Xu Xiaoyang had heard others mention the Houshan Village Glass Factory before. But not much was known about the place, and usually when people mentioned the place, they would automatically digress, and it was obvious that people did not want to talk about it.
Then he heard Xu Haoran sitting on the coffee table and saying to the few people next to him.
"This Houshan Village Glass Factory, ah, it's a long story, it was originally just a very ordinary glass factory."
"At first it was a state-run enterprise, relatively large in scale, and could be said to be one of our more famous and long-established enterprises in Ningzhou."
"This glass factory is said to date back to the Republican era, and was built by the foreigners at first; in those days, glass shells were a scarce commodity, so with demand outstripping supply, this glass [Pen Interesting Court www.biqugexx.biz] factory was very large."
"Later, when the foreigners were fought off by us, the government took over there, and after decades of operation and construction, the Houshan Village glass factory became bigger and bigger."
"It is said to have covered an area of over a hundred acres, and in its heyday, the whole factory had over six hundred people."
Tifa inquired curiously, "So what happened afterwards to make you guys talk about this glass factory?"
Hearing Tifa suddenly spout an idiom, Xu Haoran laughed out loud and said, "You speak this idiom quite well, sister."
"Let me tell you, don't be afraid if this matter is talked about, don't blame me if you can't sleep at night."
Tifa rolled her eyes in disgust, "You're bluffing, there are only two things in this world that can scare me."
"Haven't you noticed that I'm braver than you men when it comes to facing zombies?"
"I don't know who it was that was chased by zombies while playing the game and wailed."
Xu Haoran coughed twice, "Let's not mention those unhappy things ah, let's talk about the Back Mountain Glass Factory."
"The story is like this, back then the Houshan Glass Factory was built next to a village, in those days, the population was not that large and the city was very small."
"Later on, as the development of Ningzhou became more and more intense, the glass factory, which was originally very remote, was instead in a relatively lively place."
"The glass factory was next to a mountain which was supposed to have good feng shui, so in those days of economic depression, as there were fewer and fewer workers in the back of the mountain glass factory and production was getting lower and lower, a number of owners set their sights on the glass factory site."
Tifa listened with great interest and hurriedly opened her mouth to inquire, "And then what happened?"
Xu Haoran suddenly stood up, and he deliberately kept his voice down.
"It was a night of thunderstorm when the factory manager of the Houshan Glass Factory. Because the long recession had caused him to be under more and more pressure, so much so that he developed schizophrenia."
"One night, he recruited all the nearly two hundred employees of the Back Mountain Glass Factory into a factory workshop, saying that he was going to hold a commendation meeting here as a way to stimulate everyone's motivation."
"The meeting was going well, but halfway through the meeting, the factory manager suddenly locked the door and poured gasoline, which had been prepared in advance, down from the top of the factory."
"Then, in full view of the crowd, he took the lead and ignited the flames as he turned himself into a fireball and pounced on the crowd!"