In the suburban factory building, Cheryl angrily threw the materials in her hand onto the table. "These b*stards are deliberately targeting us!"
One of the project managers spoke up, "Ms. Sanchez, they aren't stopping any other vehicles on the road, just ours. We reported it to the police, but every time the police come, they run off, and as soon as the police leave, they come back. We can't keep dragging this project out."
It turned out that a group of people had been blocking the only road that led to the factory.
These people had no reason to stop the factory's vehicles, but they did, even going so far as to scatter nails on the road at times.
Since there was only one road into the factory, this had severely restricted the flow of raw materials, and production efficiency had plummet
