Being scolded as a spoiler, Fubao was spoiled by his five uncles

"What did you say? Yang Lijuan wants me to go to jail?" Director Xing seemed to have heard a big joke. Is this Yang Lijuan crazy?

"Yes, that's what they mean. No matter what conditions I put forward, they just refuse to agree. They just want you to be punished."

Director Xing laughed out loud, "Yang Lijuan seduced me, why should I go to jail? Did she commit suicide and damage her brain?" Anyway, there was no evidence, so he could deny it at all and let Yang Lijuan go with her whims.

"Director Xing! Are we going to remain silent?"

"It's not impossible. Anyway, nothing can be done to us without evidence."

Bai Qiaoyun was not optimistic. She suddenly thought of something strange in the little girl's hand. She recorded everything she said last time, including her admission that Director Xing bullied Yang Lijuan.

Bai Qiaoyun said seriously: "I think the most troublesome thing now is not Yang Lijuan and her daughter, but that little girl Jiang Qian. She keeps trying to kill us. Does she have any leverage over me?"

"What handle?"

"That was the day she forced me to tell you that it was you who bullied Yang Lijuan."

Director Xing frowned: "Are you referring to that weird thing in her hand?"

"Yes! Director Xing was also threatened by her?"

"She played the conversation between you and her to me, but since it was blackmailed, we don't have to admit it at all." Director Xing is already a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water.

"Can it really be that simple?"

"Then can you think of any other way?"

Bai Qiaoyun choked. If she could think of another way, she wouldn't be so helpless, unless she could deal with the little girl, but the little girl is like a personal spirit, I'm afraid no one can deal with her.

"Since there is no other way, then don't say anything."

Bai Qiaoyun nodded.

But soon a second anonymous report letter arrived at the textile factory, reporting that Director Xing was playing with the feelings of female workers. Such a scumbag was not worthy of being a workshop director in a textile factory and should be suspended for investigation.

Factory Director Gao once again called Director Xing into the office.

"Old Xing! Anonymous letters come one after another. This is very unfriendly to you. Who do you think you have offended?" Director Gao asked with a straight face.

Director Xing thought who else could be messing with her besides that stinky girl. He was really going to be pissed to death.

"I don't know who I offended."

The smelly girl is Section Chief Fang's niece, and she is close to Factory Director Gao. Director Xing doesn't know what Factory Director Gao is thinking, and he doesn't dare to say that he offended Jiang Qian.

After all, he usually wouldn't have any grudges with a five or six-year-old girl, and if he did, he would be laughed at.

"The impact of this incident on you and the textile factory is not very good. I think you should rest at home for a while, and then come back to work after the storm has passed."

Director Xing's eyebrows twitched. Are you planning to suspend him?

"Director Gao, I am not guilty and the factory cannot suspend me from my job."

"Whether you are guilty or not will be found out one day. Then you can come back to work. You should avoid the limelight for now. If someone really comes to the factory, it will not look good to anyone." Director Gao said helplessly. .

I don’t know how long the little girl’s anonymous letter will be written.

I won’t be addicted to writing these letters one after another.

Director Xing was so angry that his face turned black, but he had to obey Director Gao's arrangements.

At the same time, Jiang Qian went to the post office. She had already found out which one was Director Xing's wife, and she happened to be on duty today.

Jiang Qian walked towards a middle-aged woman and asked with a smile, "Are you Liu Guifang?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, then asked: "I am, little girl, do you have anything to do with me?"

Jiang Qian nodded: "Yes."

“Do you want to send a letter or a package, little girl?”

"I won't even send it, I'll just come to you."

Unexpectedly, Director Xing’s wife is gentle and gentle in speech, and she looks like a kind woman at first glance. Director Xing just thinks that his wife has a good temper, and then he engages in male-female relations outside?

Liu Guifang was stunned again, "It seems we don't know each other, right?" In her memory, she had never seen such a cute little girl, otherwise she would have been somewhat impressed.

"Yes, we didn't know each other before, but we can know each other now."

Liu Guifang was amused: "What you said makes sense."

"Auntie! Can you go and have a chat with me?" Jiang Qian asked seriously.

Seeing that this little girl seemed to have something really to do with her, Liu Guifang called her colleagues to help her with her desk while she and Jiang Qian went aside.

"Little girl! What do you want to talk about?"

Jiang Qian asked seriously: "A girl jumped into the river a few days ago. Has Auntie heard about it?"

"Yes." There was a big commotion at that time, and everyone on the street knew about it. They heard that they had a relationship with a cook in a state-owned hotel, but they later said that it was not the case, and it was just a misunderstanding.

"The girl who jumped into the river was a textile factory worker."

"Oh, what's the problem?"

"Auntie's husband is the workshop director of a textile factory, right?"

"Correct."

"So this girl is your husband's worker."

"That's normal. Little girl, are you related to this girl?"

Jiang Qian said, "I have nothing to do with her. It's your husband who has something to do with her."

Liu Guifang didn't understand what Jiang Qian meant, and asked, "What does my husband's jumping into the river with this girl have to do with it?"

"This girl jumped into the river because of your husband."

"What did you say? My husband made a girl jump into the river?" Liu Guifang asked in disbelief.

"That's right, so your husband is a bad guy and did something very, very bad."

Liu Guifang's expression changed and she said sternly: "Little girl, you can't talk nonsense. My husband will not cause anyone to jump into the river. This is related to our family's reputation."

"Auntie! I am the child who is the least able to talk nonsense. I came to you with evidence, and I will definitely not accuse anyone unfairly."

"What evidence do you have?"

Jiang Qian took out the voice recorder and played a recording of what she said when she forced Bai Qiaoyun to tell the truth.

After hearing this, Liu Guifang was stunned and said: "How could Lao Xing do such a bastard thing?"

Jiang Qian explained: "Originally, this kind of thing has nothing to do with me, but after your husband did something bad, he still blamed it on my uncle, causing my uncle to suffer unjust injustice. I can't stand by and watch."

Liu Guifang asked subconsciously: "Who is your uncle?"

"That's the cook from the state-owned hotel."

Liu Guifang suddenly said: "That's it."

"Your husband used his power to have sex with female workers in the textile factory. Does Auntie know about these things?" Regardless of whether Liu Guifang could bear her husband's cheating, Jiang Qian asked directly.