Wang Tianxiao suddenly started to complain.

"So much for respecting the elderly and caring for the young! Look at him, he doesn't act like a nephew at all. I'm his uncle, not just anyone. Humph, this is how people with a little money behave... Hey, why am I telling you this?"

"That...is the boss?"

"That's right, this factory belongs to him."

Perhaps knowing that his boss and nephew had left, the old man began to let loose, no longer speaking cautiously as before. "When a person has money, he changes. Back then, he and his mother almost starved to death. If it weren't for me, their uncle, taking them in, they wouldn't have the grandeur they have today."

"Sigh, an uncle, after all, isn't a biological father..."

"Hmph, he does want his biological father, but his father is still locked up inside."

"..."

Wang Tianxiao smiled along.

"By the way, judging from his appearance, it seems like he has something to take care of, right?"

"He has some trivial business to attend to; in my opinion, he's just trying to escape."

"What?!"

"I won't hide it from you, anyway, everyone will probably know about this soon," the old man said, his mouth finally opening up. "It seems that there was a problem with the utility poles produced by the factory. They not only broke, but also crushed someone."

"Is it that serious?"

"That's right. Actually, I noticed it a long time ago. I've been keeping records of all the comings and goings. I know how many utility poles are being produced each day, but how much cement has arrived. The ratio is wrong, how can there not be problems? Even when steaming buns, you know that if there's not enough dough, the dough won't hold together. Isn't making utility poles the same principle?"

"Is it that serious? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Can you really remember everything in every single car?"

"Of course I can remember it. Let me tell you, the factory didn't ask me to keep these records, but think about it, there are small trucks and tricycles coming and going all day long. If I don't keep a record, what if something goes missing or something goes wrong at the factory? If they hold me responsible, who am I supposed to complain to? You don't believe me? Come on, we'll show you..."

The old man was also a "man of strong emotions." He had previously strictly adhered to the confidentiality system, but as soon as the boss left, he was led astray by Wang Tianxiao.

He pulled Wang Tianxiao inside the gatehouse, pulled out a large stack of notebooks from the desk drawer, and showed them to Wang Tianxiao.

Wang Tianxiao didn't look at the previous ones, but focused on the one from the last few months. He was shocked to find that the old man was indeed extremely meticulous. He clearly remembered everything, including what time it was each day, what kind of car it was, and how much stuff it contained.

"The old man is really very thoughtful," Wang Tianxiao exclaimed sincerely.

"That's right. I thought that even if he's his uncle, since we're here to work, we shouldn't cause him any trouble, right? But I didn't expect him to treat us like ordinary employees. Look at his attitude..."

"Is he always like this? He must be in a hurry today. No one would treat their uncle like this, I've never seen it before."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Wang Tianxiao discovered that he was quite good at exaggerating. The old man, who might not have been very resentful at first, was actually made a little uncomfortable by Wang Tianxiao's few words of instigation.

"You just said the boss was trying to escape, so could his bag be full of money...?" Wang Tianxiao saw that the old man had almost finished his cigarette, so he took out another one and placed the whole pack of cigarettes in front of the old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "Now that you mention it, it's really possible! That little rascal, he's already run away? Everyone in the factory is still waiting for news, and he hasn't even paid his wages yet."

“Maybe not,” Wang Tianxiao quickly “comforted” the old man, and while the old man was indignant, he secretly put the last notebook into his pocket.

"What do you mean it isn't? I think you're right."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Wang Tianxiao didn't continue talking to the old man for long. He chatted for a few minutes and then left.

He rushed to the town, hoping to find a place to make copies, but found that there wasn't one to be seen on the streets in this day and age; the industry hadn't taken off yet.

After much thought, I finally went to a photo studio and asked the photographer to take pictures of the entire notebook, making two copies of each photo and printing three copies of each photo.

Once he was sure there were no problems, he went back and tried to secretly return the notebook to the old man.

He doesn't yet know where this evidence will be used, but he feels it will definitely be useful.

At the very least, it could help Wang Dabao get justice.

Moreover, this evidence can be used to completely destroy the company if necessary.

Before leaving Dongyuan Town, Wang Tianxiao rode his bicycle around the factory area again, carefully observing the surrounding production and human environment. He felt that even if this quality accident hadn't happened, the company wouldn't have lasted much longer.

The surrounding environment was utterly destroyed. Within a few hundred meters of the factory, apart from some wild grasses and catalpa trees that were hard to kill, there were almost no other decent plants.

Even in the fields hundreds of meters away, the leaves were covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was unclear how far they could grow.

It definitely won't grow well.

Moreover, grains and vegetables grown in such polluted environments will certainly contain a lot of random trace elements, many of which are harmful. Long-term consumption of these will definitely damage one's health.

This is an era where health and the environment are sacrificed for economic gain. Although people know that factories pollute the environment, they don't think that this situation is wrong.

Many people would immediately think, "A factory, of course, will pollute the environment."

Factories all over the world are probably like this.

Wang Tianxiao wasn't very familiar with Dongyuan Precast Factory in his previous life, but Li Yali had an aunt who lived nearby. It seemed that many people in the area had contracted tuberculosis, and for a time, girls in the village couldn't get married, and girls from outside were unwilling to marry into the village. He wondered if this had anything to do with the company.

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