Remembering Molly's words that she had been reminded of a few days ago, Jiang Wanqing completely dismissed the idea of coincidence and sneered inwardly.
"I'm the technical consultant here. Where's Mr. Guo?"
Jiang Wanqing's straightforward answer gave her no chance to make a fuss, and with Cheng Ran by her side, even if she had a hundred ideas to provoke, she would have to be logical.
"Ah, I... cough cough, I brought a friend here for a job interview. I heard they're hiring here, and my friend seems like a good fit, so I brought her along."
She was unusually normal today, but her habit of glancing at Cheng Ran after every sentence remained unchanged.
"Let's go inside."
Jiang Wanqing ignored her and continued walking inside with Cheng Ran. They had only been gone for two minutes when Jiang Xiu appeared.
"The person has arrived."
"I'll hold Cheng Ran off for a bit, the rest is up to you. This time, you have to teach that bitch a lesson!"
"I want to destroy her more than anyone else! I will do everything in my power!"
The two men's eyes were increasingly fierce, even sinister. Guo Xueyun retreated outside, letting out a soft snort.
"Go ahead, don't waste time."
The workers inside the factory were working enthusiastically. The temperature inside was much higher than outside, and some people even rolled up their clothes to let in some fresh air.
"Comrade Wanqing, you've arrived."
The worker who led Jiang Wanqing into the factory last time greeted her warmly, but when he saw Cheng Ran next to her, he scratched his head awkwardly.
"And this is...?"
“This is my husband. He knows Director Zheng. He can take us directly to him,” Jiang Wanqing explained, linking her arm with Cheng Ran’s.
"Alright, since we know each other, come with me."
The worker didn't want to cause trouble for himself; frankly, he was just a gofer.
He led the two to another workshop, where the temperature was several degrees higher, and the workers were working directly in sleeveless tank tops.
Zheng Yuan stood out from the crowd; he was the only one dressed neatly. When the workers came to explain the situation to him, he immediately put down his work and came over.
He glanced at Cheng Ran, took off his gloves, and extended his hand: "Comrade Cheng, your presence is truly an honor for our factory."
You can't hit a smiling face. You have to give someone some face on their turf. Cheng Ran shook the other person's hand.
"Aren't you looking at equipment? Where is it?"
Without further ado, Jiang Wanqing wanted to get to the point quickly, so she greeted everyone and immediately got down to business.
“Oh, it’s inside. It’s a big one. You have to come in with me. As for Comrade Cheng…” Zheng Yuan hesitated for a moment, then said tactfully, “The equipment is a factory secret. I’m afraid it’s not suitable for so many people to go in.”
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ran immediately narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased. He had come along to guard against Zheng Yuan, but now he was being told to avoid him.
There was a moment of awkward silence. Since it was said to be confidential, Jiang Wanqing had no reason to force people in. She looked at Cheng Ran, her eyes seeking his consent.
"Well……"
Zheng Yuan rubbed his hands together, about to speak, when an unusual sound came from outside, followed by Guo Xueyun's exclamation.
"Ah...is there anyone who can help me...?"
"Why don't you go take a look? I'll come find you later." She pursed her lips, making an excuse to get him to leave.
He chuckled resentfully and with a hint of anger: "You trust me, don't you?"
The fact that she pushed him to help Guo Xueyun—was it out of absolute trust or a deliberate attempt to get rid of him…?
When it comes to matters of the heart, Cheng Ran is easily swayed by emotions. Realizing this, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to suppress his irrationality, having promised to act calmly before coming here.
"I'm just outside, I'm not going anywhere. Come out as soon as possible, we're going home."
He completely forgot about Jiang Wanqing, finished speaking, and turned to leave.
When he went outside, he saw Guo Xueyun sitting on the ground in pain, rubbing her ankle with her right hand. When she saw him come out, she weakly cast a pleading look at him.
"I...I sprained my ankle, can you help me?"
There was more than one person around, and she wasn't asking anyone else for help; she was clearly waiting for him. Cheng Ran initially wanted to ignore her, but his sense of morality prevented him from ignoring an injured person.
Through his long sleeves, he grabbed Guo Xueyun's arm and pulled her up, firmly supporting her as she leaned towards him and creating distance between them.
"Stand still!"
Startled by his angry voice, she trembled, staggered, and stood still, looking aggrieved.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, there's a lot of clutter in the factory..."
She was talking, but when she looked up, she saw him constantly peering into the factory, as if he were about to rush in at any moment. He didn't listen to her at all, and Guo Xueyun felt a tightness in her chest.
"Didn't Wanqing come out with you? I heard from other workers that she has a good relationship with the factory manager here..."
"You talk too much, shut up!" Cheng Ran interrupted her, his impatience evident in his eyes.
She awkwardly closed her mouth, fidgeted with her fingers, and thought to herself, "Just bear with it for now; a completely different scene is about to unfold!"
In the factory where classified equipment is stored—
Wearing a safety helmet, Jiang Wanqing inspected all the equipment and, based on her accumulated theoretical knowledge, fixed everything that could be repaired.
"I've fixed everything you mentioned, give it a try."
She emerged from around the corner of the machine, her face and hands covered in dirt, which she casually wiped away.
"Wash your face, let me try."
Zheng Yuan handed over a clean handkerchief and went to start the machine.
She glanced at the black engine oil on her hands, then, without thinking much of it, used a handkerchief to wipe the dirt clean.
"Bang!"
The sudden sound of the door closing startled her. She turned around and saw that the equipment room door had been slammed shut. Thinking it was just the wind, she went over to try and reopen it.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pry it open.
"I've checked it, there's nothing wrong with the equipment..." Zheng Yuan said, brushing the dust off his clothes.
Seeing her struggling with the door, I didn't think much of it and just smiled and went over to help.
"This door is a bit hard to open, let me do it."
She nodded, made way for him, thinking that she didn't come to this place often, so maybe he had a unique way of opening the door.
He twisted it several times, his expression gradually changing from relaxed to suspicious.
"Click-clack..."
"Click-clack..."
He turned the lock cylinder with all his might, but the door just wouldn't open.
"Is it broken?" Jiang Wanqing asked worriedly.
"No, I had someone install this door. It's a bit hard to open but it won't break easily. Someone locked it from the outside," he said confidently.
Jiang Wanqing's eyes widened. It wasn't unnoticed that they had entered the equipment room. If they closed the door from the outside under these circumstances, there was only one possibility: it was intentional!
The sudden appearance of Guo Xueyun... and Jiang Xiu, who has yet to show her face, all seem to have found a reasonable explanation.
"Then hurry up and call for help!"
Zheng Yuan shook his head: "It's no use. To ensure absolute confidentiality, I've done special soundproofing on this room. No matter how much we shout, no one will hear us. We can only open the door when they come to inspect the equipment. Don't worry, it's quite safe in here. They'll come to check every half hour to an hour."
That's what they say, but the scary thing is that things aren't that simple...
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