My hands are now so red and swollen that they are bleeding from all over.
An Baogen looked at An Desheng seriously.
"Great, very good. The people in our village have actually been bribed by others. I think you're tired of living."
An Desheng knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"Captain, Qingsong, I dare not do it again, I will never dare to do it again."
"Help me, my hand is about to explode!"
An Baogen was also startled when he saw it.
"Qingsong, this..."
"Uncle Baogen, let me tell you the truth."
I have poison in there. If someone comes to steal the raw materials, this will definitely happen, and no one can save me.
We absolutely cannot afford any problems with the raw materials; we've already taken precautions.
Nothing's happened for so long.
He chose to steal materials during the Chinese New Year holiday, which clearly shows he doesn't respect Uncle Baogen.
They looked down on me and my third brother even more; everyone knows my third brother is the real boss of this distillery.
An Baogen shook his head.
"Alright, this won't happen again. I'll have Tiezhu come over and treat An Desheng."
An Qingsong made the request.
"I want to know who's behind this. I won't feel at ease until I find the person behind it."
An Desheng's family members were all dismissed and would never be employed again.
Any workshops that my third brother or his wife are involved in, their family can no longer use.
An Baogen sighed.
"Okay, I agree. I'll make an announcement tomorrow so everyone in the village knows."
An Tiezhu ran over.
"I can only stop the bleeding temporarily in his condition; he still needs to be taken to the hospital for treatment."
Every time An Tiezhu touched him, An Desheng would yell and scream.
Anbo Gen became agitated.
"Shut up and tell me who bribed you."
An Desheng was terrified and told them everything.
An Qingsong clenched his fists in anger.
“It’s that group of people again. Instead of running for their lives, they dare to cause trouble. Uncle Baogen, I’ll call the police tomorrow.”
"Okay, we must wipe this group out in one fell swoop."
An Qingsong called his third brother as soon as he got home.
An Qingbai was still angry after hanging up the phone.
"Wife, you're absolutely right. An Desheng couldn't resist the temptation and went to steal the raw materials."
"They were so easily bribed by counterfeiters; they have absolutely no conscience."
Zhuang Zhimeng smoothed the furrowed brows of her lover.
"When faced with huge profits, some people will naturally gravitate towards those profits."
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