章 77: Chapter 77 Adverse Evidence

With performance earnings of five million, a commission of 20%—that's one million—it's no wonder so many people know it's a tiger's den yet still converge like moths to a flame.

However, Lin Chuan remained unmoved in his heart.

Make money in the factory; spend it in the factory; not a penny should be taken home.

Once you really enter the factory, you might never leave that small plot of land for the rest of your life.

Third floor of the factory.

It was shabby and dilapidated inside, with messy wires on the floor, desks set apart, divided by wooden boards, forming chat rooms.

On the walls, slogans were painted in red, blood-stirring words.

'Sleep on the floor today, become a boss tomorrow.'

'Want success? Go mad first, charge toward money with no regrets.'

'Fight once, rich for three generations, only hard work keeps you from failure.'

Lin Chuan sat at workstation number 8027, with two dedicated phones and a computer in front of him.

He has truly become a 'salesman.'