Two sparrows with fluttering gray feathers landed silently on the branches of the big locust tree outside the window of Deputy Director Ren's office. The dense leaves provided a perfect cover.
The window was open a crack for ventilation.
In the office, Deputy Director Ren was leaning back in a large leather swivel chair, playing with a brand new Hero gold pen with a smug smile on his face.
His brother-in-law, the young man in a flowered shirt, was standing in front of the desk, nodding and bowing, with a few documents in his hands.
"Brother-in-law, these are the defective cloth strips that were 'specially approved' last month. They're all signed." The brother-in-law smiled flatteringly and handed over the documents.
Deputy Factory Director Ren glanced at it nonchalantly, opened the drawer, took out a private seal, stamped it with a "snap", and threw the document back to his brother-in-law:
"Well, be more careful. The money... as usual, divide it into three parts. My share will go directly into the passbook. In addition, we will distribute cooling tea every month. The budget will be approved. You can decide. The things... are just a token of appreciation. Make it look good on the books."
"Understood! Don't worry, brother-in-law! It's guaranteed to be watertight! By the way, look at my new watch..."
The brother-in-law proudly swung a shiny Shanghai watch on his wrist.
"Okay, okay, I know you're capable, just keep a low profile!" Deputy Director Ren waved his hand, his tone warning but without much blame in his eyes.
Several big rats, relying on their familiarity with complex pipelines, sneaked into the warehouse next to the Logistics Department.
There are piles of various fabrics here.
Following instructions, they paid special attention to the cloth labeled "defective goods to be processed".
A mouse bit open the sealing line of one of the sacks with its sharp teeth, revealing that the fabric inside was not the defective fabric as expected, but khaki fabric of quite good quality!
There are only slight differences in color or slight blemishes on the corners, but they are not inferior products at all.
In another corner, a sack labeled "first-class labor protection cloth" was actually filled with low-quality cotton cloth.
Although mice do not understand specific values, they can distinguish between good and bad.
This obvious "substitution of a cat for a prince" was instinctively recognized by them as abnormal information, and passed back along with the labeled comparison images.
Another, more daring mouse even sneaked into the purchasing office and got into the wastebasket.
It rummaged around inside and pulled out a crumpled invoice. On it was written "highly effective and powerful rat killer", a huge amount of which cost a lot of money.
But the mouse's keen nose sniffed the remaining odor on the invoice, and only smelled the musty smell of paper and ink, without the pungent smell of poison in its memory.
This piece of paper, the problem!
It dragged the paper to a corner and hid it.
Director Ren's brother-in-law is Wu Dazhi. Wu Dazhi is busy every day, and no one knows how much he does behind the scenes.
After several days of surveillance, Lu Qingyang finally got a message.
Wu Dazhi went to see Hong Liang.
There is indeed a connection between the two.
Wu Dazhi had his usual sly smile on his face, and he put the envelope in his hand into the pocket of Hongliang's work uniform.
Hong Liang looked around vigilantly, quickly put the envelope away, then patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder, and both of them showed a tacit smile on their faces.
"Okay, don't worry, this time it will definitely be supplied by your factory, and I will definitely get everything done."
After the two separated, Wu Dazhi went back and said to his wife:
"I'll give old man Hong Liang some 'hard work fee'. The batch of materials for work clothes are the 'good stuff' piled up in the west corner of the warehouse! Hehe, the material looks okay, but it's actually very brittle. It will pill and deform after washing twice! As for the price... I quoted you the genuine price! Brother Ren said that this order is very profitable, and I'll give him a big share later!"
"If you keep doing this, will something go wrong?"
"What happened? You've done this so many times. Keep your mouth shut and don't tell anyone."
"Why would I tell these things to others?"
Ever since Wu Dazhi went to the factory, their family's life has been getting better and better. How could she be willing to give up such a good life?
Little did they know that all these secrets were known by Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang combined this information, and then asked the animals to collect all the evidence that had not been destroyed and put it together.
I already roughly understand what happened.
Report directly? The evidence is not enough, it is too easy to be suppressed, and it is easy to alert the enemy.
He needed an opportunity to let things "naturally" be exposed to the sun, an opportunity to let the city's internal affairs explode!
Of course, these alone are definitely not enough, we must find an opportunity for people to investigate this matter.
