My boss betrayed me

"My mind is a mess right now, let me sort it out." Li Yichen collapsed powerlessly on the sofa and weakly asked someone to pass him a cigarette.

He lit a cigarette and smoked for a while, then said helplessly:

"Okay, I'll give you your wages. Take the money and get ready. Go home tomorrow. I'll also give you the money for your train tickets."

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a room attendant strode into the room with three men in plain clothes, and then turned and left.

The door was shut heavily, and one of the men said sternly, "We are from the Anhe City Procuratorate, and we are here to get some information from you. Please go back to your rooms, ladies."

The two female assistants were so nervous that their faces turned pale. They looked at Li Yichen tremblingly and were led out of the guest room by the other two prosecutors.

Li Yichen had just come up with the idea of ​​getting up from the sofa, and his butt was only slightly raised.

"Sit down, don't move!" The prosecutor shouted suddenly, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the whole room. Veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes revealed unquestionable majesty.

Then, his eagle-like sharp eyes swept around like lightning, and then he strode to the desk in the bedroom, grabbed the poem that had not been revised yet, glanced at it quickly, and threw it back to its original place like throwing away garbage.

His movements were clean and neat, with a vigorous and decisive momentum.

Li Yichen took a long puff of his cigarette, suppressing the rage in his heart that was like boiling magma about to erupt. His face was as gloomy as a storm was coming, and he said coldly: "Comrade, I am extremely disgusted by others reading my works without my consent. I have absolutely zero tolerance for such behavior!"

"Hey, who are you showing off to?" The prosecutor's eyes widened instantly, as if they were about to pop out, and his voice was so loud that it seemed to break through the sky, and his tone was so sharp that it seemed to cut through the air. He said, "You watched the TV just now, don't make me nag you here endlessly.

I'm not here to argue with you, so straighten your attitude and explain your little shit to me clearly!"

"How do you know I was watching TV?" Li Yichen asked with a suspicious look on his face, his brows tightly knitted into a knot, full of confusion.

The prosecutor crossed his arms, curled his lips, and said with disdain, "You are one of the legal persons of Yunyang Company. Don't you have any idea? You should know what responsibilities you have to bear.

Let me tell you clearly that before we talked to you, we checked everything thoroughly, leaving no loopholes unturned." As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of information from the folder he carried with him and shook it in front of Li Yichen.

Li Yichen twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray with force, then closed his lips tightly, as if his mouth was sealed, and said nothing. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if ink could drip out.

The prosecutor pulled a chair over and sat down carelessly. He leaned forward, his eyes as sharp as a torch, as if he wanted to see through Li Yichen. He locked his eyes with him and said:

"When was the first time you met Liu Dongyang? Where was it? What did you talk about?"

Li Yichen chose to remain silent, his eyes were wandering, his mind was in a state of confusion, he seemed to be racking his brains to think of something.

The prosecutor slammed the table and shouted angrily, the sound was deafening: "Answer my questions, don't play dumb here!" His palm slammed on the table, shaking the water glass on the table a few times.

Li Yichen remained silent, but his face became uglier and uglier, as black as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing this, the prosecutor softened his tone a little, but still with a bit of severity, and said with a forced smile, "Hey, don't be so tense, come on, let's talk calmly.

I was too aggressive and blunt just now, I apologize to you here." He tapped the table with his fingers unconsciously, showing his inner anxiety.

Li Yichen snorted coldly: "Humph, your attitude changes quite quickly."

The prosecutor frowned and raised his voice, saying, "Stop talking nonsense here and answer the question quickly!"

So, Li Yichen started from how he met Liu Dongyang, and recounted the whole incident in detail, without missing a single detail. He spoke in such a meticulous and detailed manner that not even a small detail was left out.

Finally, he said, "What I said is all true facts. You can go ahead and investigate. I can bear any legal responsibility for the situation I reported. There is no doubt about it!"

The prosecutor nodded, his expression as serious as a piece of iron, and said solemnly and majestically: "We have been to Longgudui, not only did a lot of in-depth and detailed investigation work, but also conducted a carpet search of your house in accordance with the law. Please understand and cooperate.

Up to now, we believe in you, and we hope that you can actively cooperate with our work and not cause trouble for our investigation!" He said as he flipped through the notebook in his hand, which was densely filled with various clues and key points.

Li Yichen sighed, his face full of helplessness and sorrow like a bitter gourd, and said: "This incident happened too suddenly, I haven't even completely recovered, and I haven't really accepted this cruel reality from the bottom of my heart. I'm really confused and almost stunned!"

The prosecutor said, "I know you are a poet, but why did you switch to business? This is not your specialty."

"How should I put it?" Li Yichen replied with a wry smile, which was uglier than crying: "In the past, there was a saying that a country can be saved by a roundabout way. I am just saving poetry by a roundabout way. Times have changed. Poets are no longer popular and worthless.

I was thinking that if I had money, I could publish my poetry collection at my own expense, organize a poetry club, and use all my energy in my life to contribute to the revival of poetry. But now, it’s all over! ”

The prosecutor asked thoughtfully: "Was it your own idea to research flavored balls or was it suggested to you by someone else?"

"Of course it was my own idea." Li Yichen said, feeling helpless and disappointed: "I'm a single guy, and my salary is pitifully low, so I have to cook for myself.

Every time I want to improve my life and make seasoning bags, it is extremely troublesome. I really want to have a seasoning bag that can be used repeatedly. As time goes by, this idea becomes clearer and clearer. This can be regarded as practice makes perfect.

Later, I expanded my thinking and felt that this product definitely had a market, so I borrowed some money from a friend and asked an expert to help with research. Later, when the money was not enough, I borrowed another sum. A total of 150,000 Dragon Coins. "

"Who provided you with the funds?" the prosecutor asked relentlessly, his eyes full of inquiry and scrutiny. His fingers unconsciously drew circles on the table, thinking about the credibility of Li Yichen's words.

"The person who lent me the money is Xia Muchu, my college classmate." Li Yichen replied.

My heart was filled with gratitude and guilt towards my friend: "Not only did I borrow money, but every time I borrowed money, it was when Xia Muchu himself needed money, and there was no IOU, nor any verbal agreement on interest and repayment period."