After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Looking at this large and impressive group of people.

The initial panic and fear vanished instantly.

Before entering the factory, I was afraid that the manufacturer might really go all out and kill me, so I sent out the address via live stream.

Consumers were also notified in advance in the rights protection group.

Firstly, it's to give consumers an explanation, and secondly, it's to deter manufacturers.

One person might not have any concerns, but what about ten or a hundred?

As the new group of people barged in, they kept shouting, "Release them!"

"The unscrupulous merchant will lose money!"

I realized, the consumers have arrived!

Their faces were filled with anger, and someone was filming them with their phone.

"Release the person immediately, or we will expose your actions."

"That's right, that's right! You unscrupulous businessman, making money through dishonest means and then trying to silence people?"

"You won't get away with this if you don't release them!"

The manufacturer showed no fear when he saw the crowd of consumers; on the contrary, he was extremely arrogant: "Where did you all come from, you scum who dare to make a scene in my factory?"

As he spoke, he gave a wink to the thug beside him.

The thugs immediately understood and closed the door.

The crowd of consumers who had squeezed in were now trapped!

They were immediately at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, the manufacturer cursed fiercely, "Don't you even know what kind of goods you are? Give them a good beating!"

But before the group of thugs could make a move, the door was kicked open.

Through the gap, I saw a group of consumers gathered outside.

Realizing something was wrong, the manufacturer wanted to call in more people to resort to violence.

However, with so many consumers arriving, the crowd began to resist in an organized and disciplined manner.

Consumers cooperated seamlessly, and manufacturers quickly lost out.

Several consumers protected me and Lao Mo.

After gaining the upper hand, the leader finally started to care about me.

"Gu Mo, are you alright? I'm so sorry we're late."

I was touched and nodded earnestly in response, "Thank you, I'm fine."

After receiving my reply, the leading consumer breathed a sigh of relief, his tone tinged with apology: "This factory is a bit out of the way, it took us a while to find it, thankfully we weren't too late."

With the protection of a group of consumers, I was able to leave the manufacturer's office safely.

During this break, I took everyone to the factory workshop.

Seeing the scene before me, I was completely stunned, my eyes filled with disbelief.

I want to broadcast everything that's happening in front of me, so that everyone can know!

But since his phone was smashed, he had to borrow one from Lao Mo.

After quickly logging into my account, I restarted the live stream.

Many of my fans who were concerned about me just now have flooded in again.

I zoomed in to show the lingerie materials in the live stream.

In this workshop, no sterilization was performed, and raw materials were piled up in the corner, creating a very poor environment.

The underwear was made of inferior materials; even the cotton thrown on the ground was moldy after getting wet.

After showing the truth, I turned the camera on myself and earnestly clarified the situation.

"I apologize to everyone. I really didn't know the quality issue with the underwear would be so serious, but please rest assured that I will definitely follow up on the investigation and give you a satisfactory answer."

Upon hearing my words, the comments section began to scroll continuously.

[It's okay, streamer, we all believe in you.]

[These unscrupulous merchants are incredibly arrogant; you must be careful to stay safe.]

This isn't your problem; it's these manufacturers cutting corners.

Seeing that my fans are willing to believe me, I sincerely apologize to them.

“I also bear an unshirkable responsibility for what happened, and I assure everyone that such a thing will never happen again.”

My attitude drew praise from the fans in the live stream.

[It's okay, streamer. It wasn't your fault to begin with. Don't blame yourself.]

[The fact that you stepped forward to solve the problem is already quite commendable; you're much better than those irresponsible internet celebrities.]

As long as you actively address the problem, we are willing to believe in you.

Seeing the fans' comments, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just then, the workshop door was blocked.

The manufacturer, in a fit of rage, grabbed a stick and walked over.

He was followed by a large group of thugs: "Close the factory gates. Not even a fly is allowed to get out today."

The manufacturer's voice was furious, his eyes fixed on the person inside.

Seeing what the manufacturer did, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

I never expected him to be so bold.

They want to use violence against so many of us in broad daylight.

Upon receiving his order, the thugs went to close the workshop gate.

The consumers immediately became agitated and rushed out.

But as soon as they got close, they were scared away by the sticks of the thugs.

After all, there's no way for someone unarmed to fight against someone who has weapons.

I kept thinking of solutions.

Just as the gate was about to be closed, a series of horn horns sounded outside.

The manufacturer immediately became alert and ordered his men to stop.

Fearing arrest, the group quickly fled.

Not long after, the regulatory authorities and the police walked in together.

I breathed a sigh of relief when the relevant departments came to handle the situation.

A group of consumers surrounded the police and others, talking all at once about what had just happened.

Just then, Lao Mo's concerned voice rang out: "Gu Mo, how are you? Why are you covered in sweat?"

I instinctively wiped the sweat from my forehead and forced a smile to reassure them, "I'm fine."

But my reaction was too far-fetched, and Lao Mo didn't believe me at all.

Old Mo looked down and his gaze fell on my ankle. He immediately exclaimed, "Your ankle is so swollen, how could it be nothing? You must have twisted it just now. Come on, come on, let's go to the hospital."

Before I could react, he dragged me to the hospital.

After a series of examinations, the doctor said my ankle needed to be hospitalized for observation.

I never expected that a simple twist would cause such a serious injury.

Lao Mo helped me complete all the formalities.

Seeing me lying in the hospital bed, Old Mo's tone carried a hint of reproach: "You're risking your life like this, not even caring about your own safety."

Actually, I didn't think that much at the time; I just wanted to handle these things well.

Old Mo sighed helplessly, "It's a good thing you notified the consumers in advance to come and protect their rights, otherwise I don't know how this matter would have ended today."

Thinking about the arrival of the relevant departments, I subconsciously asked him, "Old Mo, why did you think of calling the regulatory authorities? Why didn't you tell me?"

Upon hearing my question, a hint of doubt appeared in Old Mo's eyes, and he almost instantly retorted, "I don't know, I didn't call them."