Siheyuan, I, Silly Zhu, picked up the Qinman script

When Liu Lan spread the news to everyone.

Silly Zhu walked in from outside.

The co-workers who were already gossiping about Sha Zhu's arrest suddenly gathered around Sha Zhu, like studious primary school students, focusing their eyes full of curiosity on Sha Zhu's body.

"you?"

No one responded to Silly Zhu’s question.

On the contrary, Liu Lan, taking advantage of Silly Zhu's return, showed the firm expression towards the surrounding workers that my news was credible.

"Master, I don't know what happened in the factory just now. Rumors suddenly spread that you were arrested by the police. Many people were talking about it. We didn't believe it. We were thinking about how to refute those people. Here you are."

"I thought something was going on. It was because of this incident that someone called me to go to the police station. They just asked me about some previous things, whether I hated my father, and asked me if I had received the remittance slip from my father. Asked if the remittance slip was mailed directly to Yuyu, nothing else."

See Liu Lan.

Liu Lan's nickname suddenly came to mind.

Rolling mill loudspeaker.

Since Zhang Shihao entrusted this matter to Shazhu, Shazhu didn't think about how to carry out the tasks assigned by Zhang Shihao. He couldn't go out by himself. He told him one by one that I was called to the police station and it was nothing serious. People just asked me if I had received the remittance slip from He Daqing.

He took the initiative to explain the situation.

It's not beautiful.

It gives people the feeling of doing it on purpose, making people subconsciously think too much and mistakenly think it is a trap.

The best solution is to tell the matter through Liu Lan's mouth.

Professional matters must be left to professionals.

Liu Lan took action, and it was estimated that it would not take long. Zhang Shihao asked Shazhu if he had received the remittance order, and the news spread like wildfire, and it would naturally reach Yi Zhonghai's ears.

Liu Lan is his best tool.

"Liu Lan, you have to go out and talk to the co-workers. Just say that I, Silly Zhu, am fine and have cooperated with the police comrades. Otherwise, the co-workers may not know how to arrange for me. I will leave it to you, Liu Lan, to restore my reputation. Comrade."

Silly Zhu deliberately emphasized his tone towards Liu Lan. He guessed that Liu Lan understood what he meant.

But I didn't expect that the bull's head was right.

Liu Lan, who clearly understood Sha Zhu’s intention, after leaving the second cafeteria, what she said was clearly not what Sha Zhu told her, but turned into a matter of Sha Zhu riding a police motorcycle. She bluntly said that Sha Zhu was the number one in the steel rolling mill. A person who has ridden a public security tricycle.

These things.

It has nothing to do with Yi Zhonghai.

At this moment.

Yi Zhonghai, the only remaining eighth-level worker in the steel rolling mill, was sweating profusely in the conference room and felt extremely weak.

I thought about it a lot, but I never thought that the factory leaders would get involved in this matter.

Yi Zhonghai's heart became unbalanced.

Secretly said: I, Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang have a bad reputation and have been scolded as bastards worse than dogs by the workers in the steel rolling mill. You factory leaders did not come forward and punished Yi Zhonghai in the form of a broadcast notice. Let me Yi Zhonghai. Zhonghai’s reputation was in disrepute. Now that Si Zhu’s reputation has been discredited, your factory leaders are anxious and come out to support Si Zhu. In the minds of you leaders, I, Yi Zhonghai, am not an employee of the steel rolling mill, but Shazhu is.

Fortunately, the leaders were not roundworms in Yi Zhonghai's stomach. If they knew that Yi Zhonghai was thinking about the problem in this way, they would probably scold him bloody.

You, Yi Zhonghai, still have the nerve to mention the steel rolling mill. Can you do the same thing as someone else did?

One is embarrassing.

One is cooperation.

It's two different things.

……

Nine workshops.

Guo Dabozi stared at Qin Huairu in front of him without saying a word.

After sending Yi Zhonghai away.

He suddenly thought that there was a giant Buddha named Qin Huairu in the ninth workshop.

Headache.

After finally sending Qin Huairu away, he did not expect that Qin Huairu returned to the ninth workshop. I don’t know who contributed to it. Qin Huairu, who was originally reporting to the cleaning team, became a member of the ninth workshop. And I just heard that the ninth workshop Employees in the workshop said that Qin Huairu also contributed to the incident.

She is indeed Yi Zhonghai’s good apprentice and wife.

Really good at it.

"Qin Huairu."

Hearing Guo Dapai's unkind tone.

The widow felt bad in her heart.

It really corresponds to the four words of being a thief with a guilty conscience.

First, I thought about what I had done to make Guo Dapizi unhappy again, or maybe I had done something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, I didn't do anything else except spread rumors.

Is there something wrong with spreading rumors?

Just now, when Yi Zhonghai was led by Guo Dabozi to find the factory leader, Qin Huairu seriously considered this issue, and in the end, she believed that she had no problem.

They showed off their handcuffs, how could this be a trivial matter?

Just like Yi Zhonghai said before leaving, spreading rumors is also for the consideration of the workers, so that they will not follow in the footsteps of Silly Zhu.

This is a good thing.

Why do you, Mr. Guo, make me angry?

"Director Guo, are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing. Tell me, what caught your attention in the Ninth Workshop, Qin Huairu, and made you want to stay in the Ninth Workshop? I, Guo Dabi, have no other abilities. It's okay to change these things, you tell me. "

Qin Huairu stared with a pair of big, pitiful eyes.

He looked straight at Guo Dapizi.

The black eyes seemed to have become sperm and were about to speak, showing the widow's grievance, pity, helplessness, cowardice and other emotions.

Guo Dayai thought of a word.

Pretty widow.

The behavior Qin Huairu revealed at this time was not what a serious person should do.

"Come on, come on, are these the parts that you Qin Huairu processed? Look at the luster on it. You have been in the factory for more than a year. I estimate that a person who has only been in the factory for three months can produce workpieces that are... It's better than yours. I don't ask for anything else. At least it can be held in your hand and the smoothness can be guaranteed, right? You can't even guarantee the most basic smoothness. How dare you stay in my ninth workshop? You come to the ninth workshop just to drag it. The back leg of my ninth workshop?"

Guo Da Paizi has no intention of following the widow Wu Shan Yunyu.

To Qin Huairu.

Just a respectful attitude.

poisonous.

Deputy Director Li didn't dare to mess with the widow, even if Guo had the courage to do so, he wouldn't either.

"The burrs on this surface can be removed by polishing them with some sandpaper. How can you not make a living in such a small way? It has been two hours since you went to work. What have you been doing these two hours? Don't do it. Tell me, you just processed a workpiece."

Qin Huairu responded with silence.

Guo Dapizi changed his tone.

Exposed the widow's little trick.

"Let me guess what you have been doing in the past two hours. Did you spread rumors with this person that Si Zhu was arrested and committed something? Did you spread rumors with this person that Si Zhu was taken away in handcuffs? You have to stay in there for as long as you want."