He had a good idea.
The next morning.
The light in the warehouse was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of cloth and dust.
The warehouse keeper, Lao Zhang, was dozing off at the table at the door.
Several people came in pushing empty carts, ready to carry the raw materials needed for lunch production.
Just at this moment!
In the east corner of the warehouse, there was a sudden crisp sound of "crash"! It was like something fell to the ground and broke!
"Huh?!" Lao Zhang woke up with a start, rubbed his eyes and stood up, "Who is it?! What's going on?!"
He cursed and walked towards the source of the sound to check.
Several people pushing carts also stopped and looked around curiously.
Make a feint to the east and attack in the west, success!
Just as Lao Zhang turned around, several mice lurking in the shadows of the sack pile in the west corner ran over!
A sturdy mouse with extremely sharp incisors aimed at the sealing rope of the outermost sack. With a few "crackling" sounds, the tough hemp rope broke!
Another mouse jumped onto another sack nearby and pounced on the paper label that read "First-class labor protection cloth"!
It scratched fiercely with its claws and bit with its teeth, tearing the label into tatters in an instant, and the handwriting was blurred and unreadable!
The third mouse was even more direct. It chose a sack on the side near the bottom and started gnawing at it frantically!
The low-quality sackcloth was stronger than its teeth and was like paper. It was soon bitten open with a hole as big as a fist!
Crash——!
The rope was bitten off, and the mouth of the sack was loosened instantly, and the sack was filled with cloth to prevent it from being restrained.
One side collapsed, and a large pile of dusty and even moldy low-quality cotton cloth rolled out.
At the same time, the same inferior fabric was revealed in the hole of the sack that was bitten.
"Huh? What kind of cloth is this?"
Zhao, a young man pushing a cart, was sharp-eyed and was the first to notice the abnormality.
He walked over curiously, bent down and picked up a piece of cloth sticking out of the hole, twisting it with his fingers, "This... why is it so rough? Like a sack! Is this our first-class labor protection cloth?"
His face was full of doubt, and he looked at the pile of the same low-quality cloth scattered on the ground.
At this time, another man, Lao Li, came over. He was experienced, picked up a piece of cloth, and pulled it hard!
"Swish!" With a slight sound, the cloth was torn easily!
"Oh my god!" Old Li's face changed drastically. "This cloth... this cloth can't be torn at all. How can it be first-class? It's worse than a rag! Can this be used as labor protection clothing? Won't it fall apart if you pull it when you wear it to work?"
Their movement attracted more people, including Chef Wang who was about to go to the cafeteria.
Master Wang is an old model worker in the city's No. 1 clothing factory. He has superb skills and is upright and honest. He has long been worried about the recent atmosphere and poor product quality in the factory. He also complains about Hong Liang's recent secretive and even domineering attitude.
Master Wang came over when he heard the sound, and his face turned livid instantly when he saw the situation here!
He squatted down, stroked the inferior cloth carefully, picked up another piece and rubbed it vigorously. Immediately, a layer of pilling appeared on the surface of the cloth, making it even more sparse.
"This... this is not labor protection cloth at all."
"How could this be switched?"
A few women heard the noise and came over: "Our last batch of clothes was made of this kind of fabric."
"What, the last batch too?"
"Yeah, I thought it was weird at first, but my superiors told me not to make it public, and that's what they wanted, so I ignored it..."
The warehouse keeper, Lao Zhang, ran back from the east. Seeing the chaotic scene and the glaring inferior cloth on the ground, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. He collapsed on the ground and muttered, "It's over... It's over..."
Master Wang stared at the pile of glaring, low-quality fabrics on the ground. He had been deducted bonuses due to several "inexplicable" quality issues before, and he had been holding back a rage in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong.
This blatant substitution in the warehouse that day suddenly made him realize that the root of the problem was here.
At this moment, he and his apprentice Chen hurriedly ran in from the warehouse door and squeezed next to Master Wang:
"Master, look at this. Just now... just now I went to the tool table to look for a wrench, and I saw this yellow bag, right where you put your lunch box! I don't know who put it there!"
As the apprentice spoke, he stuffed a bulging kraft paper bag into Master Wang's hand.
Master Wang unbuttoned the bag.
There were some scattered evidences in it, but one look at him and you could instantly understand what was going on.
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