70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 116 Yang Yihe Peeping

Yesterday, she was still thinking about paying He Yuan back some money. Now that she is finally able to pay it back, she endured the pain and handed ten big unity notes to He Yuan: "I will pay you back so much first, and I will pay you back the rest in two months. That way, I will pay you back."

He Yuan's eyes froze instantly. He looked at the money with a cold heart, "Don't be so anxious."

"Take it."

Chen Qing stuffed the money into his pocket.

Anyway, I have made up my mind to pay off the debts as soon as possible and sort out the relationships as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the two of them would always be together, which would easily lead to misunderstandings.

Chen Qing said he would return it, and even though He Yuan refused, he still stuffed the money into his pocket.

He Yuan did not feel happy at all after receiving the two hundred yuan.

She seemed eager to pay off her debts.

He Yuan felt vaguely uneasy.

Chen Qing gave him half of the gifts that Teacher Lin had given him: "Take these home. It's almost time to go to work, so go to work."

He Yuan put the gift down: "You are injured, these are what you deserve, I'm going to work."

His tone turned cold and he strode out.

Coming to the machinery factory in a daze, Mao Jianguo hurriedly called out to him, "Is Chen Qing okay?"

He Yuan: "Injured."

Mao Jianguo: "Then I will wait until Talia can go out and go see Chen Qing with her."

Seeing He Yuan's grim expression, he patted He Yuan's shoulder to comfort him: "The fracture is not a big deal. I heard that Chen Qing is alive and well."

He Yuan knew he had misunderstood.

But there was no explanation.

He went on with his own busy work.

Everyone in the machinery factory soon learned that Chen Qing had suffered a fracture while saving Director Lin. Everyone was shocked, but since the Public Security Award had been issued, it must be true. Some people were envious, some were jealous, and some were angry!
Secretary Yang suppressed his anger, took a sip of tea, and said, "Chen Qing broke a bone? And he even received a certificate of commendation from the police. How could this be such a coincidence?"

Yang Xiujin was sweating profusely. "I don't know. Yesterday, she and He Yuan went to the supply and marketing cooperative. Maybe they had a work issue and wanted to see Director Lin. So she went to Director Lin's house and happened to overhear their conversation. Then she saved Director Lin."

"Chen Qing definitely can't be the main person in charge of next month's exchange meeting."

What a waste of his trap.

Secretary Yang thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry about them for now. You've been reported twice recently, so be more frugal with your spending."

"Then tonight..."

Tonight, an old friend of Secretary Yang came over specially. He arranged for them to go to a secluded courtyard where they kept a few girls to serve people, and there were also good wine and food.

Nowadays, there are no green streets and willow alleys like in ancient times, but people always come up with new ways to satisfy their desires.

As a subordinate who often receives guests for Secretary Yang, Yang Xiujin has long been accustomed to this aspect, and it is normal for him to spend a lot of money.

Secretary Yang: "Proceed according to the original plan. You have to pay attention."

"Ah."

Yang Xiujin knew what was going on.

Why are report letters useless?
Because he has connections in the court.

For example, it is useless to report Director Shen because Director Shen will intercept the report letter.

Perhaps in the past few years when things were tense, no one dared to do such a thing, but as time went on, many big figures have been brought down, and many people who are used to having money will naturally try to gain some benefits from other places.

They can also distinguish between temporary interests and long-term benefits.

When Yang Xiujin left the secretary's office and returned to his own office, he happened to run into Director Shen.

Director Shen was arguing with the workshop director over documents and didn't notice at all. He turned sideways and walked upstairs.

Yang Xiujin watched him walk further and further away from afar, and couldn't help but miss the days when he worked hard with Director Shen.

He is not a good person.

But he is definitely a good boss!
Under his promotion, the welfare of the machinery factory has become one of the best in the country. Originally, their machinery factory was not that large. It was built up step by step by Director Shen, but he was too upright and took too slow a path.

Different road non-phase plan.

Yang Xiujin went to a remote courtyard at night.

"Director Yang."

A serious female voice greeted him.

Yang Xiujin nodded slightly.

The girls in the house were specially trained by those whose mothers were once rich girls.

She had studied abroad and was forced to become a brothel boss in order to have someone to support her family.

The people she trained looked almost like young ladies from wealthy families.

He is proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

During the performance, I felt talented and unattainable. After the performance, looking at these well-behaved girls, it was even easier for me to be distracted!

Many men don’t really like experienced women when they are out having fun. Instead, they like women who look serious and enjoy the pleasure of forcing them.

Yang Xiujin was waiting for someone to come.

He and Secretary Yang need money, so it is naturally very useful. These people who come today can be ripped off by him!
Yang Xiujin gave her another warning: "Serve them well."

The woman agreed and went to teach the girls a lesson.

After Yang Xiujin and others arrived, they toasted each other. Seeing that they were not paying attention to the food, he called the group of girls over.

The girls sat beside them shyly, and the men laughed and tried to grab their buttocks. They blushed and dodged, which made them laugh.

There was also a girl next to Yang Xiujin, who kept teasing him. Naturally, he couldn't remain calm and reached his hand into the woman's clothes.

She smiled coquettishly: "Director Yang, don't be like this."

Yang Xiujin held her hand tightly, which made the woman happier. She held the wine to his mouth with her other hand.

Yang Xiujin felt extremely disgusted with her, but he also knew that he was just playing along, otherwise other people would be dissatisfied with him.

Although his body was dirty, his heart was clean.

Everyone in the room had their own partner. Seeing that Yang Xiujin was about to go to bed, they looked at each other and laughed.

Few people come to this remote courtyard, and it is usually strictly guarded, so they can express their selfish desires without any worries.

But no matter how much they thought about it, they never imagined that a little girl would peek.

Yang Yihe took down five bricks from the wall, squeezed in, and then put the bricks back in place.

She knew where the guards were, so she tiptoed past them and came to the back of the main house.

Behind the main house there were special marks left by her mother. Yang Yihe climbed up stepping on the spots her mother had dug.

She moved lightly and breathed lightly.

After reaching the roof, she lay down on the thin roof, opened a tiny gap, and secretly observed the people inside.

Taking out the drawing paper, Yang Yihe roughly sketched the people her father came into contact with, and then quickly left.

After returning home, he carefully restored their appearance based on his memory.

After finishing the drawings one by one, Yang Yihe came to the corner where her father had driven her mother to when she was dying, brought a stool, and pulled out the bricks with the marks.

There were already many portraits stuffed inside, and Yang Yihe hid today's portrait inside.

Before her death, her mother explained this route very clearly and forced her to agree, telling her: "You must never let the portraits be discovered by others, even if you die. But if one day the police come looking for you, you must hand over all the portraits, understand?"

Her mother looked mad and trembling with fear, but she still agreed.

Yang Yihe pursed her lips and went back to bed.

Dad is not here.

She slept soundly.