Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

After hearing a few conversations, Wang Jianjun subconsciously glanced at Yang Weimin.

Seeing the smug look on his face, he immediately guessed that this guy was the one who did it.

He glanced at the list held by Yang Weimin's men.

He had an impression of that list.

He saw it when Director Wang signed it.

But at that time, only the word "米" was written on it.

I just don't know who added the character "粳" in front.

Rice like this is delivered in bags, and the warehouse staff will not open the bags for inspection.

It was probably swapped by Yang Weimin when it was delivered.

This time, Director Wang failed because of his usual carelessness.

He didn't expect that he would be tricked by Yang Weimin this time.

The facts were just as Wang Jianjun had guessed.

Yang Weimin never thought that this trick would work.

But he also prepared other means.

But Wang Jianjun couldn’t understand why Yang Weimin wanted to deal with Lao Wang.

There is no benefit in Lao Wang's position.

Besides, Lao Wang retired in less than two years, so why did Yang Weimin still want to mess with him?

Wang Jianjun guessed after thinking about it that Yang Weimin was most likely coming for him.

As for the purpose, it should be to avenge the previous revenge.

Old Wang has been implicated by himself.

Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun felt a little angry.

If Yang Weimin wanted to deal with me, he could just come directly, but he had to drag Lao Wang into it.

Wang Jianjun naturally couldn't just watch Director Wang get into trouble.

He stood up and looked at Yang Weimin and said:

"Director Yang, I think you'd better ask your people to check it again. Everyone in the warehouse knows that Director Wang is the most conscientious and responsible person in his work."

Wang Jianjun's words made Director Wang blush.

He felt like he had been slapped in the face.

Yang Weimin sneered in his heart, this rice was exactly what he exchanged for.

Can you conjure up other kinds of rice out of thin air?

"Okay, since you're not convinced, then go in with them and check again. But if there's nothing, I'll report this to the factory office for processing. Don't blame me for being impartial then."

Upon hearing this, Director Wang was so frightened that his legs began to go weak.

Wang Jianjun, on the other hand, looked indifferent.

Yang Weimin then winked at several of his men.

A few subordinates understood what he meant and took Wang Jianjun into the warehouse to check.

Director Wang was worried and followed in to see what was going on.

The group entered the warehouse, and the clerk in charge of counting the goods said confidently as they walked:

"Director Wang, I checked everything. I even checked every nook and cranny. There's no way I could have made a mistake with hundreds of kilograms of rice."

"You said you saw it right, but I think you are blind! Then tell me what that thing is."

Wang Jianjun didn't hesitate to curse at the other party.

The clerk was still not convinced, but when he followed Wang Jianjun's gaze, he was also stunned.

what's the situation?

Why are there several bags of rice on this shelf?

I clearly came in and confirmed it just now.

This shelf should be empty.

The clerk still didn't believe it, so he went forward, opened the rice bag and reached inside to confirm whether it was rice.

"Really rice?"

"If it's not rice, what else could it be? Do you expect there to be something else in it?"

Hearing this, the clerk quickly smiled and said:

"How could that be possible, Director Wang? I must have been dazzled. Since the rice is right, there's no problem. I'm really sorry, I didn't see it clearly this time."

Just then, Yang Weimin also came in.

After hearing what the clerk said, he stood up and asked with a dark face:

"Xiao Zhang, did you see clearly? Didn't you say there was no rice?"

"Director Yang, this... this is all my fault. I didn't understand clearly just now."

That clerk was also quite wronged.

He was also doing things according to Yang Weimin's request, and he had clearly counted them when he checked for the first time, and there were no bags of rice at all.

God knows how that rice came out the second time.

But he couldn't explain it that way now.

I can only choose to take the responsibility on myself.

It’s not a big problem anyway. At most I’ll get criticized by my leader.

Then consider yourself unlucky.

Yang Weimin didn't believe it, because he knew that what he sent was just brown rice.

How could the clerk find polished japonica rice in the warehouse?

He simply pushed the clerk aside, walked over, opened the rice bag and checked it.

Is it really rice?!

Yang Weimin was dumbfounded.

How can this be.

"Director Yang, you are hoping that something goes wrong in our warehouse, right?"

Wang Jianjun couldn't help but sneer at Yang Weimin's expression.

Yang Weimin felt a little embarrassed after being bullied by him.

He then snorted coldly and said:

"Since the rice is here, what about the brown rice?"

After Director Wang knew that he had escaped this time, he quickly stood up and said:

"Director Yang, look how confused I am. I bought this brown rice myself and put it in the warehouse last time and forgot to take it home. Look at my poor memory, I actually forgot about it."

After hearing what Director Wang said, Yang Weimin didn't want to continue finding fault.

He then said a few polite words and left with his men.

Wang Jianjunka sneered as he watched him leave.

This guy really doesn't know his own weight.

"Jianjun, what's going on with this rice? I'm still a little confused."

After Yang Weimin left, Director Wang asked with some fear.

"It was Yang Weimin's grandson who did this. Didn't you sign a purchase order some time ago? I saw that there was only one "米" character written on it. He must have added a "粳" character in front of it later. Plus, the people who inspected the goods at the warehouse didn't check them carefully, so he got in trouble."

Director Wang suddenly realized.

It turns out that I was careless this time and got caught.

"Where did all that polished japonica rice come from? We don't have that much rice in our warehouse."

"Just think of it as me just buying some and putting them in the warehouse."

Director Wang naturally didn't believe what Wang Jianjun said, but he also heard that Wang Jianjun didn't want to explain so much, so he didn't ask him any more questions.

"But Yang Weimin and I have no feud. Why would he treat me like this?"

Wang Jianjun said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Old Wang, I have implicated you this time. The one that grandson wanted to deal with was actually me."

Wang Jianjun then recounted some of the past events between him and Yang Weimin.

Director Wang was speechless after hearing this.

Director Yang's nephew is too petty.

"Jianjun, what are you going to do in the future? Our warehouse is under the management of the logistics department. If Yang Weimin's plan failed this time, I'm afraid he will find another way to target you."

"I'm not worried about him dealing with me. I'm mainly worried about you getting implicated by me."

Director Wang waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing to worry about.

"It doesn't matter. I'm going to retire soon anyway. I'll just pay more attention in the next period of time. As long as nothing goes wrong, I'll be able to make it to retirement smoothly."

Director Wang is quite open-minded, but Wang Jianjun is not ready to let it go.

I finally got a job as a leader in a suspicious department, but my mood is affected by the trash Yang Weimin.

Since he makes me unhappy, I will make him unhappy for the rest of my life.