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This is actually one thing that Fu Tingze and Ruan Mianmian have been unable to figure out.

Why is it that when a rich company has an accident, the business leaders come to the accident site to put on a show?

Are capitalists really so ruthless and indifferent?

In this case, shouldn't it be the most powerful solution for companies to reduce risk?

However, in the eyes of the people, capitalists or rich people always care about money and careless about people's lives.

It's ridiculous!

"Boss, you know I didn't mean that." Choi Jun looked sorry.

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips slightly, ignored Cui Jun, and walked in the direction of the entrance of the rescue passage.

Her white clothes were stained with gray and her hair was messy, but that didn't detract from her thrilling beauty.

After walking a few steps, Ruan Mianmian stopped again and turned to look at Cui Jun.

After all, she couldn't get angry with her partner!

"I know you didn't mean that. But Choi Jun, I hope you can understand what I mean, too. I do hope that Fu Shi can survive this crisis perfectly, but all this is based on the fact that everyone is saved. ”

"And now, I don't want to, and can't put the lives of a dozen workers on the hype. Such a person is in vain! ”

After speaking, Ruan Mianmian left without looking back.

Cui Jun looked at Ruan Mianmian's short but huge back with huge energy, he slightly clenched the hand holding the camera, and countless apologies welled up in his heart.

blame him, he has been living in a circle of intrigue, blame him, and see all truth, goodness and beauty as acting and strategy.

Today, this accident may help him wash away the dirt on his soul, and may make him believe again that there is still a true temperament in this circle.

You see, isn't Ruan Mianmian just a fool with a true temperament who doesn't care about himself?

...

Time gradually passes in a cycle of sweat evaporation and reappearance on the body. Fu Tingze, who was at the bottom of the passage, has not heard from him since.

Ruan Mianmian waited anxiously and panickedly on the ground, and the little baby in her belly kept punching and kicking Ruan Mianmian. She has endured it, how she hopes that this time, she can not gamble.

Time passed little by little, and it had been more than eight hours since the last worker was pressed to the bottom.

The day began to roll out of the stage, and the sky gradually turned blue.

On the construction site, there is only one ambulance and one or two paramedics, all of whom are waiting for the last worker.

At this time, underground.

Fu Ting was indeed at the bottom, he had already found the worker who was being suppressed, and kept talking to him.

Talk about life, ideals, family, and children.

Wherever everything can be discussed, Fu Ting has never stopped.

Several foremen not far from Fu Tingze listened to Fu Tingze's gentle and unhurried speech, and a trace of admiration gradually welled up in their eyes.

In the end, he is a wealthy and noble son, no matter what he does, he is so elegant.

"What's the one thing you want to do most when you go out?" Fu Ting gritted his teeth, a wooden plank on his back, and his handsome face was covered with black plaster.

His shirt was already soaked with sweat, and his hair was dripping.

The last worker, in fact, was lying on the ground, pressed by a big stone, pressed to death, but fortunately, there was no steel around him, as long as Fu Tingze and a few foremen resisted the materials on their bodies, let the firefighters come in, they could save people out.

But right now, the most important thing is to clear the tread on the ground and keep the workers from sleeping.

"The boss can pay the salary." The worker panted and laughed, fantasizing about the day when the money would be distributed.

His lips were chapped as blood came out of the corners of his mouth as the large rock pressed down on him. His rough, chapped hands were covered with white paint.

"Didn't you get paid?" Fu Ting frowned slightly.

"It's been two months in arrears, and it hasn't been paid. If it weren't for this... It was invested by Fu's.. I'm long gone! "The worker moved his neck, and when he moved, he found that it was in great pain.

"Do you believe in Fu?" Fu Ting asked, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.

He was suddenly moved by the simple working people in front of him.

He didn't say anything flowery, just a few simple words, but they were much more beautiful than any beautiful rhetoric.

This is also the first time that Fu Tingze has been in such close contact with workers.

"He's the best in Kyoto." The worker bared his teeth.

"But the best of them collapsed." Fu Ting said apologetically, he looked at the pressed worker, looked at the ordinary clothes on his body, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Behind such a man, he bears a family.

"I think it must be like this..."The worker glanced at Fu Tingze, grinned and panted and replied: "The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, what the boss is doing here, the big boss definitely doesn't know." The big boss is so busy, who can take care of a construction site every day. ”

Fu Ting heard this, but he didn't speak, but his nose was a little sour.

After that, there was a long silence.

"How long have I been pressed?" The worker asked.

He was actually in a coma for a while, and when he woke up, he found that there was a person on his head, and his temperament and appearance were not bad.

"It should have been eight hours." Fu Ting said lightly.

The worker nodded, looked at Fu Tingze, and his face was full of gratitude: "It's also hard for you, you have helped me endure for so long." ”

Fu Ting was silent for a moment, looked at the worker's dark face, closed his eyeliner, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I should." ”

No, I owe you it.

"By the way, I just listened. They are shouting Fu... Tutor.. Is that you? The worker looked at Fu Ting and asked.

Fu Tingze nodded, but Fu Tingze's movements could not be seen in the darkness.

"Then you are. Top banana? "Workers are not fools.

Fu Ting looked at the worker, looked at it for a long time, nodded, and said, "Yes, I am the president of Fu's." ”

The workers stopped talking.

He looked at Fu Tingze for a while, and then lay on the ground, panting slightly. In the dim passage, only a little light can be seen. Although I didn't see what Fu Tingze looked like, he was born in a wealthy family, and he must be different from those of them who deal with cement and concrete all day long.

Seeing that the workers didn't speak, Fu Ting pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry." ”

The workers remained silent.

After that, there was a long silence, until someone in the passage shouted: "The tread above is almost cleaned, and now the fire is coming in!" ”

One after another, Fu Ting shouted: "Good! ”

So, the people in the passage began to clean up the perimeter and make the passage bigger!

Fu Ting, on the other hand, has been carrying the material on top of the workers with his back.

The sound of churning began to echo in the passage, and it didn't take long for two firefighters to come to Fu Tingze with tools.

And when they saw Fu Tingze's movements, they froze!