The director of the Fourth Factory is in his fifties. He is slightly fat and has sparse hair on the top of his head. At a glance, you can see his shiny scalp.
He had watched most of the children in the compound grow up, and he was very familiar with which ones belonged to which family.
After asking the two people to sit down, he grabbed a handful of candies from the cabinet, put them into He Siwei's hands, and then sat down opposite them.
He asked, "I have asked someone to compare the notes of all employees in the factory regarding the letter, but you also know that if the other party dared to write a letter to trick you into coming back, they must have taken precautions long ago, fearing that they would find someone else to write it for them."
Seeing that he had misunderstood, He Siwei didn't explain and just kept talking, "Uncle Meng, I'm causing you trouble. According to what you said, since the other party dared to pretend to be a factory, he must have made preparations long ago to prevent others from finding out. I I report this to you because I hope that if someone uses this as a raft in the future, you can help me prove it."
Meng Xingjian said, "Don't worry, I know the truth of the matter."
He Siwei talked about the business he was going to do today. When he heard that she was talking about her father's work, Meng Xingjian looked serious, sat upright, and listened carefully to He Siwei's explanation of what he didn't know.
"It was only after I came back that I heard Uncle Sun from the pharmacy say that my father left him a letter when he passed away. Is that letter in the factory? I want to see it."
Meng Xingjian said, "At that time, your stepmother brought Sun Shifeng over and said that you agreed. Since there was your father's suicide note, I thought it was necessary to listen to you personally, so I asked the accountant from the factory to go to your home. The accountant did not go. ?"
He Siwei smiled bitterly, "If it really happened, I wouldn't come to you to report this matter now. My father passed away and my Aunt Lin said that she had used all the money Shumei's father left her, and now she has transferred a job to Uncle Meng, you know how much others are worth. Sister Shumei's father is a farmer, how much money can he leave to Sister Shumei?"
When Meng Xingjian heard this, he looked a little confused. There were a lot of things in the factory. When people came to see him, he left it to the people below to deal with it. As for whether it was logical or not, he didn't think about it at all.
Now that the little girl pointed it out to her face, her face felt hot.
How much money can a farmer spend? How much does a formal job cost?
Such an obvious problem is here, and no one pays attention to it.
When He Siwei saw that Meng Xingjian was silent, she understood what he was thinking. He couldn't explain the matter clearly, but she could not change her direction and accuse the other party of neglecting his responsibilities. She said, "My father acted like that at that time, and my daughter was not even sick." I have enough energy to take care of the funeral affairs. There are many things in the factory. Uncle Meng can tell the accountant to ask me, which is already showing his sincerity. It’s just that the people below are doing things in a secretive way, and there is no way to prevent this."
She took the initiative to find a reason for Meng Xingjian, and the embarrassment on Meng Xingjian's face faded a bit, but she also reminded him that it was not that he was not paying attention, but that the people below were lying.
He said, "You girl, you see the problem clearly. This matter is indeed a problem with the people below. You come here today, and you have to figure this out even if you don't deal with other work."
Meng Xingjian looked at his watch and stood up, "You two sit down while I go find all the parties involved. I will also ask the people in the archives to bring your father's suicide note."
He Siwei stood up obediently and watched Meng Xingjian leave, then sat back down and put a handful of White Rabbit toffee into her pocket so that she could keep it when she went back to Beidahuang to work.
Zhao Zhengyuan didn't care about the pieces of candy. Seeing He Siwei putting the candy away like a treasure, he wanted to prevent her from getting what she wanted, "Hey. I came with you, why didn't you give me a few pieces?"
He Siwei said, "You don't like sweets."
Zhao Zhengyuan smiled, "You are not me, how do you know whether I like to eat or not?"
He Siwei said, "I know that Uncle Zhao goes out for business and always brings you delicious food. A few times Aunt Shao brought it to me and said that you don't like it."
Zhao Zhengyuan touched his nose.
He turned his head and didn't look at He Siwei. ?
Looking at his look, He Siwei just thought she was guilty, and said with a smile, "I'll keep it and go back to Beidahuang to eat. Even if you have money and tickets, you can't buy anything there. You stay in the mountains all year round. What do you want to eat?" It’s more convenient for me to buy it at home.”
Zhao Zhengyuan turned around and asked seriously, "Is it so painful?"
He Siwei said, "It's not bitter. It's not like this anywhere, but it's a little more deserted over there."
Zhao Zhengyuan was silent for a while and said, "If you are held accountable for this work, can you get it back? And then be transferred back to the factory?"?
He Siwei said, "It would be nice if it was as easy as you think. I have gone to the countryside and can't come back. I don't need to get my job back, but you have to give me some compensation."
People involved in this matter, such as the accountant who ordered Meng Xingjian to call her, will always have to pay the price for what they have done.
Zhao Zhengyuan saw her suddenly silent, turned his eyes, and understood what she meant.
Just at this time, Meng Xingjian also came back with someone. It was early in the morning and it was easy to find people. The man who followed him in was a man in his forties wearing glasses. He was not tall, about 1.65 meters tall. He can be said to be the dwarf among men. ?
Meng Xingjian's face was very ugly. When he spoke to He Siwei, he calmed down a little. He said to the man who followed him, "Sheng Xinzhi, you are the accountant in the factory. You were the one who handled He Dongmin's affairs. You are also in charge of the information. Now you say that He Dongmin’s suicide note is lost. Can you tell me what happened? Also, when He Dongmin’s later lover asked her daughter to take over He Dongmin’s job, I asked you to find He Siwei. Have you gone? Now in front of Siwei, you can tell yourself."
Sheng Xinzhi said, "Director, the things in the archives have been locked. I really don't know why they disappeared. If you hadn't checked today, I wouldn't have discovered this. There are so many people in the office, and I don't know why. Who took away the key to the locker and everyone in the office had it, otherwise why don't we call them all over and ask?"
"According to you, this matter is still unclear?"
Sheng Xinzhi said that he had no choice but to do this at the moment, and explained that he had not gone to find He Siwei at the beginning, "At that time, Sun Shifeng caught up with me halfway and said that you asked him to come and call me, so there is no need to go to He Siwei." Girl, the work has been handed over."
Meng Xingjian said, "It's Sun Shifeng again. I think he is the one who is behind this."
He turned around and said to He Siwei, "I have sent someone to find Sun Shifeng, he should be here soon."
The Staff Hospital belongs to Siyi Factory and is naturally under the management of Meng Xingjian.
Sun Shifeng came quickly. When he entered the office, he saw He Siwei here. He did not say hello as usual, but only said hello to Meng Xingjian. ?
Meng Xingjian told him the reason for calling him over. He originally thought that Sun Shifeng was defending or evading him, but he didn't expect that he had accepted it.
