Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

With whom?

Obviously the thief is him?

What about pretending to be a fart?
The reason why Li Weiqiang didn't say it was his idea from the beginning.

He also wanted to wait for this stupid pig to take the bait, and he would give him a good meal.

Originally, he didn't want to make a big deal out of this matter.

Since it was he who provoked it first, then he should settle the score with him carefully.

"Everyone put away all the work at hand! I have something important to ask everyone!"

The people in the cafeteria put down all the work at hand.

Walking in the direction of Li Weiqiang and He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was also confident and confident, without any appearance of fear.

If Li Weiqiang knew that these three dishes were written by himself, He Yuzhu might really want to take them as his own ideas and show them off everywhere.

"Who took it? I put the notebook on the chair! I will give him 5 minutes to think about it. If he still refuses to admit it, he will be responsible for the consequences!"

He Yuzhu saw that Li Weiqiang was still pretending to be a big brother here.

Thinking of his identity as Director Li, he was not convinced at all.

In front of everyone, he grabbed Li Weiqiang by the collar, so as not to save him face, he questioned him.

"Stop pretending here. You stole my ideas to please the leader, but now you are pretending that your book was stolen? Do you dare to tell them what despicable things you have done?"

Smokey smell?
When Li Weiqiang smelled this smell.

Turning his head to look, his eyes were suddenly startled.

He pulled He Yuzhu's hand away and rushed over.

Fireworks!
Someone is burning something.

Li Weiqiang found a few pages of paper burning under the burning firewood in the fire pit of the stove.

He quickly picked out the paper with firewood, and there was very little left of the paper.

But the corner of the remaining paper, like the cover of a book, has the word 'Yi' written on it.

Li Weiqiang has a habit of writing his name on the cover whenever he buys a new notebook.

And this word Yi is the last word of his name.

"Master, what's the matter?" Liu Minggan felt something was wrong when he followed him.

I saw Li Weiqiang using a wooden stick to pull out the few remaining papers from the fire pit under the stove.

"Who lit the fire here just now?"

"Yang Xiaodong's red class today, he made the fire!"

Li Weiqiang stood up holding the burnt paper, and looked back at the people standing in the kitchen.

"Where's Yang Xiaodong?"

Liu Minggan didn't see it either, he scratched his head and said to Li Weiqiang, "Master, maybe Xiaodong has gone out?"

He Yuzhu put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked over with his legs dangling, and said teasingly, "Li Weiqiang, you don't mean to use these pieces of paper to make a fire, and make some kind of moth out of it?"

Li Weiqiang glanced at He Yuzhu, and saw that he didn't seem to know.

Could it be that someone is helping him behind the scenes?
In his kitchen, someone who betrayed him appeared?

Just thinking like this, Li Weiqiang saw Yang Xiaodong and Ma Hua walking in with their shoulders crossed, talking and laughing.

The two were still smiling at first, but when they saw everyone in the kitchen gathered together, each of them looked serious.

They felt that something was wrong and put away the smiles on their faces.

"What's the matter? There's another meeting? It's a big meeting every three days, and a small meeting every two days. When will it start?"

Yang Xiaodong came jokingly with a playful smile on his face.

Ma Hua next to him didn't say anything, but when he looked at He Yuzhu, he obviously didn't dare to look at him.

Seeing Ma Hua coming, He Yuzhu quickly waved to him, "Ma Hua, come here!"

"What's wrong, master?"

Ma Hua put on a smiling face and leaned over.

He Yuzhu hugged his shoulders, gained confidence, raised his chin, and said to Li Weiqiang: "Ma Hua can testify to me about the three dishes I studied together with Ma Hua yesterday!"

Liu Ming dared to stand up for his master, "Master He, you and Ma Hua are in a master-student relationship. To put it bluntly, he will praise you if you fart! Who will believe his words?"

Yang Xiaodong went out just now, and he didn't know what happened here, so he was always in a daze.

"What's the matter? What happened again? Why can't I understand a word you said?"

Liu Ming dare not bother to look at Yang Xiaodong, this kid has done a lot of things.

Who knows if it is really towards their master.

"My apprentice saw what I wrote! Even if you don't believe it, it's true!"

"It's you, Li Weiqiang, who is so dishonest. You stole my ideas to curry favor with the leader? Are you ashamed?"

Li Weiqiang suddenly smiled, and after laughing, he said with a serious face.

"Let me just say it. I wrote this idea in the notebook yesterday. I only wrote the outline of these three dishes, and they are not perfect."

"I was also surprised when I heard Master He tell the leader my ideas today! I thought Master He stole my book and my ideas."

He showed the remaining burnt paper in his hand to the people in the kitchen.

"Originally, I forgot to collect it after get off work yesterday and put it on the chair over there. Someone conspired to read my notebook and then wanted to destroy the evidence?"

"But it doesn't matter! I have a habit of sprinkling phosphorous powder on the cover of the book. You may not be familiar with this phosphorous powder, but it will burn within three inches of an open flame."

Li Weiqiang walked around Ma Hua and He Yuzhu, "If you don't wash it well with soap, you won't be able to wash it off! So you have also seen that every time I go to work, as long as I am in charge, I will never touch this book."

He walked to the fire pit on the hearth again, "If you don't want to admit who stole my book, then you have to put your hand by the fire for a while, if it doesn't burn, it means you didn't steal my book." book."

After Li Weiqiang finished speaking, he put his hand by the fire and showed them a sample.

Then came Liu Minggan, Yang Xiaodong, and the people who used to work in the canteen of the machinery factory.

In the end, only a few people from the cafeteria of He Yuzhu's former Red Star Rolling Mill were left.

"I, He Yuzhu, never do stealthy things! If I want to do it, I will do it clearly!"

After speaking, he also went to put his hands by the fire.

The fact that his hand didn't burn meant that he didn't steal the book.

As soon as He Yuzhu demonstrated, some people who followed him also went to the fire to try the fire.

In the end, Ma Hua was left alone, with his head bowed, his hands clasped in front of him, not knowing what to think.

"Ma Hua, come here! Show Li Weiqiang a good look, or he will accuse you again!"

Ma Hua looked at He Yuzhu and shook his head, "I won't go!"

"Come on! It's okay!"

He Yuzhu pulled and pushed at the same time, urging Ma Hua to go to the fire to try his hand. Before Ma Hua's hand was close to the fire, he suddenly screamed.

Pushing He Yuzhu away, when he stepped back, he tripped over himself and sat on the ground.

"I'm not going...I don't want to! Don't!"

Li Weiqiang walked up to him and looked down at him, "You stole my notebook, right? If you still don't admit it, I'll have someone drag you to the fire to have a try."

"I said... it was me! I did it! It was me!"

Ma Hua felt guilty and scared.

He is a cook, if his hand is burned, it will be burnt.

How will he do this in the future?