Song Qingya had never been treated like this.
She struggled and cursed: "Joy, how dare you hit me? Believe it or not, I will let your dad die in prison!"
When he mentioned his father, Joey became even more angry, and his hands became a little stronger.
"Since your parents don't know how to educate their children, I will spare no effort to help them."
Song Qingya is shorter than Joey, and she has been spoiled since childhood, so she is no match for Joey.
A few minutes later, her face was beaten like a pig's head.
It hurt so much that she gritted her teeth and said, "Joy, just wait for me!"
After saying that, she covered her face and ran out.
Joey looked at his somewhat red palms, the hatred in his eyes not diminishing much.
The trouble Song Qingya brought to her could be offset by more than a few slaps.
She finally climbed out of the quagmire back then, and now Song Qingya wants to push her down again, but she will never allow it.
Joey packed everything up and went back to the office to work.
Half an hour later, Chen Zhuo hurried in and knocked on her desk.
"Secretary Qiao, Mr. Lu is looking for you. Miss Song is complaining that you beat her."
He looked at her with some worry: "Mrs. Lu came here with her. I think she is not a good person. You should be careful."
Joey stood up from his seat calmly and said calmly: "No one can put a shit basin on my head for something I haven't done."
After saying that, she walked towards the president's office without fear.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Song Qingya lying in Mrs. Lu's arms crying her heart out.
"Brother Wen Zhou, my face no longer hurts, but if I go home like this, my father and brother will definitely not let Secretary Qiao go.
Because of what happened to Miss Han, she was dissatisfied with me. I understood that it was okay to let her take a few blows to calm down.
Just don't cause trouble for Secretary Qiao. She once donated blood to me. I can't forget this kindness. "
Joey almost laughed.
It's a pity that Song Qingya, the little white lotus, doesn't go to the entertainment industry.
She glanced at the people in the room and said calmly: "What's wrong with Miss Song's face? Does it have anything to do with me?"
Mrs. Lu glared at her angrily: "Joy, you hit someone and you want to default on the debt, right? How can a woman like this deserve to be the chief secretary? Wen Zhou, I order you to fire her immediately and solemnly apologize to Qingya!"
Joey sneered: "Mrs. Lu saw me beating her?"
"What Qing Ya said, is that still false?"
"Mrs. Lu also graduated from a prestigious university, and if I remember correctly, her major was law.
As a law school graduate, even though I am getting older, I should still remember the basic laws and regulations.
To convict a person, you need personal and physical evidence.
So, besides Song Qingya, did anyone else see me beating her?
Is there any evidence that the slap on her face was mine?
If not, please ask Madam Lu not to frame good people for no reason. "
Mrs. Lu was immediately shocked.
When did this damn woman become so sharp-tongued and even secretly mocked her for being old!
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Wen Zhou, look at her, how can she look like a chief secretary? How is she different from the crazy woman in the bar!"
"Mrs. Lu, discuss the matter as it is and do not make personal attacks. Otherwise, I will choose legal means to protect myself."
Lu Wenzhou frowned as he watched the two people arguing fiercely.
He knew her mother's aura, it was strong and oppressive.
Most people feel inferior in front of her.
But the Joey in front of him was like a little wild cat with exploded hair. He didn't know what kind of trouble he would get into if he didn't teach him a lesson.
Lu Wenzhou looked at Joey with his cold eyes.
The tone left no room for criticism: "Apologise to her!"
Joey looked at him coldly.
Lu Wenzhou didn't even ask and asked her to apologize.
How much did he believe Song Qingya's words.
Joy has experienced such partiality from Lu Wenzhou many times. She would feel heartbroken when she saw him like this before.
Now, she just felt cold inside.
She looked at Lu Wenzhou coldly and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Why should I apologize for something I haven't done? Does Mr. Lu want to give in?"
"Joy, give you a minute to apologize to her, otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences!"
Joey sneered: "Mr. Lu, what's the consequence that I'm not responsible for?"
He indiscriminately dragged her to donate blood to Song Qingya, causing her to almost faint in the hospital.
He framed her father and imprisoned her, forcing her to have this illicit relationship with him.
If he hadn't been so partial in front of Song Qingya again and again, Song Qingya wouldn't be so arrogant towards her.
Joey stared at Lu Wenzhou without fear, clenching his fists with his little hands.
Song Qingya was right.
However, she refused to admit it.
She also gave Song Qingya a taste of what it felt like to be bitten back without evidence.
Just when several people were arguing, the office door was pushed open.
Mrs. Lu walked in with a smile, "Secretary Qiao, you said you were going to make me coffee, why did you take so long?"
She walked up to Joey, took her hand and started to walk out.
Seeing the old lady being so kind to Joey, Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment.
"Mom, how do you know her?"
Mrs. Lu looked at her in surprise: "Why can't I get to know her?"
She looked around at the few people and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Why are all of them looking so fierce? Are they interrogating prisoners?"
"Mom, Joey just beat Qingya, and we are asking her to apologize. Please don't make trouble."
Mrs. Lu looked at Song Qingya's face, pretending to be distressed and said: "Oh, it must be very painful to be beaten like this. When did Secretary Qiao beat you?"
Song Qingya said with tears in her eyes: "I took the shot in the bathroom half an hour ago."
Old Mrs. Lu suddenly sneered, "Qing Ya, you have to find the right time to accuse someone you wronged. Half an hour ago, Secretary Qiao was watching a movie with me in the entertainment room. How could she hit you?"
Song Qingya was stunned and said aggrievedly: "Grandma Lu, my face is swollen like this, do you think I am lying?"
Mrs. Lu smiled meaningfully: "What if you got jealous when you saw Wen Zhou getting close to Secretary Qiao, and you beat her yourself in order to unjustly accuse her?"
"Grandma Lu, if I was the one who hit her, how could I be so cruel?"
"Ouch! The last time you hurt your arm, it wasn't more cruel than this. If Secretary Qiao hadn't donated blood to you, you would have died a long time ago."
Song Qingya quickly cried and explained: "Grandma, I don't have it, I..."
Mrs. Lu didn't wait for her to finish her words, and sneered: "I am old, but I am not blind yet. Unlike some people, whose eyesight is not good at a young age. If I had known this, he would not have been blind when he was blind." He should be treated."
After saying that, she pulled Joey and left the office.
Song Qingya had never been wronged like this before. She lay in Mrs. Lu's arms and cried loudly: "Auntie, you have to make the decision for me. If this matter is not investigated clearly, I will not be able to live a good life."
Mrs. Lu comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll have someone monitor him now to see if Joey has anything else to say."
