The crowd around reacted and surrounded the two elderly men to the office, where there was an electric heater, which was the best-conditioned place in the company.
Wu Wenjun walked over to Ye Tian, who was standing there, with an apologetic face, "Brother Ye Tian, I'm sorry."
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On the hill behind the company, Ye Tian crouched and smoked, overlooking the whole company. He had always been thinking about choosing personnel, but this idea wavered for the first time in his heart.
Everyone has their own life, yet the individual's life is so fragile in the face of living, inherently delicate things—if taken for one's own use, wouldn't it be the same as plotting for wealth at the expense of lives? Moreover, he couldn't guarantee to give them a safer life or a better future.
No matter how formidable the Dragon Team was, they were still not invincible. He really couldn't persuade himself to drag these people with families into the battlefield to face death.
