Reborn as an 80s-aged woman, her unfilial son begs for forgiveness on his knees.

The old woman didn't even lift her eyelids, only weakly shaking her head, and cried out in a barely audible voice, "I'm so old and I still get beaten... My grandson is about to be beaten to death, what's the point of me living... If you can't give me justice, I'll die right here at the factory gate!"

The old woman pounded the ground, crying her heart out, but not a single tear fell; she relied entirely on dry wailing to keep up appearances.

The onlookers immediately became furious.

"Get your factory manager out here!"

His son beat someone to death, and he's still hiding inside like a coward. What kind of man is he?!

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt. Make him come out and apologize to the old lady!"

"Just get your factory manager, Mr. Wang, out here right now!"

This is a private matter between Director Wang and the old lady's family. It's none of your business to step in and resolve it.

Could it be that the entire machine factory now belongs to the Wang family?

These words immediately caused an uproar in the crowd.

"Yes! Bring Factory Director Wang out!"

The union members looked at each other, sweating profusely.

If word got out that the machinery factory had become the Wang family's private property, that would be terrible.

"Everyone, everyone, calm down!"

The union chairman wiped the sweat from his brow and stepped forward, forcing a smile. "Director Wang is indeed not at the factory today. He went to a meeting in the provincial capital. We'll send someone to contact him right away. Please don't get agitated. Whatever the matter, our union will handle it impartially and give everyone an explanation!"

"Explanation? What explanation?"

The old woman coughed twice suddenly, her voice rising several decibels: "My grandson is still in the hospital, his life is hanging by a thread! You have to give me an explanation, even if Factory Director Wang isn't here, you have to make him come back now to resolve this!"

"Exactly, they're using the excuse that the person isn't at the factory?"

Do you dare let us in to look for it?

I think he's hiding!

The onlookers immediately joined in the commotion, pushing and shoving forward. The security guards, forming a human wall, were pushed and swayed. The union chairman, sweating profusely, quickly pleaded, "Sir, the factory manager really isn't here!"

"Please come inside the factory with us and wait. We'll send someone to the provincial capital to find him right away. Is that alright?"

"Come on."

What are you trying to do by luring the old man inside?

"Do you want to lock her up, or beat her up to silence her?" Someone in the crowd shouted, immediately stirring up another commotion.

"that is!

You people are showing no respect for the people!

"Your machine factory has gone too far! We, the people, will never allow this!"

"If you don't give us an explanation today, we'll go to the capital to file a complaint!"

Let the leaders see how these corrupt officials, who claim to serve the people, condone their children bullying ordinary citizens!

When they heard that the protest was going to Beijing, the union members were dumbfounded.

They can't control it anymore, they really can't control it!

Let the factory manager handle this himself.

They decided not to stay here and become the first to stick their necks out.

The union chairman, his face ashen, gritted his teeth, offered a few more words of comfort to the old lady, then turned and squeezed through the crowd, hurrying towards the factory's office building.

After returning, I went to see Director Wang.

"Factory manager, what do you think we should do about this? More and more people are gathering outside, and even the old lady is saying she'll 'go to the capital to file a complaint.' If this isn't dealt with soon, something terrible might happen."

"You bunch of useless trash!"

Do you think the factory employs you just to eat?

"You can't even handle something this simple!"

The union chairman also wore a long face, remaining unmoved even when the factory director berated him harshly, unwilling to go out and face the red-eyed crowd any longer.

Factory Director Wang paced back and forth in his office with a gloomy face, on the verge of exploding in rage.

The police station also put pressure on him, urging him to handle the matter quickly and eliminate the negative consequences.

Otherwise, they will have to handle this matter impartially.

But now, how could he dare to go out!

Those people wanted to tear him apart alive. If he showed up, not only would it not solve the problem, but he might also be surrounded and unable to escape.

If he gets beaten up, how will he maintain his authority in the factory? But if he doesn't go out and things get out of hand, and the higher-ups hold him accountable, he won't be able to keep his position as factory manager.

That old woman deserves to die!

These days, it's not fashionable to put up big-character posters, but they've gone and put up a banner for themselves, letting everyone in the area know that the factory director's son is bullying people and is even going to cause a death. Director Wang got angrier and angrier, slamming his fist hard on his desk, making the teacup lid jump up.

If it were just a few people, he could simply have the security guards tie them all up, bring them into the factory, give them a good beating, and then charge them with "storming the factory and disrupting production order," and see if they dared to cause trouble again. But there were so many people, including elderly people, women, and children; he couldn't possibly arrest them all.

Once violence is involved, the situation changes completely, and it will no longer be something the factory can control.

But now, if he doesn't step in, this matter might really get out of control.

He took a deep breath and ordered, "Secretary Liu, go to the workshop and call Wang Mazi here. Have him bring some men to accompany me to the main gate."

Secretary Liu responded and left. A short while later, he returned with a middle-aged man with a fleshy face and a black mole on his chin.

Behind the man were about two hundred young and strong factory workers, each carrying a wrench and an iron bar, their eyes filled with hostility.

Factory Director Wang's eyelids twitched twice, but he felt that with these people in charge, he didn't need to be afraid of a few peasants.

Li Lao Er saw the large group of people from afar. He quickly asked his son to help his mother back a few steps, while he clenched his fists and stared intently at the direction of the factory gate.

"Comrades, look at this! This machine factory is trying to take advantage of their numbers to deal with us!"

Li Lao Er's voice was somewhat hoarse, yet exceptionally loud.

"This is refusing to give us ordinary people any way to survive or any justice!"

"What?"

"Is there no law anymore?!" The crowd erupted in chaos, and several hot-blooded young men rolled up their sleeves and picked up bricks from the ground.

"Let them come!"

I want to see if they can silence us all!

"Protect the victims!"

They'll definitely go back to the victim and take their own lives, so no one can accuse them of murder!

"Is this still our country's machinery factory? This is clearly a capitalist's henchmen, a den of bandits who rob and plunder!"

How can our new society tolerate such tyrannical bullies running rampant!

"Down with the criminal gangs! Give us ordinary people justice!"

The crowd was outraged, and their shouts were deafening.

Factory Director Wang stood at the factory gate, his face ashen, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

What did he do?!

Before he could even say a word, these peasants had already slapped such a huge label on him.