Chapter Seventy-One: Concession

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To put it mildly, Chen Lifang entered the finished product warehouse at will, treating the factory rules and regulations as nothing.

To put it mildly, this is a frame-up, why didn't others see it, but let her see it?

There can also be another layer of deep meaning, why can she Chen Lifang do whatever she wants in the finished product warehouse?

Who gave her this right.

Chen Lifang's bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, she looked down on Liang Chaxiang, she originally dug a pit for her to jump, but she didn't expect Liang Chaxiang to bring herself into the pit, stealing chickens and not eating a handful of rice.

Chen Hongyu looked at it, if this thing was not good, she originally pointed to her aunt and gave her a shame, but she didn't expect that her aunt, who had always been "exquisite", was surrounded by Liang Chaxiang like this, and then let her go around, maybe she would also get in.

Chen Hongyu was also anxious.

"Auntie," she desperately glanced at Chen Lifang, "Didn't you say that there is still work unarranged?" Don't go yet. ”

......As soon as she opened her mouth, Chen Lifang bit her tongue, and the rest of the words turned into a whimper in her mouth.

"Look at my memory," Chen Lifang patted her thigh, "The eldest niece didn't mention it, I forgot it." ”

She picked up the cloth on the table and prepared to apply oil to the soles of her feet, but was held down by Liang Chaxiang.

"You, what do you want to do?" Chen Lifang's face was frightened, where was the momentum of eight and a half points just now.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Liang Chaxiang smiled faintly, and her eyes fell on the silk horse, "Are you, should you give me an explanation?" Well? ”

A faint smile fell in Chen Lifang's eyes, which was even more terrifying than that Shura, where did she dare to hide it, she said it all.

It turned out that Chen Lifang was greedy and delicious, and everyone originally saw that Chen Hongyu was the "acting director", and if she brought any delicious food, she always had to share it.

When she got to work this morning, she saw at a glance that Xu Xiaohua in the warehouse was stuffed with a bag of melon seeds in her pocket.

She was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that Xu Xiaohua could share her, but she didn't expect the other party to press her pocket, pass past her, and ignore her directly.

Okay! Her niece had just lost her position, and she couldn't wait to step on her head.

Chen Lifang was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, she couldn't swallow this breath, so she made up her mind to give Xu Xiaohua some color to see.

After arranging the work of the team, she ran to the warehouse in one go.

It can be regarded as a coincidence, Xu Xiaohua is knocking melon seeds and talking bad about her to her co-workers.

At this time, Chen Lifang's lungs exploded, she pounced on Xu Xiaohua's hair and beat her to death, Xu Xiaohua is also a broken household, now that Chen Lifang has lost her backer, where will he be soft?

The two scuffled, everyone saw it, and when they started fighting, they quickly pulled the fight, knocked over the pile of cloth in the chaos, and the musty silk at the bottom fell into her eyes, and she quickly picked it up while the workers were picking up the cloth.

I wanted to sue Xu Xiaohua for dereliction of responsibility, but Bandao changed his mind, if it weren't for Liang Chaxiang's intervention, everything wouldn't have happened.

After speaking, she secretly glanced at Liang Chaxiang, only to see her eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Lifang was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out.

"I know this, you go first!"

was silent for a while, and Liang Chaxiang's words made Chen Lifang breathe a sigh of relief.

Later, Liang Chaxiang made the workshop big and rectified, not only Chen Lifang, but also everyone in the warehouse was punished, four or five people were there, so that people could carry the cloth away like this under their noses, and she didn't realize it, she really couldn't think of any reason to spare them.

This also made Liang Chaxiang's prestige in the workshop greatly increased.

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Jiang Fanghua stood there, her head bowed, her heart uneasy, and there was a faint fear.

She couldn't help but wonder if it was the beginning, the hands and feet she did in Zhu Zhenzhen's car, were discovered.

But can she be blamed for this?

She flattered her in every way, but Zhu Zhenzhen forced her step by step, and she was also forced to do so.

Jiang Huafang clenched her fists tightly, her nails sinking into her flesh, and she couldn't resist the fear in her heart.

The girl in front of her, coarse linen, with some hairy cuffs, a red head rope tied with a thick braid, and two big and bright eyes.

Zhuang Bohua nodded secretly in his heart, he didn't look leprosy, but he was just ......

He shook his head with pity, he doesn't like girls with many eyes, and he always thinks of beautiful snakes for no reason.

Zhuang Bohua coughed and retracted his thoughts.

Jiang Fanghua's expression was traceless, falling into his eyes.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Zhuang Bohua put on a smiling face.

"What are you doing standing? Sit down! "Pretending to be polite," Yating was stunned for what to do, and didn't pour tea for the guests. ”

Listening to his tone, it was not like Xingshi asking for guilt, Jiang Fanghua breathed a sigh of relief, and said "Don't dare".

Zhuang Yating sat still, glanced at Jiang Fanghua with disdain, and asked her to pour tea for this girl?

She pouted, but there was no door.

Zhuang Bohua actually just said it casually, and he didn't really mean to let Zhuang Yating pour tea.

He sat behind a large desk, seemingly casually flipping through the folders on his desk.

The sound of flipping books made Jiang Fanghua's newly relaxed heart tense up again.

I feel like a prisoner waiting for the verdict, Zhuang Bohua can make her live and die with just one word.

She swore that as long as she was given the opportunity, she would definitely sit in the position that easily condemned life and death.

"Knot Contest, have you signed up?"

Zhuang Bohua suddenly came to the next sentence without a head.

Jiang Fanghua's heart tightened, and he didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but he still nodded involuntarily.

"That's right," Zhuang Bohua rubbed his hands, "there's something I need your help with." ”

Please ask her for help?

Jiang Fanghua's brain was buzzing, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

She couldn't turn her mind around, and looked at Zhuang Bohua in a daze.

Zhuang Bohua coughed, "Liang Chaxiang is your friend, right?" ”

Jiang Fanghua nodded mechanically, a little at a loss.

"She also signed up for the knot contest, you know, Director Xiao is very arrogant about her, so ......"

Zhuang Bohua's face was embarrassed, and he seemed to be unable to speak.

So I want her to give it up!

Jiang Fanghua's face turned pale, her hands clenched in her sleeves, and a sense of humiliation rose to her heart.

Why did she let her give it to Liang Chaxiang, didn't she get enough? Why did she have to take away even her humble little wish?

Just because she belongs to everyone, she is nothing?

"I also know that it's not fair to you, but aren't you friends?"

Zhuang Bohua lit another fire.

Jiang Fanghua stared at the pot of pothos on Zhuang Bohua's desk in a daze, the green leaves gradually blurred in front of her eyes, and finally only a hazy green remained.

Friend?

Are they friends?

It's ridiculous.