If you want to know why Jiang Cong knew all this, you have to start from the time Yang Ru was imprisoned. Yang Zhiyuan is her relative and he had previously gone to the Public Security Bureau to inquire about the situation, so the Public Security Bureau had passed the news to him.
Another thing is that Yang's factory was very famous during its heyday, with thousands of employees. However, it was unable to make ends meet and lost many orders, causing the factory to exist in name only. It did not last long and was on the verge of bankruptcy before it was acquired and Yang Zhiyuan was hired as the factory director. This incident was even reported in the newspapers.
Jiang Cong came to the gate and told the guard directly that he was looking for their factory manager Yang.
"Have you made an appointment in advance?" the guard asked.
Because this factory has several thousand employees and is quite large, the factory manager is usually quite busy, and outside guests need to make appointments in advance.
"No, just tell him that Mr. Jiang Congjiang from the No. 1 Middle School can find him!"
The security guard called anyway, but he just hummed a few times and hung up.
"Our factory manager said that you should wait here for a few minutes and he will come out to see you soon!"
Jiang Cong nodded, and then waited quietly. After about ten minutes, a man in a suit and tie came out with big strides.
Last year, he was still a dissolute playboy, but when I see him again now, he seems to have matured a lot.
"Jiang Cong, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Yang Zhiyuan stood in front of Jiang Cong, still barely catching his breath.
"Yes, it's about Yang Ru!" Jiang Cong didn't waste any time talking and went straight to the point.
When he heard it was Yang Ru, Yang Zhiyuan's face immediately turned serious:
"There's a teahouse nearby, follow me!"
The two came to a teahouse, a place dedicated to drinking tea and playing cards, and found a quiet place to sit down.
"What happened to Xiaoru?"
Yang Zhiyuan poured him some tea.
"After she was released from prison, she applied for a job as a canteen clerk at Hongqi Primary School!"
Jiang Cong picked up the tea and took a sip.
"Then what? Is there any problem?" Yang Zhiyuan shrugged, puzzled.
Jiang Cong put down his teacup, leaned lazily against the back of his chair, crossed his legs, and explained:
"In theory, you are the factory manager here now. After Yang Ru is released from prison, it may be difficult for her to find a job, but as long as you are willing, it will be no problem to arrange a job for her that is easy and well-paid. Why does she have to work as a handyman in the school cafeteria, doing dirty and tiring work? With Yang Ru's character, if she didn't have some purpose, she would definitely not be so humiliated.
The most important thing is that there are so many schools in the city. If she wanted to make money, she could have gone to a university or a middle school. The salary would be higher than that of an elementary school, right? But she chose the elementary school where my children are studying. I have to be on guard!"
After hearing this, Yang Zhiyuan frowned slightly. After Yang Ru was released from prison, he went to pick her up personally. He had already arranged a job and a place to live for her, but she refused, saying that she wanted to turn over a new leaf and experience the sufferings of the world because she was no longer a young lady.
At that time, he thought that after what happened, his cousin had grown up and become sensible, so it would be okay to let her suffer a little and gain some experience alone, so he did not control her much. However, for a student who graduated from a prestigious university, it was really not right for her to do odd jobs in the elementary school cafeteria.
Despite this, Yang Zhiyuan did not show his confusion.
"You also said that there are so many schools in the city, maybe it's just a coincidence, and she may not know that your children are studying there!"
"What about the fact that she was expelled from school and still observed from the dark after school?
If it was any other time, it would be fine, but it's not right to choose the time after school!"
Yang Zhiyuan's hand holding the tea paused, the veins on his temples bulged slightly, and it was obvious that he was a little nervous at the moment.
He knew Yang Ru too well, they grew up together, and she had always been vindictive!
It seems that she still hasn't let it go and blames everything on Qin Man, wanting to use her child to take revenge on her.
"So what do you want me to do?"
Yang Zhiyuan believed what Jiang Cong said.
Jiang Cong sighed and said:
"Nowadays, we live in a society ruled by law. Of course, I can't do anything to her, but you are her brother, so you should have the obligation to take care of her. Sending her away, sending her far away, shouldn't be a difficult task!"
"Even if I send her away, she will come back. I can't ask someone to look after her, right?"
"It's not impossible. You know she's so extreme. I believe you don't want her to make mistakes again and again and ruin the rest of her life, right? She is the only daughter left by your aunt!"
Jiang Cong pressed on step by step. He would never allow anything to happen to his family.
Watching it like this every day won't solve the problem. The only solution is to cut off the possibility.
A person like him, who is cultured, opinionated, meticulous, and efficient in his work, would have been a qualified leader if he were in the ancient royal family.
However, when he is gentle, he is really gentle. He is upright and considerate to others, and he is a perfect man!
Of course Yang Zhiyuan knew that his aunt had gone crazy and died unexpectedly. This incident was a huge blow to Yang Ru. She didn't show it, but it didn't mean she didn't hate her in her heart.
My uncle will never be able to come out in this lifetime, and Yang Ru can’t let anything happen to her again.
"I promise you, please rest assured, I will not let her threaten your family. I am sorry for what she did to your wife before, but she has been punished enough and is pitiful enough. No one can bear the loss of loved ones one after another. From now on, we don't owe you anything!"
Yang Zhiyuan finished the tea in the cup and then stood up to pay the bill.
"Thank you. I hope you'll keep your word. I'll treat you to the tea!"
As expected, Yang Zhiyuan left without settling the bill.
After returning, he immediately contacted Yang Ru and asked her to come to his place.
Yang Ru went to Yang Zhiyuan's office.
"Brother, what do you want from me?"
"What are you doing recently?" Yang Zhiyuan asked directly.
Yang Ru felt a little guilty and replied in a casual manner:
"Nothing! I've been working hard lately!"
"Really? Working in the elementary school cafeteria, specially chosen for the school that Jiang Cong's children attend?"
"I don't know. There are so many schools. It's just a coincidence!" Yang Ru lied without changing her expression or heartbeat!
"Oh, you're still lying. Why can't you let it go?" Yang Zhiyuan sneered.
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
"That's great. I don't want to hear your explanation. I know what you are thinking. I bought you your favorite cake. Eat it! After you finish, you can leave!"
Yang Zhiyuan had no expression on his face, he just kept his head down and worked.
Yang Ru thought that her cousin condoned her actions.
"Thank you, bro!"