New leader, guide?

Lian Xiao's ears moved, and he said curiously: "What new leader, director?" ”

Xu Zhenggang's lips squirmed twice, he didn't want to say it, but he was afraid that the girl would accidentally cause trouble, so he explained in a deep voice: "I heard that the factory is going to be sold and a major reorganization is going to be carried out, and now no one dares to do things in the limelight, don't be deceived." ”

Last time, Zhang Haiquan announced his personal business license on the street, and he could still contract to set up a factory, but so far only Lian Xiao has really negotiated business.

In order not to cause panic, the news was not announced for the time being.

But now it seems that the rumors have leaked out.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xu Zhenggang was a little anxious, "Don't believe it, someone saw a big truck coming over in the afternoon, this is a large family building, it must be a new leader, director, that's not a character you can compete with." ”

Lian Xiao: "......"

She was embarrassed for a moment, and smiled weakly, indicating that she was taught.

Before leaving, Xu Zhenggang specially returned to his residence and took out two bags of rags and stuffed them for her.

Lian Xiao wanted to refuse.

"You keep it, the efficiency of the factory has not been good recently, and the warehouse has piled up a lot, if you want it in the future, I will bring it to you every afternoon."

Xu Zhenggang's expression of 'I'm for your good' really made Lian Xiao embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the other party walking away, she turned to the big banyan tree, and was about to put it in the commissary, and when Lin Dali carried it back to the factory tomorrow, she touched the sack under her hand, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Lian Xiao frowned, and finally gritted his teeth and dragged the two sacks upstairs.

Dinner is being prepared in the house, and in the kitchen, the couple is still working on the use of a new stove.

Lian Xiaobei was doing his homework in the living room, and when he saw his sister enter the door, his mouth immediately opened wide.

"Sister, are you going to pick up rags?" Lian Xiaobei jumped up and went over to help, and was extremely excited, "Why don't you call me, I can also make money!" ”

Lian Xiao slapped his head away, "Go, go and do your homework." Then he turned his head and shouted inside, "Dad, you come out." ”

Even the sea quickly responded, and he was stunned when he saw this, "What's the matter, rag head?" If you want this thing to go to the factory tomorrow, you can get it. ”

"Not so." Lian Xiao shook his head, closed the iron door, opened the sack, lifted it violently with his tail, and poured out all the contents in one go.

Even the sea didn't understand it at first, but when he saw the inside of the bag, rolling out into a lump of cloth, his expression finally changed.

"Where did this come from?" He picked up the lump of fabric and shook it open, and found that it was large enough to make a dress, and there was no variegated staining.

Even the smile on the face is not good-looking.

After telling the story of what happened downstairs from beginning to end, she muttered: "He said that there are a lot of such rags in the factory recently, and I think it is the situation that appeared after the news leaked." Those who can do their hands and feet must have a high status in the factory and have come into contact with the International Trade Office. ”

Once the scope is narrowed, there are only a handful of suspects.

Lian Dahai pinched the fabric and thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You can't act rashly for the time being. These are the old employees of the factory, and they are very popular with the people, and we need to find evidence first. Since they dare to hide the good cloth in the rag head and sell it, they must do it. ”

"That's right." Lian Xiao nodded, and his thoughts coincided.

In the evening, the two called Lin Dali again and held a long meeting in the room.

Lin Dali slipped his head, touched his chin before leaving, and said, "I have a candidate." ”

"Who?" The other two immediately looked over.

Lin Hercules said mysteriously: "You may not know that there is a factory flower named Zhou Bei in the textile factory, and her uncle is the factory director. Recently, she has been asking me to do an errand. ”