Guo Zhixia watched Guo Cuihua's disappearing figure, hesitated for a long time, and then closed the door.
"It's better if they don't come. It saves us from having to come every day and disturb our peace."
"She was only trying to help me..."
Factory Director Jia, exasperated, pointed at her several times with his finger, "For your own good? I think she'd rather you be miserable!"
"Why do you think she encouraged you to get rid of Wu Mingxia from Workshop 3?" Director Jia turned around, looking at his wife's somewhat disapproving expression, and said irritably, "She's just angry that someone took her director position, so she came to you and gossiped about it."
"Don't you even know your own limitations? When you were a factory worker, you couldn't even understand your own job, and you still dream of becoming a supervisor? Humph!"
Guo Zhixia opened her mouth several times, "But she wasn't wrong. There are indeed a lot of rumors about you and Wu Mingxia in the factory. If we let her go, these rumors will gradually subside."
Factory Director Jia was so angry he felt dizzy. "So, you didn't listen to a word I said just now, did you?"
"I...I listened...please don't be angry. I already have headaches, and if..."
"You know I have headaches! When I first asked Wu Mingxia to embroider a mandarin duck pillowcase for our daughter, didn't I tell you about it as soon as I got back?"
Guo Zhixia, "I did tell you, but..."
"But what? What, haven't you woken up from what happened last time?"
Guo Zhixia quickly waved her hand, "I know, I know."
Factory Director Jia raised his hand to his forehead, "Alright, you just focus on handling Xiaoyue's wedding. You don't need to worry about things at the factory."
Guo Zhixia nodded, looking aggrieved. "I understand."
Factory Director Jia leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and pondered how to quell the rumors in the factory. Could he really fire Wu Mingxia?
No, that won't do. Wouldn't that be tantamount to telling everyone that he really is having an affair with her?
If that's really done, he probably won't be able to hold onto his position as factory director for long.
Guo Zhixia was confused and didn't understand, but he couldn't afford to be confused like her.
The room had been quiet for a short while when there were two knocks on the door.
Who is it now? Guo Zhixia opened the door with a stern face, then froze instantly, "Police officer...?"
"Hello, comrade. We have just accepted a case and are now conducting a routine on-site investigation. Please cooperate."
Guo Zhixia nodded blankly, "Okay, I...I'll cooperate."
"Excuse me, is Comrade Jia Shunde at home?"
Guo Zhixia's mind went blank for a moment. What good could the police possibly have to do with this? Just as she was about to say that the police weren't home, Jia Shunde's questioning voice rang out behind her.
"What do you want from me?"
"It's me, Director Jia."
Upon recognizing the police officers who emerged, Factory Director Jia was taken aback. "It's you?"
Three steaming water jugs were placed in front of the three people, and the rising steam blurred Wu Mingxia's twitching eyes.
It's so hot, why did the factory manager's wife serve them hot water? Looks like he's unhappy with her...
"We have been entrusted by Comrade Wu Mingxia to investigate a recent defamation case at the textile factory."
Factory Director Jia's gaze lingered on Wu Mingxia, who was sitting upright. "You... reported the case?"
Wu Mingxia tried his best to ignore the factory director's wife's piercing gaze. "Yes, in just two days, the rumors about me having an affair with you, factory director, have spread like wildfire throughout the factory."
“There must be someone deliberately manipulating this behind the scenes, so I went directly to the police station to report the case and asked the police to investigate.”
Factory Director Jia nodded; this certainly saved them a lot of trouble.
After all, the police intervened in the investigation and found that they indeed had no prior relationship. Everyone would be convinced by such a result and would not gossip behind their backs or suspect them of favoritism.
"I see. Is there anything I can do to help?"
The police officer beside Old Lady Wu, who appeared energetic and spoke with a sharp tongue, asked, "Please tell me in detail how you commissioned Comrade Wu Mingxia to make your pillowcase." His gaze was serious and earnest, causing Director Jia to straighten his back involuntarily.
"It's like this, my daughter Jia Xiaoyue is getting married in a month, and we haven't been able to find a suitable pair of mandarin duck pillowcases. The other day, there happened to be some problems with the goods being delivered to the factory, but thanks to Comrade Wu Mingxia, the goods were finally delivered on time. I found that her craftsmanship is quite good, so I thought I'd ask her to make those pillowcases for me..."
Guo Zhixia sat in a corner of the sofa, her eyes lowered, her body slightly tilted as she listened intently to Director Jia recount these details.
Wu Mingxia couldn't help but laugh. For a moment, all he could hear was the scratching sound of a pen gliding across a book and Director Jia's unhurried voice.
"Alright, that's it. I was worried about gossip at the factory, so I specifically asked Comrade Wu Mingxia in the canteen to tell him about it. I didn't expect it to still happen...sigh..."
"By the way, I also had my secretary send two pillowcases to Comrade Wu Mingxia that day. Was it because of this?"
"Okay, that's enough for now. We'll go to the factory to investigate later."
As she was about to get up, she said, "These things should be done sooner rather than later. Who knows what they'll say if we wait too long."
The two police officers glanced at her in surprise, and after a moment's thought, they realized that this kind of thing was indeed very harmful to women, so they decided to go to the textile factory immediately.
Factory Director Jia was taken aback. "Go now?"
"I'll go now. I want to see who's trying to smear me."
The sudden coldness in Old Mrs. Wu's eyes startled Director Jia and his wife.
After the three left, Director Jia sighed and looked at the stunned Guo Zhixia, saying, "Now, do you believe me?"
"I believe it, I believe it."
Looking at Old Mrs. Wu, who hadn't even dared to come to the factory today, Wang Daya shook her head and said, "You see, she's just feeling guilty. Now she doesn't even dare to come to the factory."
The people sitting next to her whispered among themselves, "Yeah, that's never happened before."
"Who says otherwise? Tell me, how can she face anyone after this? It's so embarrassing! I used to stand up for her when her husband beat her, but now I see that it's rare to see a woman like this who's so unruly. She deserved to be beaten to death!"
Yu Meixia flung her chopsticks away, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Wang Daya put the tip of her chopsticks in her mouth and said, "Oh, why are you in such a hurry? What does this have to do with you?"
He looked Yu Meixia up and down and sneered, "Could it be that you're just like that shameless Wu Mingxia, a slut who messes around with random men outside?"
"Why don't you tell us who this other man is?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a dark shadow came hurtling towards her head. Before she could react, her face was covered in soup and water.
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