Armor: Shura appears at the beginning

"Hey, husband, why did you get up so early today?"

Mr. Lin's wife was quite surprised to see that her husband was going against his usual behavior and getting ready to go to work early.

Mr. Lin coughed lightly, trying to hide his nervousness, and said in a calm tone, "Oh, there is a critical meeting at the company today, so I have to go and prepare early."

He had put on a neat suit and looked no different from usual, but his heart was in turmoil.

Although the blow of unemployment has already come, he still does not have the courage to tell his family this cruel fact.

"Well, then don't work too hard." The lady gently advised, and a trace of worry surged in her heart as she watched her husband hurried out the door.

"Come back early in the evening. We'll be waiting for you at home for dinner." The lady stood at the door, watching Mr. Lin's back gradually going away, and whispered.

"Okay, I understand." Mr. Lin's voice was slightly choked. He didn't dare to look back, for fear that his wife would notice something was wrong with him.

"Goodbye..." Mr. Lin said softly, and then walked out of the house quickly, fearing that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to help but reveal the secret in his heart.

......

Happy Dumpling House

Xiao Song walked into the dumpling restaurant and scanned the store. He did not see Li Xinnan, but unexpectedly found another person he wanted to see.

It was a middle-aged man in a blue suit with a sad face, sitting in a corner, thinking alone.

"Mr. Lin?!" Xiaosong shouted in surprise. He didn't expect to meet the person he originally planned to interview here.

He walked quickly to the chair opposite Mr. Lin and sat down, and asked impatiently, "Hello, are you Mr. Lin from Xiaoya Textile Group?"

Mr. Lin, who was lost in thought, was startled by the question and looked up at the young man sitting opposite him. Before he could ask, Xiaosong had already taken out his work ID.

"Hello, I'm Xiaosong, a reporter from the Eighth Days Magazine." Xiaosong introduced himself, "Our editor-in-chief hopes that I can interview you."

Mr. Lin looked at Xiaosong and smiled bitterly. "I used to be, but now, I am not." He said lightly, "There is nothing good for me to interview."

Xiaosong was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He understood what Mr. Lin meant, but he did not agree.

He knew that Mr. Lin had a very high reputation in Xiaoya Textile Group, but he suddenly resigned during the change of senior management. There must be an unknown story behind this.

Despite facing numerous difficulties, Xiaosong did not give up easily. After careful consideration, he found a novel entry point for the interview and then slowly proposed:

"I heard that you recently chose to resign. Perhaps we can change the topic and discuss in depth the twenty years you have spent at Xiaoya Textile Group and the considerations behind your resignation this time?"

Xiaosong's eyes were full of anticipation. He knew very well that if he could uncover the truth behind Mr. Lin's resignation, this report would surely attract widespread attention from the society.

Mr. Lin frowned slightly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. Finally, he made up his mind and said in a deep voice:

"I am willing to accept your interview, but there is a condition."

Xiaosong responded without hesitation: "Please tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Mr. Lin looked directly at Xiaosong and said word by word:

"My request is that you must convey my words truthfully and completely without any distortion or concealment. I promise that every word I say is true."

Seeing Mr. Lin's serious expression, Xiaosong had a premonition that there must be some unknown secret behind this.

He speculated that General Lin might have suffered some kind of injustice, but this made him more determined to interview him.

"Boss Lin, I agree to your request!" Xiaosong responded firmly, "So, when do we start?"

Mr. Lin thought for a moment and replied, "It's too crowded and noisy here. Why don't we go somewhere else to talk in detail?"

Xiaosong immediately agreed: "I'll follow your instructions. I'll go wherever you point me."

......

On the park bench, Xiaosong, holding a recorder, began a conversation with Mr. Lin.

"Mr. Lin, thank you very much for accepting my interview." Xiaosong's tone was full of respect.

"Well, okay, let's get started." Mr. Lin nodded, took a deep breath, and said firmly,

"As for Xiaoya Textile Group, a company that has achieved brilliant results in the export field, there are actually many unknown problems behind it."

"First of all, I want to say that this company does not have the outstanding export performance that the outside world sees." Mr. Lin's eyes revealed anger.

"All the export records are a carefully planned fake."

"There are serious problems in various aspects such as fund borrowing, tax registration and business operations." Mr. Lin's voice became more and more excited.

"These problems are not just simple violations of regulations, but are also harmful to the entire society and economy!"

“These problems have been covered up by the company’s top management, and some people have even been suppressed and retaliated against for exposing them.”

Lin's words were full of helplessness and indignation, "But I can't remain silent any longer."

"I have left Xiaoya Textile Group now, so I decided to stand up and make these problems public." Mr. Lin's eyes were firm and resolute.

"I want to let the public know the truth and let them understand the darkness behind this company."

Xiaosong listened carefully to Mr. Lin's story and took notes quickly in his notebook.

He understood that the content of this interview would attract huge social attention.

He feels a great sense of responsibility, but at the same time he is proud to be able to participate in such reporting.

Mr. Lin paused for a moment to give Xiaosong some time to record his thoughts. Then, he spoke again, continuing to expose the various problems of the Little Duck Textile Group...