Chapter 1: The Thief

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In the summer of 2017, at No. 23, Lulin Road, Guangbei City, the Nishang Embroidery Workshop rarely stopped production, and all the embroidery girls lined up in the big courtyard with flushed faces, and there were hundreds of people on the scene, but it was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing remained.

"Two thousand basic salary, overtime pay of 25 per hour, including food and lodging; I Wu Wanniang thinks that I treat you well, but I can't imagine that some of you are not satisfied, and even touched the reception room and stole the guests' things. It's a shame on our neon embroidery shop. ”

Wu Wanniang, who was wearing a cyan cheongsam, was obviously angry, and her voice was much higher than usual:

"Give you another half an hour, if no one has turned themselves in, I will directly call the police to arrest someone, don't blame me Wu Wanniang for not being merciful. ”

When Ye Manwen in the queue looked up, he just saw a strand of fine hair hanging down from Wu Wanniang's meticulous bun, and the time was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, just like in the previous life, every second was right.

In another ten minutes, she will be framed by Yongmei, accused of being a thief, and then stumbling to prison, where she died of advanced gastrointestinal cancer two years later.

The day she breathed happened to be her 25th birthday.

Ye Manwen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly opened, and he stared fiercely at Yongmei, who was talking to someone in the lower right.

In this life, she will never let anyone easily bully her!

*

"Hey, interesting. ”

Ji Yun, who was leaning on the window of the reception room on the second floor to watch the play, beckoned to Lin Zhichu, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea:

"At the beginning, you look at the woman with two braids, her eyes are as deep as a pool of lake water, it seems to be calm, but in fact, the inside is already turbulent, there is a play, there is a play, there is a play......"

Lin Zhichu didn't get up, shook his head, and said helplessly: "I said Ji Da screenwriter, don't make a mistake again." Yesterday at Guangbei Airport, you were stunned to stop a girl, and insisted that others quit their jobs and follow you to act, but we went to the police station for a circle. ”

Walking to the window, Lin Zhizhi slapped his hand on Ji Yun's shoulder, Ji Yun turned his head with grinned teeth and glared angrily:

"You're going to murder your ......"

"Huh? Murder what?"

Under Lin Chuchu's close-range gaze, Ji Yun turned his head, swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, rolled his eyes and said:

"Murder of a pro...... Let's go. You're too boring to joke about. ”

Pushing Lin Zhichu away, Ji Yun sat back on the sofa lazily and drank the remaining half of the tea that Lin Chuyi had drunk.

Lin Zhichu looked at Ji Yun who was paralyzed on the sofa and said with a headache:

"Screenwriter Ji Da, we came to Guangbei this time to customize a cheongsam for your debut novel "The Legend of the Embroidered Girl", don't forget that you still have a gambling contract, don't cry when you lose. ”

"Got it, got it. ”

Ji Yun impatiently threw the pillow on the side to Lin Zhichu.

*

Compound.

"The time for half an hour of voluntary confession has arrived"

Wu Wanniang brushed the hair that was scattered in front of her temples behind her ears, and glanced at everyone leisurely:

"To you, I have done my best. ”

"Hey, hello, I'm going to call ...... police"

Ten minutes later, the door of the embroidery workshop slowly opened with the sound of sirens outside.

This monotonous, noisy voice has been heard several times a day in the closed prison for the past two years. Ye Manwen was in a bit of a trance, and didn't come back to his senses until he felt his sleeves being pulled.

"Manwen, you ......"

Yongmei bit her plump and tender lower lip, looked at Ye Manwen with an embarrassed expression, and stopped talking.

The cherry mouth is small, and under the curved willow eyebrows are a pair of delicate and bright eyes, Yongmei is as beautiful and moving as ever.

It's a pity, but it's a femme fatale.

Ye Manwen, who is 1.72 meters tall, looked at Yongmei, who was a head lower than her, and seemed to smile:

"Yongmei, what do you want to tell me?"

The calm and relaxed Ye Manwen gave Yongmei a condescending feeling, Yongmei wrinkled her good-looking willow eyebrows, and the disgust in her eyes flashed:

"It's all this time, Manwen, why are you still ...... Ay. ”

Yongmei stomped her feet, and finally threw Ye Manwen a look of hatred for iron, and hurriedly walked towards Wu Wanniang, who was talking to the police.

It's just that the moment she turned around, Ye Manwen clearly saw a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Comrade policeman, that's how it happened"

Wu Wanniang opened WeChat on her mobile phone and clicked on a chat photo:

"I suspect that my embroidery workshop employee stole the necklace in the picture. ”

Wu Wanniang handed the mobile phone to the two policemen opposite, her face was scornful, after all, it was not a glorious thing that there was a thief in her embroidery workshop.

"This ...... Could it be the "tears of the prairie" that caused a sensation in the jewelry world some time ago?

Another policeman, who was much older, stared at the brilliant gem in the picture without blinking, and swallowed the saliva in his mouth fiercely.

If this is really the "Tears of the Prairie", then the thief is guilty of a great crime, at least ten years in prison. ”

"Oops"

Yongmei, who came over, just heard the latter sentence, stumbled under her feet, and collapsed to the ground softly, half of the full snow-white naked in her breasts were exposed.

The two policemen, their four eyes suddenly shot at the spring light.

"Yongmei, why are you here?"

Wu Wanniang turned around and just saw this scene, and immediately felt ashamed and hateful, and dragged Yongmei up from the ground with half help and half pinching.

The pain in her arm made Yongmei come back to her senses, but a small face was already so white that there was no trace of blood, Yongmei stole at the two policemen in front of her, her eyes flashed:

"I ...... I'm here ......."

"You turned yourself in. ”

Wu Wanniang suddenly realized, the hand holding Yongmei was instantly released, and she snorted coldly:

"If you don't see the coffin, you don't shed tears, why did you go earlier. ”

The disdain and contempt in Wu Wanniang's expression deeply stung Yongmei's eyeballs, and the resentment on her buried face flashed.

"Boss, you're right, it's my fault, I should have come forward earlier. ”

When Yongmei looked up again, she was already a pear blossom with rain, and she looked pitiful:

"However, it's still too late, the boss begs you, let these two police brothers leave, I know where the necklace is. I'll give it back to you as it is."

"This girl may also be confused for a while"

The younger policeman's eyes wandered over Yongmei, and his tone was gentle:

"Now that she has admitted her mistake and is your own person, Ms. Wu, do you think you should forget it?"

There is a thief in the neon embroidery workshop, and it is really bad for the company's reputation to spread it.

Wu Wanniang originally just wanted to scare these embroidery girls and make them behave more in the future.

"There is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days"

Zhu Rui, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes outside the gate, carried a briefcase and said undoubtedly: "If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it, since you have stolen the things of the embroidery workshop, you must be prepared to go to prison." ”

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