Little Zhang the Driver anxiously entered the director's office, and upon opening the door, he found Wang Xiaoqiang, Zheng Shuang, and Asou Yoshiko all there, which made his heart skip a beat, and cold sweat imdiately broke out.
Just then, as Little Zhang the Driver was panicking, Wang Xiaoqiang sternly shouted, "How can you be so unruly, entering the director's office without knocking?"
The mont he entered, he was criticized, and his panic intensified. He imdiately nodded and groaned apologetically, "Yes, yes, sorry, I, I..."
"Get out, knock and co back in," Wang Xiaoqiang coldly ordered.
Normally, in this small county town factory, there wasn't much in the way of formalities; one usually entered the leaders' offices without knocking. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang being so particular, Little Zhang the Driver knew sothing was wrong, becoming even more fearful. He hurriedly backed out, closed the door, and then knocked.
"Co in." Zheng Shuang coldly ordered.
Only then did Little Zhang the Driver push the door open and walk in.
"Hello, Chairman; Hello, Factory Director Zheng; Hello, Director Wang." Learning from his mistakes, Little Zhang the Driver hastily greeted respectfully.
"Just stand there." Zheng Shuang said coldly. The three leaders sat while Little Zhang the Driver stood, creating psychological contrast and pressure on him.
"Little Zhang, you've been a driver at the factory for nearly ten years, right?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked. Without sufficient evidence, he had to extract the truth from Little Zhang the Driver.
"Yes, yes, eleven years." Upon hearing this, Little Zhang the Driver grew even more apprehensive; leaders usually didn't discuss such matters with employees. When they did, it usually ant promotion, demotion, or dismissal.
"Your family has built a three-story house too, hasn't it?" Little Zhang the Driver was from a nearby village in Sanmiao Village, Wang Xiaoqiang knew him and was well aware of his family's circumstances.
Factory drivers were different from regular employees; if there was to be theft within the factory, drivers definitely had easier access. Therefore, Wang Xiaoqiang paid more attention to him.
"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to the chairman, thanks to the factory..." Hearing this, Little Zhang the Driver grew more fearful. Truth be told, his money only covered building two stories. If he hadn't secretly sold off two truckloads of fat pigs with Old Guo, he wouldn't have been able to afford the third story. His fear led him to flatter excessively.
"Little Zhang, knowing gratitude shows you're still a person with a conscience," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I won't say anything further; confess to what you've done wrong against the company…"
"I, I…" Little Zhang the Driver's heart raced, the office had air conditioning, but sweat droplets the size of beans ford on his head. He already concluded it must be about the fat pigs they sold. "I haven't done anything…"
"Little Zhang, I've already gotten evidence from Old Jiang in the county slaughterhouse. With this evidence, I can get you and Old Guo thrown in jail for years. Now, I brought you here hoping not to blow things up, considering you have a family to take care of…"
Before Wang Xiaoqiang finished, Little Zhang the Driver's knees buckled, and he knelt to the ground. His timid nature couldn't withstand hearing about Old Jiang. Back then, he sold the fat pigs to Old Jiang with Old Guo. If Wang Xiaoqiang really got evidence from Old Jiang, they can be tried and convicted for theft, and face several years in prison.
He couldn't handle prison!!
Seeing this, Zheng Shuang and Asou Yoshiko were stunned. They didn't know anything about it, yet Wang Xiaoqiang found out just upon returning. Could it be that Wang Xiaoqiang planted a spy in the factory?
"Confess honestly." Wang Xiaoqiang sneered.
"Yes, yes, I confess, I confess." Little Zhang the Driver imdiately recounted in detail how he and Old Guo sold fifty-one large fat pigs from the factory back then.
Hearing this, Zheng Shuang and Asou Yoshiko grew furious. At that ti, both of them were in the hospital giving birth, and Old Guo reported an outbreak of disease among the pigs, which was actually a cover for embezzling from selling the pigs.
"No, this must be reported to the police." In anger, Zheng Shuang stood up and went to make a call.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive this ti, Chairman." Little Zhang pleaded with Wang Xiaoqiang, banging his head on the ground.
"Alright, let's forgive him this ti." Before Zheng Shuang could dial, Wang Xiaoqiang intervened. Zheng Shuang put the phone down and returned to her seat.
"Alright, Little Zhang the Driver, you can go back for now." Wang Xiaoqiang said to Little Zhang the Driver, who ah-ed in surprise, sowhat apprehensive, with his heart still in suspense.
"I told you to go back. Say nothing to Old Guo." Wang Xiaoqiang continued. "You know my temper, I accept the gentle but not the strong."
"Yes, yes, actually, it was all Old Guo's idea." Little Zhang the Driver stood up and left the office.
Soon after, there was a knock at the door.
Zheng Shuang called out, "Co in."
Old Guo ca in with a broad smile, nodding and bowing, "Hello, Chairman; Hello, Factory Director Zheng; Hello, Deputy Director Wang."
"Old Guo, co over here, I have sothing to ask." Wang Xiaoqiang gestured to Old Guo.
Old Guo walked over, ready to sit on the guest sofa, but Wang Xiaoqiang snapped, "Did I say you could sit?"
Old Guo quickly bounced back upright, and to hide his tension, he took out a cigarette to offer Wang Xiaoqiang, who refused, saying, "Just stand there."
Old Guo finally stood properly.
"Confess honestly…" Wang Xiaoqiang was disinclined to say much more.
"Confess, confess to what?" Old Guo coldly retorted.
"The matter of selling fat pigs." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Wh-what, selling fat pigs? Heaven and earth know, I didn't do that," Old Guo beca solemn imdiately.
"Really didn't do it?"
"Really didn't do it."
"If this matter is confird, you'll end up in jail."
"If I did it, I won't plead injustice even if I get shot!"
"Old Guo, I wanted to protect you, but you're intent on going to jail, and I can't help…"
Before Wang Xiaoqiang finished, Zheng Shuang stood and picked up the phone, pressing the ergency number to call the police.
When Old Guo saw Zheng Shuang reporting, his heart pounded, but he still put on an innocent face, believing he covered his tracks completely, embodying the saying 'a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.'"
Police soon arrived, and at their sight, Old Guo's heart raced wildly, yet he dared not confess. When questioned by the police, he continued to deny.
"This matter can be big or small," Wang Xiaoqiang said to Old Guo… "If you confess here, you won't have to go to jail. But if you go to the interrogation room, I won't be able to protect you…"
"I didn't do anything, what is there to confess?" Old Guo insisted on denying.
"Alright, then we'll take this to the interrogation room?" the police head said.
Soon, Little Zhang the Driver was summoned again to join Old Guo in entering the police car.
Old Guo, upon seeing Little Zhang the Driver, stared at him suspiciously while Little Zhang's eyes shifty and evasive, terrified upon seeing they were heading to the police station, shook in terror, pale-faced.
Zheng Shuang waved the phone in hand at Wang Xiaoqiang, "The recording of Little Zhang's confession is all on here, he can't recant even if he wants to. But if this is blown up, would it impact the company?"
"Quite the opposite, scaring the big with the small, showing fear by killing the chicken to warn the monkey. Old Guo's hard mouth will earn him so years in prison; without jail ti, others will follow in criminality." Wang Xiaoqiang said. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welco to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets at Qidian; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian for reading.)
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