Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Wang Guodong's eyes swept back and forth between Wang Fuhan and Sha Zhu, and finally fell on Wang Fuhan's filth, and he immediately understood everything. He smiled bitterly and said to Sha Zhu: "Sha Zhu, you misunderstood, this is the new Secretary Wang, he...he was just hit by the... shit in the barrel."

When Sha Zhu heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at Wang Fuhan, then at the wooden barrel on the ground, feeling so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wang Fuhan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He suppressed his anger, pushed away the workers who wanted to help him, and staggered towards the faucet alone. Every step seemed so heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

"Secretary Wang, I'll help you..." Wang Guodong wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Wang Fuhan's cold eyes.

"No, I'll do it myself." Wang Fuhan's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

After cleaning, Wang Fuhan changed into clean clothes, but his eyes were still cold, as if they could freeze the air around him. He didn't say another word, but just looked at Wang Guodong deeply, with anger and helplessness in his eyes.

Wang Guodong knew that the incident was far from over. He hurried to the office and reported the incident in detail to the factory director Yang Youning. After listening, Yang Youning's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed. He stood at the gate of the steel mill and watched Qiu Yuan and Zhou Kui being escorted out by the security department - these two naughty workers were the initiators of this farce.

"Director Yang, I..." Wang Guodong hesitated to speak. He knew that this incident had a significant impact on the reputation of the steel mill.

Yang Youning waved his hand and interrupted Wang Guodong.

“Let’s deal with the current situation first. As for the follow-up, we need to rectify the atmosphere in the factory.

We cannot let this kind of filthy thing happen again!"

Seeing this, Qiu Yuan's mouth twitched, but he finally chose to remain silent. He knew that it would be futile to say more now, so he would wait until Secretary Wang came before making a decision. So he stood aside, glancing at the door from time to time, looking forward to Secretary Wang's appearance.

Yang Youning frowned and asked in a low voice: "What happened? Tell me in detail." Zhao Chuanjun

I carefully retold what happened, trying to be objective, fair and impartial.

Just as Yang Youning was about to learn more about the situation, a burst of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation. Wang Guodong and Chen Gong came running over breathlessly, their faces full of anxiety: "Director Yang, it's bad! He Yuzhu, that kid, he...he beat up the secretary!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Youning's face instantly turned pale. He widened his eyes in disbelief and repeated, "What did you say? He Yuzhu beat the secretary? How is this possible!"

On the other side, He Yuzhu was temporarily detained in a small room of the security department. The cold walls around him made him feel unprecedented loneliness and fear. He squatted on the ground, holding his head with his hands, staring blankly ahead, his heart filled with confusion and helplessness.

"Why did I do that? What should I do now..." He Yuzhu muttered to himself, and the scene of the secretary falling to the ground and the serious consequences he might face kept appearing in his mind. He knew that this punch would not only destroy his future, but also put the whole family in trouble.

At the same time, Zhou Kui was also arranged to stay in another room in the Security Department.

Unlike He Yuzhu's panic, he seemed exceptionally calm, and found a corner to sit down, closing his eyes to rest. But even so, his inner worries did not diminish at all.

What he was worried about was whether this incident would affect his position in the factory and his wife and children at home.

Time passed by minute by minute, and for Zhou (Ma Le De) Kui and He Yu Zhu, every second seemed like a year. In the security department's office, Yang Youning, Chen Gong, Zhao Chuanjun and Wang Fuhan were discussing countermeasures intensively.

"We must find out the truth as soon as possible and give an explanation to the secretary and all the employees in the factory." Yang Youning's voice was firm and powerful. He stood in front of the window, looking into the distance with deep eyes, as if he had seen the direction to solve the problem.

"Yes, Director Yang. I have sent people to retrieve the surveillance video, and I believe there will be results soon." Chen Gong reported.

Zhao Chuanjun added: "Also, I have found several witnesses to understand the situation. Their statements are basically consistent, but the specific details need further verification."

Wang Fuhan nodded in agreement: "Okay, then let's split up and deal with this matter before Secretary Wang comes back."

As the investigation deepened and information from all parties was collected, the truth of the incident gradually surfaced. It turned out that it was all a misunderstanding. He Yuzhu did not intend to hurt anyone, but accidentally hit the secretary in a state of emotional excitement.

The secretary himself also realized that he had acted inappropriately in handling the issue and was willing to reconcile with He Yuzhu.

Finally, under the coordination of Yang Youning and others, the two sides reached a settlement agreement. He Yuzhu was given a warning and promised to strictly abide by the factory rules and regulations in the future;

The secretary also publicly apologized to all the employees in the factory and said that he would learn from this and improve his working methods.

Pushing open the door, Wang Fuhan stepped into the room filled with the smell of gunpowder. Inside the room, several figures were sitting or standing, and the atmosphere was solemn.

He looked around, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly calculating in his heart. Although we are outnumbered, we cannot lose in momentum.

"Everyone, we need to have a good talk about today's matter."

His words were calm but powerful, like an invisible force that instantly quieted the originally noisy house.

"We often say that peace can be achieved through struggle, but it will die through compromise." Wang Fuhan quoted from classics, his eyes were sharp, "The steel mill is our home, and we cannot let it become a tool for some people to seek personal gain.

From today on, I will work with you all to clean up the mess with our own hands and make this place clean and clear." His voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

"Director Wang, you've just arrived and you've made such a big fuss. Shouldn't you investigate it first before drawing any conclusions?" Security Section Chief Zhao Chuanjun stood up, his tone filled with some dissatisfaction and doubt.

Wang Fuhan smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Chief Zhao, everyone is equal before the system. Hitting people is wrong. No matter what the reason is, we should handle it according to the rules and regulations. Of course, if Chief Zhao feels that it is necessary to conduct an in-depth investigation, I fully support it."

"But Comrade Qiu Yuan came here with instructions from his superiors. He entered the workshop for a special mission, which concerns the factory's confidential information." Zhao Chuanjun tried to suppress Wang Fuhan with a higher authority.