Yue Le's food processing area.
The company's manager is named Gongsun Guang, an elderly man over fifty.
Morning.
Gongsun Guang, as usual, patrolled the factory.
He was an anomaly in the Gongsun Family; even at his age, he did not want to retire and laze about.
Instead, he enjoyed the state of struggle in his work.
In his own words: "Only when I am at work do I feel that I am truly alive."
Surveying his territory, Gongsun Guang felt happy for being able to live happily.
All around were large machines manufacturing drinks. Conveyor belts, iron works, processing facilities...
All the equipment was the latest machines from Germany.
In the raw materials area, piles of fresh fruits of various kinds lay there.
Gongsun Guang inspected everything, confirmed that no link had any problems, and was ready to lock up and leave.
Suddenly, he heard a sound, like the sound of fire scorching.
Immediately following, an indescribable smell wafted over.
Various chemicals mixed together.
