Being scolded as an oil bottle, Fubao was spoiled by five uncles

"In that case, little girl! How do you want me to help you?"

"Just keep playing my uncle."

"So simple?"

"Yes, only if I am your niece, I can have a better relationship with Director Gao." After all, it is Director Gao who decides to kick Director Xing out in the end.

She didn't count.

Fang Huaiyuan said distressedly: "It's not that I don't want to act. Director Gao already knows that you are not my niece."

Jiang Qian stared with big black eyes: "Really? Did Director Gao admit it when he asked?"

Fang Huaiyuan touched Jiang Qian's little head, and said with a smile: "Fake, even if Director Gao doubts, I will insist that you are my own niece."

"I knew Uncle Fang was the best."

In fact, Jiang Qian knew that Director Gao would be suspicious. After all, Fang Huaiyuan was not from the local area, but his nephew was from the local area. Anyone with a bit of intelligence would feel that this was wrong.

But it's one thing to be wrong, another thing to refuse to admit it. Fang Huaiyuan can be her real uncle.

Fang Huaiyuan corrected: "Since you are a real uncle, then from now on you can just call me uncle and remove the surname."

"Okay, Uncle."

Although he knew this was acting, Xu Song on the side looked a little jealous and felt that Fang Huaiyuan was not a good person, and he was acting as his own niece and daughter in a routine.

Xu Song reminded: "Qianqian! You forgot to do serious business."

"Second uncle! I haven't forgotten, let's go to Director Xing now."

Jiang Qian and Xu Song went to the workshop, Director Xing was easy to find, he was in the workshop office, and it happened that there was no one else in the workshop, so it was much more convenient to ask questions.

Jiang Qian gave Xu Song a look and asked him to go outside the office to watch.

Jiang Qian found a chair and sat down opposite Director Xing honestly. Director Xing was taken aback, wondering what this little girl was going to do.

"Little girl! What do you need from me?" Director Xing asked politely.

Yesterday Jiang Qian walked around the workshop, and it was Section Chief Fang who took her, and Factory Manager Gao took her. It can be said that she stole the limelight, so Director Xing knew that the relationship between this little girl was not simple. The girl is right to be polite.

"Of course I have something to do with you, it's impossible to come to drink tea."

Director Xing laughed and said: "Little girl! You and I don't even know each other. What can you do with me?"

Jiang Qian cut to the point and said, "I'm looking for you because of Yang Lijuan."

When she said this, Jiang Qian stared at Director Xing seriously, but he didn't panic at all, which shows that she is very sure about this matter.

"Yang Lijuan is a worker in our textile factory. What can you do if you come to me for her?"

"You know what I'm looking for you, right?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"You know that Yang Lijuan wanted to die, right?"

Director Xing said calmly: "Of course I know, not only I know, everyone in the textile factory knows."

"You are the workshop director. If something like this happens to your workers, don't you care about her?"

Director Xing smiled and said: "Little girl! You don't have to worry about this matter, I will definitely visit my workers."

Jiang Qian said, "I really didn't see it."

"Little girl! Is there anything else besides this?"

Director Xing thought to himself that the little girl was Section Chief Fang's niece, why would she come to him suddenly because of Yang Lijuan's matter?
Thinking of Director Gao taking Jiang Qiandou to the workshop yesterday, could this be what Director Gao meant?If it's really Director Gao's intention, then you have to do some superficial work.

"Yes, I just want to know why Yang Lijuan jumped into the river."

"Although I am Yang Lijuan's leader, I don't know about it. After all, I usually don't manage the workers' private affairs."

"But how did I hear that Director Xing was involved in Yang Lijuan's suicide attempt?"

Director Xing's face changed, "Little girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I have nothing to do with Yang Lijuan."

"Director Xing! Are you really not related to Yang Lijuan at all?"

"of course not."

Jiang Qian smiled and said, "How can you have no relationship at all? Yang Lijuan is a worker in your textile factory, and you are the workshop director of the textile factory. It is clearly the relationship between the leader and the subordinates."

"Could it be that Director Xing and Yang Lijuan really have something else to do with each other?"

"No, children can't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. I know what Director Xing did behind his back. After all, Yang Lijuan will not seek death for no reason."

"Didn't Yang Lijuan commit suicide because she was bullied by a cook?"

"But that cook is innocent. If you don't believe me, Director Xing can inquire and see if I'm lying to you."

"Little girl! Why do you want to meddle in Yang Lijuan's affairs?" Director Xing asked puzzled.

"Because that cook is my uncle."

Director Xing frowned, and murmured, "Is the cook your uncle?"

"Yes, it's my uncle. You and Yang Lijuan have nothing to do with my uncle, but you insist on getting involved. Although my uncle hasn't married a wife yet, he doesn't want to be a cheap father. "

"Little girl! You don't think I'm harming your uncle, do you? I don't know about it." As long as the little girl doesn't have something against him, he won't admit anything.

"Even if you didn't directly want to harm my uncle, but this happened because of you, and you caused it indirectly." Jiang Qian said angrily.

"Little girl, you are wronging someone. I have done nothing. Yang Lijuan's death has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Qian snorted coldly: "Have I wronged you? Listen to this first."

Jiang Qian took out the recording pen, and played a part of the conversation with Bai Qiaoyun yesterday for Director Xing to listen to. Director Xing's face turned green and pale after listening.

"I'm not wrong, Yang Lijuan was bullied by you, and she was even pregnant with your child."

"No, it's not true. Bai Qiaoyun is talking nonsense. He's slandering me." Director Xing stepped forward to grab Jiang Qian's recording pen. How could Jiang Qian let him succeed, and she threw him back into the space.

Director Xing rushed to nothing, but revealed his guilty conscience.

"Director Xing, if Bai Qiaoyun is slandering you, why are you so excited?"

Director Xing refused to admit it, "I'm not excited, I'm just curious about this thing in your hand, I've never seen it before."

"I'm sure you haven't seen it before. This is something I brought back from abroad, just to prevent some people from not counting what they say and having to renege on their debts later."

"Little girl, what do you really want? Do you believe what a female worker slanders me?"

"I think you are not the only one who is an official in your textile factory. Why should a female worker come to slander you instead of slandering others? This must mean that you have a problem."