Chapter 110 Director Lin has already found someone to take the blame



Lu Manyue didn’t have a watch, so she didn’t know when she finally fell asleep.

But suddenly, she woke up from the nightmare again.

Looking at the still dark sky outside the window, she slowly raised her hand and mechanically wiped the fine, dense cold sweat on her forehead.

In the dream, I heard Zhu Yan’s miserable screams and desperate cries for help.

Blood was splattered all over the ground and she was beaten and crawling on the ground.

She stretched out a bloody hand towards herself, calling out to Man Yue: "Man Yue, save me..."

Lu Manyue stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Zhu Yan's hand, but she couldn't reach her.

She could only try again and again.

"Yan Zi, hold on, hold on, I'll try again, wait for me, I will definitely rescue you." She kept comforting Zhu Yan and encouraging herself.

But just as her fingers touched Zhu Yan's cold and sticky fingertips, she suddenly woke up from the dream.

Zhu Yan's desperate eyes lingered in front of her. Lu Manyue felt uneasy and stared out the window with wide eyes.

I was no longer sleepy, so I just got up.

When she pushed the door open, she saw the boy sleeping on the steps outside her door, curled up like a shrimp.

Lu Manyue tiptoed past him and moved towards the gate.

It was completely quiet outside.

I don't know when the search team withdrew.

Lu Manyue picked up a pointed stone in the yard, held it in her hand, and slowly walked out the door.

She walked and stopped in the alley like a ghost.

We walked until dawn, but found nothing.

The rising sun shone on her pale face, making her eyes as clear as glass.

His eyes were filled with anxiety.

It was absolutely impossible for her to find Zhu Yan in such a short time by herself. She had to go back to the steel plant as soon as possible to inform Aunt Wang and Uncle Zhu and bring more people.

Even if we have to turn the South District upside down, we must find Zhu Yan.

She had a strange feeling that if she couldn't find anyone today, something bad might happen.

Fang Dong was a little skeptical when he heard that she was relying on intuition. "It's a matter of life and death, how can it be treated lightly?"

Lu Manyue swore to Wang Qiuping, "Someone has seen Yan Zi in the North District. The last place she was seen was the North District.

I dreamed about her last night. She was in a room with windows covered with black cloth. Someone tied her up and beat her.

Really, Aunt Wang, can you please trust me for once and send some people to the North District to look for it as well? "

"One moment it's intuition, the next moment it's a dream. What you say is becoming more and more ridiculous." Fang Dong frowned.

I wish the youngest one didn’t express his opinion.

Wang Qiuping hesitated for a moment, and then asked his uncle Wang and a few reliable neighbors to go and take a look with Lu Manyue.

Lu Manyue looked at the dozen people heading to the South District, then looked at the pitiful five people on her side, and sighed softly.

On second thought, five people would be several times faster than searching by myself.

With such a dilemma in mind, he went home to see Lu Dashan and Li Fen, and then hurried out.

When we were almost at the steel plant, we bumped into Director Yang who was coming back from outside. She was walking out with four people in a hurry, as if she had something urgent to do.

He coughed and asked Lu Manyue with a smile: "Your waist is injured and you need to rest, why are you walking so fast? What happened that you are in a hurry to get out?"

Lu Manyue didn't expect to be caught by Yang, the acting factory director. After a moment of shock, she said, "Oh, I just need to go to the hospital for another checkup."

Acting Factory Director Yang pointed in the direction of the medical station and squinted his eyes and said, "You look down on the doctors in our factory and you have to go to the hospital to see them?"

Lu Manyue knew that Director Yang was saying that she was being pretentious and that he was trying to sow discord.

But she really didn't have time to talk to him now, so she said simply: "My husband happens to be staying in the hospital. I can go to the hospital to see his injury and take care of him at the same time. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

Director Yang said "oh" and made way.

After Lu Manyue took a few steps, she heard him speak again: "It seems that the doctors at Hongxing Hospital are really capable. Your waist looks fine. You should be able to go back to work tomorrow."

Lu Manyue pretended not to hear.

Director Yang wanted her to start work tomorrow, but she didn't plan to start work until she found Zhu Yan.

It's just that she didn't pay attention when she was walking just now, and Director Yang noticed that she was almost fine. Now whatever her son said was wrong.

If you agree, you have to go to work.

If she said it wasn't healed, and he asked her to go to the medical station and let the doctor feel it, she would reveal the truth.

It’s better to pretend you didn’t hear it and not respond to it.

After the few people walked away, Yang, the acting factory director, took out a box of cigarettes, shook it, took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers. He put the cigarette box away and took out a box of matches, and lit the cigarette with a crackling sound.

He threw the still burning match to the ground and took two deep puffs of the cigarette.

Smoke rings came out of his mouth one after another. As the smoke floated upwards, Yang Daisan's facial features became a little hazy.

"This Lu Manyue has suddenly changed so much, it's like she has become a completely different person."

Officer Lin came trotting over from a distance, holding a thick stack of information in his hands.

"Director, the number of defective products has been counted, and the factory office asked me to bring them to you for your review." Secretary Lin had a smile on his face and his tone was very flattering.

Acting Factory Director Yang's face turned serious and he said sternly, "Acting Factory Director, don't make the wrong call again before you become a regular employee."

"Yes, yes, Director. Ah, look at my mouth. The regularization will be announced one day earlier or later. Director, you know I am not good at talking. Please forgive me for a little while." Director Lin laughed.

Acting Factory Director Yang looked at Director Lin helplessly and smiled helplessly, "You, forget it. Put the statistics table on my desk and I will take a look at it as soon as possible.

By the way, how is the investigation into the causes of defective products going? "

After several days of operation, all the details that needed to be perfected have been perfected, and Director Lin is no longer as panicked as he was when the news was sent.

When Director Yang asked her, she blurted out what she knew by heart.

Anyway, the main thing is to clear yourself of all charges.

"Many of the people who committed the crime this time are old employees of the factory. Director, do you think you should give them some leniency?" After Officer Lin said this, he looked at Director Yang eagerly.

"With such huge losses, how can we let them off the hook? We must punish them severely to serve as a warning to others," said Yang, the acting factory director, angrily.

"But, but many of them are the old people transferred from the main factory when the factory was built..." Secretary Lin said as if he was in great difficulty.

In fact, he really wanted to drive all these nosy old guys out of the Hongxing Factory at once.

"This matter has seriously affected the reputation of our factory and must be dealt with strictly. No matter whether it is an old employee or a new employee, if they break the rules, they must be treated equally.

Well, don't beg for them anymore. Besides, I'm starting to doubt whether you sympathize with them or want to protect them."

"Yes, I'll listen to the factory director." Director Lin responded very obediently. The moment he lowered his head, there was a hideous smile in his eyes, as if he had succeeded in his evil plan.


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