Xu Weiguo was stunned, and his face was suddenly full of shame.

Wen Wen looked at him calmly: "What disappointed me the most about this incident was not that you favored your people, but that after something happened, you didn't plan to find out what was going on in the first place."

Maybe in your heart, Li Yue'e sister and brother are the people you trust the most, but when it comes to our cooperation, you don't plan to give me an explanation. ”

If Rong Zheng hadn't helped her find out the details of Li Yue'e's sister and brother this time, I was afraid that Zhou Yu would have suffered a greater crime in the police station.

"Warm girl, I ......"

Xu Weiguo opened his mouth to explain, but found that he couldn't say a word at this time.

He was annoyed and guilty for a long time: "Warm girl, I'm sorry, I promise, there will never be a ...... in the future"

"Boss Xu, it's not good, something happened, someone surrounded our factory."

Before Xu Weiguo's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by the workers who suddenly rushed in.

"What did you say?"

The worker took a few rough breaths, saw that Nuan Nuan and Zhou Haichuan were also there, and hurriedly said:

"Warm girl, Master Zhou, go and take a look, those people are making trouble around the factory, saying that there is something wrong with your pickles."

The warm brows instantly furrowed, and Zhou Haichuan's face on the side was also dyed with urgency: "How is this possible?" ”

Rong Zheng strode over: "Nuan Nuan, I'll accompany you over to have a look." ”

"Okay, uncle, you wait here for my cousin, and Rong Zheng and I will go and have a look first."

"Okay."

When Nuan and Rong Zheng and Xu Weiguo rushed to the cannery,

I saw more than a dozen people gathered outside, holding wooden sticks and shovels in their hands, and surrounded the door of the cannery.

"Tell your stewards to come out, there's something wrong with your pickles."

"That is, call people out, the pickles you produce have eaten bad people, and we want an explanation."

"Yes, we want an explanation!"

The sound of the cacophony almost pierced the sky.

The workers who were guarding the door and negotiating with them saw Xu Weiguo and hurriedly shouted: "Boss Xu, our Boss Xu is here." ”

The group of people immediately turned around and looked in the direction of Wen Wen and Xu Weiguo.

The leading man had a hideous face and a fierce gaze: "Boss Xu? Who is in charge of the production of pickles? ”

"I ......"

Xu Weiguo was about to speak, but was interrupted by a warm voice.

"I am, the pickles sold in this factory are all produced by my family, is there any problem?"

"What's the problem? Your pickles have a big problem, and you almost ate the dead, do you know? We're here today to ask you for an explanation! ”

The leading man said, staring at Warmth with a fierce gaze.

"I want to say yes, but I first have to confirm whether the pickle in question is from my home, where did you buy it from?"

"I bought it from your factory." The man snorted coldly.

Warm squinting eyes: "No, the pickles produced by my family are not retailed, but only supplied to a few fixed supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, you said you bought it from this factory, who did you buy it from?" ”

The man didn't seem to expect that the yellow-haired girl was not bluffed by herself, but was extremely calm.

Suddenly, he was stunned, "Where is there so much nonsense, Lao Tzu said that what he bought here is what he bought here, there are so many people in this factory, how does Lao Tzu know who sold it?!" ”

As he spoke, he smashed an empty pickle bottle directly into the warm face.

"Stinky girl, you stare at the dog and take a good look, is this your pickle!"