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The more resistant the migrant worker is, the more it shows that he knows Lvcheng Electronics Factory.

"Go away, don't delay my work. If you are late, you will be deducted!" The migrant worker pushed me away. He was very strong, but I did not move and grabbed his arm instead.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm not a bad person, and I have no other intention of asking about the factory. I heard they were recruiting there, but I forgot the address." I lied.

"What? Are you going to work in that factory?" The migrant worker's eyes almost popped out when he heard this, as if he didn't believe his ears, "Did I hear correctly?"

"That's right, I saw the recruitment information online, but my phone's battery is dead and I can't find the address. The application time is about to pass. Brother, please do me a favor." I said anxiously.

The migrant worker looked at me strangely: "That factory has collapsed a long time ago. Why are you applying for the job?"

"Collapsed?" I was stunned for a moment, "Did I remember the name of the factory wrong? It's an electronics factory anyway, and it seems to be right next to Lvcheng. If I find Lvcheng, I can find the one I want to apply for."

"All the factories in that area have collapsed, and there are only a few factories left alive in the South District. Brother, if you really want to find a job, look for it here."

The migrant worker took out his cell phone and took a look, with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

"I really have to get to work, please give in."

"Brother, please do me a favor. I really have something to do at Lvcheng Electronics Factory." I took out five hundred cash and stuffed it into the rough hands of the migrant worker.

The migrant worker was startled and instinctively took two steps back.

"You, what do you do?"

"It's not convenient to disclose it to the public, but you must believe that I am definitely not a bad person." I said mysteriously.

The migrant worker looked at my red banknotes and was obviously moved, but hesitant.

Although five hundred yuan is not much, the income of migrant workers here is not high. They can easily get five hundred yuan just by revealing a piece of information, and no one is willing to do so.

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but that factory." The migrant worker glanced at the time, his expression anxious and embarrassed.

"Brother, please tell me everything you know." I put the money into the hands of the migrant workers again, "You must keep this money, it is considered as lost wages!"

The hands of the migrant workers holding the money were shaking slightly.

I lit a cigarette for him.

After taking a few puffs, the migrant worker glanced in the direction of the North District, with fear and a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"It was a black factory," he said.

I nodded and waited for him to continue.

"Actually, I've worked in that factory before. The boss Guizi Zi was a shady man. He made us work overtime day and night, and he didn't pay us overtime pay."

"After only one month of working, I lost a lot of weight! I gritted my teeth and worked for another two months in order to get back the overtime pay I was squeezed out of."

"Who knew that the turtle boss actually said that the factory was closed down! Not only were overtime pay not paid, but the salary was only half. Of course we don't agree!"

"The boss asked us to sign an agreement, saying that we would go to a new factory. The wages and benefits would be twice those here, and food and accommodation would be included. But it would be a closed job, with only one holiday a year."

"His previous salary has not been realized. Who believes that his new factory will have such good treatment? We definitely don't want to sign, but it's impossible not to sign."

"That little turtle is a very thief. If you don't sign, you won't be paid any less than our salary! There's no way, we don't have much culture, it's not easy to make some money, but most people have signed."

"I was so tired and sick that I didn't sign. Otherwise, I might be like those guys and never come back."

I asked sensitively: "Gone forever, why?"

"It has been a year since the boss went to the new factory with anyone, and none of them have come back. Two days before the start, we were still in contact by phone, but after a week, the phone calls were unavailable."

"All of them are missing? If so, the family members should call the police."

"The strange thing is that their wages are paid back on time every month. It is said that it is because of closed management that they cannot make calls to outsiders."

"How old are we, and there is still a factory like this?" I rubbed my chin and thought, these workers must have been deceived into doing illegal work.

But if it were just like this, this migrant worker's face would not change color when he heard the name of Lvcheng Electronics Factory.

"What happened next?"

The migrant worker took two long puffs of cigarette.

"The recruitment advertisements of that black-hearted factory have never stopped. Some people who applied there walked into that factory and never came out again!"

"Didn't you say that the factory has gone bankrupt?"

"Yes, it's said to be bankrupt. Who knows if that's true? Sometimes there are job advertisements from that black-hearted factory posted on the telephone poles here."

"The wages are so high that many people have been deceived!"

"I saw that they were still recruiting workers, so I ran back to take a look, but the factory building was already in ruins. There were spider webs everywhere and there was no sign of a ghost."

The migrant worker was very angry. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and pressed it out with his feet, as if the cigarette butt was the evil factory owner who had harmed him.

"I met a young man about your age not long ago. At that time, he was also asking about that black-hearted factory, and he even borrowed my mobile phone to make a call. I gave him directions, but"

The migrant worker sighed deeply with regret and guilt on his face.

"I gave him directions, and I might have harmed him!"

"Two days later, I almost forgot about it. Suddenly I received a text message on my phone, just two words: Help! I called back, but the phone was turned off again."

"I don't know why, but I always felt that the guy sent me the message. Two days later, I called again, and the number became empty."

A bankrupt factory never stopped recruiting workers, and the people who entered the factory to apply for jobs never came back. It seemed that this factory had a big problem.

I asked, "Did you call the police?"

"I reported it, and they said they couldn't find the source of the call. They sent someone to the factory to see it. It turned out to be a factory that had been abandoned for a long time, with no one in it."

The migrant worker frowned tightly, his eyes filled with doubts and confusion.

"Brother, that's all I know. I don't think you are a bad person. You'd better not go to that factory. Making money is important, but if the people are gone, nothing will be left."

"I don't want you to be like that little brother, alas."

Although migrant workers live at the bottom of society, they are downright good people.

"Thank you, brother. Don't worry, I know what's going on." I smiled gratefully at him. "Tell me your address and I'll go over and take a look. If you feel something is wrong, come back right away."

Then, he added another question: "By the way, there's also the boss's name."

"The factory is in Building 44, North District. The paint on the door has peeled off and I can't see the name." The migrant worker looked at the time and became obviously anxious. "I only know that the boss's name is Zhang Jianming, and the phone has long been blocked."