, but several thousand.

The first group was accommodated in the city, but there were just too many people, and later on, they couldn't even distribute cotton-padded clothes.

After his persuasive arguments and reasoning, the masters wavered.

Master Guo, who had been the most vocal earlier, opened his mouth but ultimately swallowed his words.

Seeing that everyone's expressions relaxed, Director Sun immediately assured them:

"As for responsibility, rest assured, everyone. If any problems arise on the road, I, Sun, will take full responsibility and will not implicate you."

After he finished speaking, the experienced workers felt a little embarrassed.

"Director Sun, since you've said that, how can we not agree? Are we even human?" Master Guo's tone softened first.

The other experienced workers nodded in agreement, though they didn't say anything more, their meaning was clear.

Seeing this, Captain Wang spoke up at the right moment: "Since everyone has no objections, let's get started and help get the person into the car."

He paused, looked at Li Kaixin, and said, "Kaixin, you stay. I have something to tell you."

After the masters and apprentices dispersed, Li Kaixin asked, somewhat confused, "Captain Wang, were you looking for me?"

"Kaixin, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you these next few days," Captain Wang said earnestly. "If any of those people fall ill along the way, please be sure to help them."

"No problem." Li Kaixin immediately agreed, then added seriously, "Even if you didn't say anything, I wouldn't stand idly by if something really happened."

He initially thought it was something difficult, leaving him alone.

Captain Wang stepped forward and patted Li Kaixin on the shoulder with satisfaction. Without saying anything more, he turned around and went to help his own car.