"Get over here!"
Just as Song Qiang realized things were going badly and wanted to make a hasty retreat,
Factory Director Song, who had already seen Song Qiang, immediately gave a cold and angry shout.
"Well."
"father……"
Amidst Director Song's angry rebukes, Song Qiang had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk step by step to Director Song's side.
Then, he glanced at Lin Sen and Zhu Yong, who were standing with their arms crossed, looking at him with amusement.
"Oh shit!"
Knowing that Lin Sen and Zhu Yong were involved in this matter, Song Qiang glared fiercely at them.
"Dad, did those two bastards come to our textile factory to cause trouble and say something nonsense to you?"
"Father, you must not believe their nonsense."
"They are deliberately framing and slandering me!"
Song Qiang, acting as the guilty party, glared angrily at Lin Sen and Zhu Yong, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Dad, these two bastards deliberately framed me!"
"They are just petty people who stir up trouble."
"Anyone who believes them is a fool."
"Dad, you mustn't believe them!"
Song Qiang glared fiercely at Lin Sen and Zhu Yong, then waved his hand heavily: "Men, get these two bastards out of here right now."
"Smack!"
However, what Song Qiang encountered was not the textile factory's security guards following his orders to chase Lin Sen and Zhu Yong away.
What he received was a hard slap across the face from Factory Director Song!
"hiss."
"Father, you, you, you..."
"You hit me?"
Having been slapped hard by Factory Director Song, Song Qiang was completely stunned and dumbfounded.
"Dad, why did you hit me?"
"They're deliberately framing me and spreading rumors, Father!"
Song Qiang covered his face, looking very unwilling.
"Smack!"
Factory Director Song, his face ashen, was furious to see that even now Song Qiang was still deliberately making excuses and not telling the truth. He slapped Song Qiang hard again, yelling, "You idiot! Everyone knows what you've done!"
"You still want to hide it?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
"They've already recorded it!"
"You want me to trust you?"
"How can I trust you? How can anyone else trust you?!"
Factory Director Song pointed to the tape recorder next to him: "You're such an idiot! How could I have given birth to such a stupid and useless son like you?"
"You're nothing like me."
"When I was young, I wasn't as stupid as you!"
"Song Qiang, listen carefully."
Amidst Director Song's furious reprimands, Lin Sen, with a knowing smile, pressed the play button on the recorder.
"Let me tell you, my dad is Factory Director Song. You better hurry up and mess with me, or my dad will never let you get away with it. He knows countless leaders in the city!"
"Believe it or not, I can call over a hundred men in a minute and beat you to death!"
As Lin Sen pressed the play button on the recorder, Song Qiang's arrogant and angry shouts immediately came through the recorder.
"hiss."
"Gulp."
"Father, I, I..."
Upon hearing these words, Song Qiang was completely stunned, utterly dumbfounded.
Because Song Qiang never expected this.
Lin Sen, that sixth brother, is actually so cunning.
They actually recorded his voice!
He's really jumped right into a latrine; there's no way he can clean himself up now!
"Dad, I was drunk at the time, and I just said it offhand."
However, Song Qiang still looked at Factory Director Song with a cunning expression: "For such a small matter, you don't have to make such a big deal out of it and beat me in public, do you?"
"You think it's just a small matter?"
"You idiot!"
Furious, Factory Director Song coldly grabbed Song Qiang by the collar and said, "If it were just a few boastful words, I certainly wouldn't have called you back to beat you up."
"Why the hell did you secretly take three thousand yuan from the finance office?"
"Do you know that this is a crime?"
"This matter is going to be reported to higher authorities."
"Not only will you go to jail, but I'll also be implicated and dismissed from my post."
"You idiot."
"Bang!"
Enraged, Factory Director Song shoved Song Qiang hard to the ground with his palm.
"Father, I, I, I..."
Faced with Director Song's angry rebuke, Song Qiang was momentarily stunned, unsure of what to do. Director Song was right; his theft of three thousand yuan from the textile factory's finance office was indeed a serious and egregious act.
Simply insulting someone and showing off is nothing special.
But stealing money is a clear-cut crime, and you can't wash your hands of it.
But he just didn't understand.
Why would his father, Factory Director Song, know about this?
After all, the finance department should only open the safe to do the inventory and accounting at the earliest on Friday afternoon.
It's only Thursday!
As long as he secretly finishes it tonight, nothing will happen!
Lin Sen and Zhu Yong only had evidence of him swearing, and they didn't know that he stole the money from the textile factory's finance office.
"Damn it!"
Enraged, Song Qiang glared fiercely at his short-haired lackey.
After much thought, he realized that the only person who knew about this was this short-haired follower.
So he subconsciously felt that it must be this short-haired lackey who had betrayed him.
"Young Master Song."
"It wasn't me."
Under Song Qiang's furious gaze, the short-haired lackey immediately shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he was innocent and that this matter had nothing to do with him.
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