The next morning, Li Guifang brought Li Mingyu to the entrance of the state-owned hotel, beating drums and gongs, ding-dong!

Li Guifang held a gong in one hand and an iron spoon in the other, and beat them with all her might.

Following behind her was Li Mingyu, his forehead still bruised. He lowered his head, holding a piece of cardboard with the words "Return my innocence!" scrawled in ink.

"Everyone, come and judge this!" Li Guifang shouted at the top of her lungs, anger etched in her sobbing voice. "This state-owned restaurant is bullying honest people! They don't treat us temporary workers like human beings!"

The word "temporary worker" was like a match, instantly gathering together those who had caught a cold during this special period!

Some are going to the morning market, some are sending their children to school, some are going to work, some are holding bowls of soy milk,

Some people didn't even have time to stop their bicycles before twenty or thirty people gathered in the blink of an eye.

"My child works diligently," Li Guifang pulled Li Mingyu over and pointed at the wound on his forehead.

"Just because I lost money at their restaurant, they beat me up without asking any questions! And then fired me!

Just because I'm a temporary worker, you can treat me like that?"

"Bullying temporary workers again?" Aunt Wang, carrying a vegetable basket, was the first to squeeze to the front. "My son-in-law has been a temporary worker at the textile factory for five years, and they fired him just like that!"

Mr. Zhao, who was riding a bicycle, simply leaned his bike against the wall and said, "The machinery factory is even worse. They've withheld overtime pay for temporary workers for three months!"

"I heard the manager of this state-owned restaurant is the younger brother of the guy above. How can he manage people? If there's a problem, he just picks on whoever doesn't have connections!"

The crowd grew larger and larger, everyone was pointing and talking, and those who were rushing to work were stuck here, ringing their bicycle bells.

The commotion outside quickly attracted the attention of the hotel staff, but no one dared to go out and confront them head-on.

After all, we all work to earn a salary, so who would want to get involved in this mess?

In the end, it was Fatty Wang, the case team leader, who gritted his teeth and tremblingly called the manager's home.

Hotel Manager Ma received the call and rushed out in a panic, his tie askew and his face green with anger: "Li Mingyu! You are disturbing public order!"

"I'm disturbing public order?" Li Guifang banged the gong again. "Why didn't you mention public order when you were wrongly accusing someone without any evidence?"

"Who said there's no evidence?" Manager Ma stiffened his neck. "Waiter Lin Ye saw him sneaking around the cash register with his own eyes!"

"Wow~" There was an uproar in the crowd.

Li Mingyu was so angry that he was shaking all over. "What do you mean by sneaky? It's clearly table 28. We ordered a few glasses of Moutai, the Moutai from the state-owned restaurant, which was placed in the window behind the counter.

I was just there, pouring Moutai! The cashier, Xiaojie, was right next to me while I was pouring the wine!

He pointed sharply at Xiaojie, who was hiding behind the crowd, "Is he blind or blind in his heart? How could he watch me steal money?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiaojie.

The thin cashier's face turned pale and the account book in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

"I...I went to the toilet at that time, I didn't see anything!" Xiao Jie stuttered, but his eyes kept glancing at Lin Ye.

Li Guifang, with her sharp eyes, seized on this detail: "Wow, what a coincidence? You weren't around when Lin Ye said he saw my son 'stealing money'?"

Li Guifang quickly walked up to Xiaojie and grabbed his arm. "You said you went to the bathroom and didn't see it. So when you went to the bathroom, was the drawer locked or open?"

Xiaojie's eyes flickered: "Locked, locked..."

Li Guifang turned and stared at Lin Ye, her eyes like knives. "According to the rules of state-owned restaurants, the cashier drawer must be locked when no one is at the cashier counter. Think about it carefully, was the drawer locked at that time?"

You said you saw it, so tell me, did my son take the money with his left hand or his right hand? Where did he put the money after he stole it? What denomination was the bill?

Lin Ye's face changed and he stammered, unable to say anything!

"The counter is locked. Excuse me, how did Li Mingyu withdraw money remotely? If it's unlocked, should the cashier be fired for such dereliction of duty?"

When Li Guifang said this, Xiaojie panicked, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, repeating over and over, "It's not me, it's not me..."

The sweat on Manager Ma's forehead rolled onto his tie. "This...this is two different things..."

"Why are they two different things?"

After Li Guifang finished her rebuttal, she stared at Lin Ye with interest again, "You said you saw it, then tell me in detail what happened at that time. If you can explain it with reason and evidence, then I will pay you three times the money!"

As expected, fortune and wealth are sought in danger. The bait given by Li Guifang was big enough, and Lin Ye started to speak without thinking!

"I saw Li Mingyu steal the money with my own eyes!" Lin Ye shouted, stiffening his neck. "He opened the drawer with his left hand and took out three ten-yuan bills!"

Li Guifang suddenly sneered and approached Lin Ye fiercely: "Oh, you suddenly remember it so clearly? Weren't you hesitant and unable to speak just now?"

She turned to look at the crowd. "Did you hear that? Now I've even figured out how many bills there are and which hand to use!"

As he spoke, his face changed. "Left hand? The cashier drawer in the state-owned restaurant is pulled to the right. In your small space, Li Mingyu, a 1.8-meter tall man,

How do you squeeze yourself in and pull it out with your left hand? You're in decent shape, so you can do it. Open one and show me!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Lin Ye's forehead and his lips began to tremble.

Li Guifang pressed the issue, "Lin Ye, how much money did that woman give you yesterday to allow you to wrongly accuse my son?"

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