Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The foreman was eating, his mouth smeared with oil, when before he could react, a hand suddenly grabbed his neck and slammed him against the wall, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

Things on the table were scattered all over the floor, the ink bottle was broken, and a few drops even splashed onto the foreman's face.

It took the people around him a long time to react. They dropped what they were holding and tried to pull him away, but Qin Du didn't dodge. Veins bulged on his forehead as he punched the overseer in the face again and again.

He was never a civilized person; he grew up fighting like this in Xinniu Village.

"What are you all standing there for?! Hurry up and call them in!"

"Qin Du, what you're doing is illegal! Do you believe I'll have you arrested?"

The people next to him were so angry that they roared at Qin Du and kept grabbing his hand.

Qin Du was already in a rage. He grabbed the axe next to him and swung it at the ground, the handle aimed straight at the overseer's temple.

The foreman had been beaten unconscious, but when he saw the axe coming towards him, he suddenly felt a surge of strength and quickly crawled to the side.

The axe grazed his body and chopped down on the table, breaking it in two. The foreman felt a sharp pain in his ear, and blood gushed out instantly.

The workers outside rushed in, but they all hesitated at the door, not daring to come in at all.

The man with the whip roared in anger, "If you don't stop him, you can forget about getting any money!"

Several daring workers gritted their teeth, picked up steel clubs, and slammed them hard on Qin Du's back. Qin Du took several blows, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes were completely covered with bloodshot veins.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the workers, exuding a kind of madness. The workers were startled by his gaze and involuntarily backed away.

With a loud "clang".

The workers were so frightened that they dropped their iron spikes and ran away.

They're here to make money, not to lose their lives.

The man who had just been holding the whip was now pinned under Qin Du's feet. Blood was streaming from Qin Du's forehead, and his body was covered in a mixture of blood and mud, making him look like a demon.

"Heh...heh..."

The man's face turned bright red. He opened his mouth wide and gripped Qin Du's shoes tightly, trying to get his feet off his neck. His body began to convulse violently, and his eyes widened.

The other supervisors in the factory huddled in a corner, trembling with fear, and dared not step forward to stop them.

"Ten dollars, or your head?"

It was completely dark outside. Qin Du was backlit, so his face was not visible at all. All that could be heard was his hoarse voice, like a bellows.

The man was completely broken down, his face covered in tears and snot, and he shakily pulled money out of his pocket.

The workers outside were quiet; they were all listening to what was happening inside. No one had ever been able to get their wages on time.

They hoped that if Qin Du got the money, he could help them get the money too.

Finally, someone came out of the factory, and the workers outside immediately fell silent. Hundreds of workers' eyes were all focused on Qin Du. Qin Du was covered in wounds, and blood kept flowing down his body, but judging from his calm appearance, he must have already received the money.

No one spoke, then a scream suddenly erupted from the factory: "Whoever catches him first gets paid!"

The workers didn't move for a moment; they looked at each other, hesitant.

Qin Du dragged his battered body, not glancing at anyone else, and walked to the dilapidated tractor. There was still oil on the fuel tank cap, and the cold wind kept blowing on his wounds.

With a loud "boom".

The tractor started.

The foreman practically crawled out of the factory building; his face was covered in blood, his eyes were bulging out of their sockets, and his expression was grotesque: "What are you all standing there for? Whoever catches him gets paid today!"

The workers exchanged glances, then without further hesitation, all rushed towards Qin Du.

Qin Du didn't treat these people like human beings either. He started the machine and crashed it forward. The machine emitted acrid black smoke, and the forest farm was a mess. Qin Du looked at the workers who were lying on the ground, without any emotion in his eyes.

It was completely dark when Qin Du was jolted along the mountain road. The dim headlights barely illuminated the road ahead. He felt his wounds starting to burn and cold sweat gradually forming on his back.

With only two days left before the deadline for college entrance examination registration, he had to rush back as soon as possible.

His mother was waiting for him, and she was waiting for him too...

His vision began to blur, and Qin Du bit his tongue until it bled, trying to clear his head.

The pain from the wound made the veins on his forehead twitch involuntarily, but after a while, his thoughts began to blur again.

Just then, a loud roar suddenly came from above.

Qin Du looked up abruptly, and a large swath of snow mixed with pebbles rushed down in an instant. Before he could react, the car was lifted into the air and instantly lost all support.

Soon, the mountains returned to peace.

A few days ago, the commune was packed with people, but these days there are fewer people because everyone who was supposed to register has already done so.

Ji Chaoxi counted down the days, but still didn't receive any news from Qin Du. She was so anxious that she rushed into the commune office.

The commune director frowned at her: "That's not true. Everything is done according to the rules."

"He'll be back soon. Can't I register him first? You all know Qin Du, right?" Ji Chaoxi was so anxious she was almost crying.

The commune cadre sneered, "How could we not know each other? Qin Du, the son of a 'black five categories,' don't you know his class background?"

"The college entrance examination doesn't consider family background!" Ji Chaoxi retorted.

The director seemed to be mocking her naivety: "Zhu Xin's sister, let me put it this way, even if Qin Du came today, he still wouldn't be able to do it."

He sized up Ji Chaoxi, raising an eyebrow: "Maybe he just didn't want to sign up himself. But you, you seem so concerned about him, are you two dating?"

The female cadre next to him clicked her tongue and glared at him: "Alright, you can't just say things like that."

Ji Chaoxi watched them silently, holding the photos and money Qin Du had left behind, intending to fill out the forms for him directly.

But the person in charge tore it up as soon as she filled it out.

The person in charge glared at her: "What's wrong with you, little brat? Does Ji Zhuxin even know about this? Rules are rules!"

"You're just bullying Qin Du! I saw it all. Even though Jiang Lao Er didn't come, you still signed him up." Ji Chaoxi's eyes were red.

The person in charge's expression changed, and he shouted, "Try shouting again! You're quite clever, aren't you? If you keep this up, believe me, you'll drag your sister down with you!"

"If you keep making noise, you might as well not take the exam!"

Xie, the educated youth, heard these words as soon as he entered through the door.

He quickly pulled Ji Chaoxi away: "Chaoxi, don't be like this. It's such an important thing as college entrance exam registration. Qin Du himself doesn't care, so why are you caring about it for him?"

Ji Chaoxi pushed him away, wiped away her tears, and left with her head down.