"Uncle Liu, let me temporarily arrange a place for you to stay," Lin Chuan said urgently.
Uncle Liu glanced at Lin Chuan, then silently stood up.
Lin Chuan quickly helped Uncle Liu into his jeep, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, took him away from Changlin Factory.
The only place Lin Chuan could arrange was at Feixiang Transport Company. Zhou Rui learned about the situation and immediately arranged a room for Uncle Liu. Although the room was simple, at least it solved the basic needs for food, drink, and personal hygiene. Li Qiang and the others would bring Uncle Liu a meal when they ate, and would chat with him when they had free time. They all came from the same factory, how could they be short of topics?
"Lin Chuan, it's not appropriate to keep Uncle Liu here indefinitely," Zhou Rui said awkwardly.
"What else can we do?" Lin Chuan said with a wry smile, "We can't just let him be homeless, right?"
