"No matter how many times you come here, the result will always be the same. You have to pay a deposit!" Babalu said.

"I will bring people here!" the military representative said again, his tone seemed less friendly.

"No matter how many people you bring, this is the result. I am responsible for everyone in the whole factory!" Babalu did not give in.

As a result, everyone could only part ways unhappy.

Afterwards, Busca was a little worried, so he discussed: "I can lead everyone to work overtime, and we can still finish the work in a hurry!"

But Babalu shook his head: "If he pays, I will work overtime with you!"

In fact, he was a little worried, but he was still very happy when he thought that today's three business deals were completed into two, and everyone had food reserves for next month and clothing materials for winter. After sending Busca away, he

I put on my work clothes and got ready to go to work.

Babalu is now the worker leader in the factory, but he always thought that this was just a part-time job, and that his real job was actually the monitor of the 3rd shift of the miners.

Just as he walked out of his office, he was stopped again.

"Are we here again? Over at Warehouse No. 3? A smuggler? An arms reseller? Or a fugitive?"

"Yes, yes...it seems to be Brother Kelmo!" the other party said cautiously.

Babalu was startled for a moment, and then glared at the other party so fiercely that he wanted to shrink into a corner and never come out. Then, the young worker leader also showed a distressed look on his face, like when he just came to deal with the military representatives.
Chapter completed!