Abstractly speaking, that's indeed the case.
The remedy for their suffering is indeed not the "silver pound," nor any kind of sovereignty, but perhaps the conscience that Mr. Sak Jifeng and Mr. Horace might possess.
The discussions among people continued throughout the afternoon, until the lunch break was over, and the foremen herded them back to their workstations like cattle.
But this time, everyone cooperated willingly.
Not only did they cooperate, but they were full of enthusiasm!
The sound of the looms had never been so spirited, and the collective determination was so strong that even Horace, who happened to pass by the workshop, was visibly taken aback.
By Saint Sis—
It turns out this bunch had been slacking off all along!
This is just too wicked!
...
After traversing mountains and rivers, the liquidity injected into the market by Andes Bank finally made its way into the hands of the workers in the New Industrial Zone.
