"Director Li, as the head of this orphanage, you should care for the children here. It's freezing, and everyone is shivering in thin shirts, barely able to eat or sleep. Meanwhile, you're cozy by the stove, watching TV. This is negligence!" Gu Yang's young voice rang out, stern and full of righteousness.
Director Li was momentarily stunned, surprised that such a little kid could speak so logically. But the surprise quickly faded, and he didn't take her seriously at all.
He sneered arrogantly, "So what? Get lost, or I won't even let you eat!"
Gu Yang's face darkened. "You don't give us food—the country does! The money for this orphanage doesn't belong to you. It's from the government, for us! And now, you're pocketing it instead of buying us clothes?"