"The first day was fine, but I didn't go to work in the morning, and I only went in the afternoon! The next day, early in the morning, as soon as we arrived at the community, we heard from others that the old man had a heart attack or cerebral infarction the night before, and was taken away by an ambulance, and now he is still lying in the hospital! The specific life and death situation is unknown! The family is busy with this matter! Alas!" Finally, Qiu Biao's sigh revealed his kindness.

"Oh!" Hu Dafa didn't feel good in his heart, what was going on! It is said that losing money is not a big deal, anyway, this money is not yours, just as if it has not passed through his hands, is it because he is distressed like this?

If this is the case, Hu Dafa will feel better, if it is for the two photos printed, he is frightened, or he can't stand the suspicion between neighbors, chewing his tongue behind his back, pointing fingers, and being knocked down by public opinion, this matter is closely related to Hu Dafa. After all, the last idea was my own.

"Why? Is he really afraid? Afraid that we will publicize and expand this matter again, and make it all over the city, and everyone will know about it? Afraid that he himself will be investigated? Shuangkai? Shuanggui? After so many years, he will not be able to guarantee a late holiday? I feel ashamed? He had this disease before! Not just because of this incident!" Hu Dafa guessed the factory director's thoughts while finding a reason for himself.

"Ahem! I really don't know the specific thing! If you want to know, let's find out again, meet and talk about it at night, and talk to you about the house!" Qiu Biao on the other end of the phone, his expression is estimated to be helpless, there are still things that I didn't expect, it is impossible to perform according to Hu Dafa's script, the villain's first protagonist has such an accident, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing,

"Okay, let's meet!" Hu Dafa hung up the phone, and his pouting mouth could hang a few wine bottles, and at the same time he could maintain this state for three minutes.

"Why? This little money, even my life has to be put into it? Is it worth it? Is it good to retire steadily! This time, I have called the police, just report the sick number, and it is not far from reporting the funeral!" In the interval between idle and boring and idle work, Hu Dafa used his brains to help the factory director think of a way to solve it, and stop making trouble for this little thing! That is a bit .......

Hu Dafa doesn't know how to evaluate his behavior, it is said that he used the wrong method to slightly support justice, which is not right, but in terms of harm, from a legal point of view, his behavior is at most a social security case, and it is just a slip door and pick the lock. But corruption, power and money trading, that is an economic criminal case, and the amount is quite a lot, millions!

However, thinking that the old man he had never met fell down in a languishing state, Hu Dafa's heart was full of apologies. "Alas, after listening to Qiu Biao's words, I helped him, but I didn't expect it, but instead I hurt a person who is about to retire!

"If from Officer Zhao's point of view, what he and the Qiu brothers did is enough to sentence, but according to fairness and justice, he should be the one who goes first, not us! Who let you see the money and sell your power in exchange for benefits, in addition, you also sold the rights and interests of so many employees in the factory, if you stand in the perspective of all the workers, at least you can help the factory fight for more rights and interests!"

"When this happens, you say, whose is it? What's it? It's like a newly bought mobile phone falling into the toilet, and when you take it out, it's money, but when you think about it, it's poop, how to use it, how do you feel awkward and tasteful! Why am I so unlucky! Why are you so unlucky, you old man? You can't be strong, and it's good to learn from the pig of the Wenchuan earthquake!"

In the afternoon, Hu Dafa's mind flew to the hospital, and he really wanted to find a doctor and nurse to inquire, whether he could be rescued, he must go all out to rescue him, at least save his life!

After getting off work, Hu Dafa came to the agreed tavern listlessly, and the Qiu brothers had already ordered a table of wine and food, waiting for Hu Dafa.

Although I didn't eat dinner, I was really not hungry, and I looked at the dishes on the table, and I had some thoughts: This is rich, and I came with four dishes, one soup and two pots of wine at once.

"Dafa, haven't you eaten!come, eat something first!" Qiu Biao greeted warmly.

"I'm not hungry, I can't eat! Let's get down to business first, what's wrong with that old man? Is it okay? Does it matter?" Hu Dafa wanted to know the details and couldn't wait to inquire about the news.

"He's still in the hospital!" Qiu Biao pondered for a while, and started from the beginning: "In the afternoon, I went to that community again, listening to others chatting, I feel like the old man can't think about it himself, not for anything else! Worry and fear, coupled with anger, bad things were done, but within a few days, the money was gone, and these factors combined caused him to pull out! Is this called the pressure of public opinion? Hehe! It is indeed powerful enough!"

"The old man is like that, you are still happy!" Hu Dafa glanced at Qiu Biao, "For the sake of some money, my body is suddenly gone, and I don't even have a little revolutionary capital, alas, you say, our business, is it a bit excessive?"

"It's excessive! It's a little bit!" Qiu Dalong has not said anything, the wine he called today is not as good as in the past, it is indeed good wine, while the two of them are chatting about business, he has already had three glasses in his stomach, listening to Hu Dafa's "conscience disease", he directly took over the conversation: "For him, I have no sympathy, just two words: deserve it! Send two more words: it really deserves!"

"If he wasn't greedy, do you think there would be such a thing? If he was dedicated to thinking about all the workers and the factory, would there be such a thing? If he touched his conscience before doing anything, would there be such a thing? I said, you can't be polite when dealing with this kind of person, if you don't pull it all at once, it can be regarded as God is worthy of him, give him a breath, even if he is sent to the hospital, the doctors and nurses know what he has done, they can't save him, let him feel uncomfortable! Just like dealing with those medical troubles, if you have a patient at home or at home, send it to the hospital, wait at home! Send it, don't care about him!" Qiu Dalong said foaming at the mouth, as if venting his anger, he drank another glass of wine, viciously sandwiched a pillar of vegetables, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, just like the hospital listened to him, he was the dean.