My friend's uncle took a fancy to me

Zhao Jia, who was sitting across from them, glanced at Lu Xiaoqiao, then turned his gaze to Lin Lin: "Then do you know why?"

Lin Lin felt that given their relationship, there was nothing to hide, so she told the truth: "Because my uncle got into a fight."

Lu Xiaoqiao and Zhao Jia asked in unison: "Does your uncle know how to fight?"

"To be exact, my uncle beat the guy up, and the guy's grandfather ran to my grandfather and cried."

Lu Xiaoqiao frowned: "How old are you? You can't beat someone and you still tell your parents. Just because of this, your grandfather hit your uncle?"

"That's not the case. My grandpa asked my uncle to go to the hospital to see the person who was beaten. My uncle said it would be better to let him dream. Then my grandpa said he would go himself. But my uncle said that if my grandpa went, he would bankrupt the injured family and they would have no money for treatment."

Lu Xiaoqiao: “…”

Zhao Jia: “…”

After listening to Lin Lin's narration, Lu Xiaoqiao felt a little scared. She had originally thought of taking some time out in the next few days to apologize to Zhou Qizhen, but she guessed that he was in a bad mood right now, so she decided not to go forward and join in the fun, so as to avoid backlash.

……

When they got off work in the evening, Zhao Jia said that it was getting a bit cold, perfect for hot pot. Lu Xiaoqiao wanted to eat it too and was about to agree, but then she thought about the only two thousand yuan she had left. She had already advanced next month's salary to lend to Jin Ling, and she didn't know when she could pay her back. She decided to save some money! She didn't deserve hot pot right now.

In the end, the two of them ate a simple version of hot pot, Malatang.

This also cost Lu Xiaoqiao 25 ​​yuan, which made her feel very distressed and she thought it was too much.

But when she was lying in bed at night and saw the WeChat message sent by Jin Ling, the 25 yuan was no longer a big deal, because something else happened that made her even more angry.

Jin Ling: "Xiao Qiao, I'm in a cast after a fall, and the doctor says I won't be able to go back to work for a while. So, could you please talk to your aunt? We salespeople aren't formal contract employees, so there's no hassle with the handover. I'm still owed over 8,000 yuan in salary. Talk to your aunt and I'll give it to you straight away. It'll just offset the 8,000 yuan I owe you."

After reading the message, Lu Xiaoqiao was completely stunned.

What does this mean? She is not stupid, but she still wants her to tell her in person.

Lu Xiaoqiao: [So, are you injured?]

When the other party didn't reply to the message, Lu Xiaoqiao already knew what was going on. She was so stupid that she was still worried about others. In the end, he sold her and she even helped them count the money.

Lu Xiaoqiao: [Your salary is your salary, what you owe me is what you owe me. These are completely different things!]

Jin Ling: [I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao. If I resign right now, the manager will definitely not agree and will even deduct my salary. You're related to the boss, so please talk to Mr. Zhang!]

Lu Xiaoqiao: [You're doing well, why are you in such a hurry to resign? You should go and discuss resignation yourself. Also, I'm lending you an advance on my salary.]

Jin Ling: [The one who forced you to drink was the son of the Chen family. He was beaten by Mr. Zhou, the same Mr. Zhou who took you away. He was beaten pretty badly, and they had to be taken away by ambulance. I didn't expect you to know someone as important as President Jiang Heng. Anyway, this is a big deal. My boyfriend is afraid I'll be implicated. After all, I was the one who introduced Momo to work there, and you know my family situation. I can't afford to offend either side, so I have no choice but to resign.]

Lu Xiaoqiao was a little confused. Zhou Qizhen had punched that man that day, and she saw it at the time, but it didn't look as serious as Jin Ling said, right?

Lu Xiaoqiao: [It was just one punch, not as serious as you say, right?]

Lu Xiaoqiao thought that Jin Ling would not reply to her message again, but unexpectedly, after a while, she sent another message that was enough to shock Lu Xiaoqiao so much that she could not describe her feelings at that time.

Jin Ling: [It wasn't that punch. After you left, Mr. Zhou came back and beat up Mr. Chen again. Anyway, it was pretty serious.]

Lu Xiaoqiao didn't expect that what Linlin told her during the day about Zhou Qizhen beating someone was actually because of her.

When she heard the news, she was upset and didn't know how to face him in the future, because she was scolded by his father for fighting, and she thought of what Lin Lin said about his injured hand.

There was also the hazelnut that she snatched back after he lectured her for a few words. She felt ashamed of herself when she picked up either of these incidents.

Feeling guilty, Lu Xiaoqiao tossed and turned all night.

……

The next day.

Jiangheng Group.

In recent days, because the president was in a bad mood, the entire building was shrouded in a heavy haze, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Every employee was working carefully. The tea room, which was usually bustling, became unusually quiet. Even the senior leaders were silent, and their previous confidence and composure disappeared.

The person who has had the hardest time is Secretary Ding. He has been working with his head on the line these days.

The day before yesterday, he was suddenly called into the boss's office and asked a few questions about the company's employee atmosphere. He thought that the boss had learned that Mr. Qian from the purchasing department had molested Miss Lu, so he told the boss what he had seen and known that day. Before he could finish, the man opposite him had a gloomy look in his eyes as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Why didn't you tell me right away after you knew about it?"

Secretary Ding felt quite wronged, but still said truthfully, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, Miss Lu didn't let me say that she was involved in this matter. I also told Manager Qian at the time to come to you and talk about this matter himself. I didn't expect him to dare to conceal it and not report it."

"No matter who this matter is related to, it's very important to the company and to me. Secretary Ding, you've been in the company for quite a while, you wouldn't be so ignorant of this. The reason she didn't let you say it was her fault was because she wanted you to focus on the woman, rather than just Lu Xiaoqiao?"

When he thought about that night when she looked at him with eyes that seemed angry but were actually sarcastic, and told him to investigate his employees, he felt like a failure and couldn't even raise his head in front of the girl.

After learning about the situation, all employees in the company received two notices. One was that Manager Qian of the purchasing department was fired, and the second was that if any company employee abused their power to disrespect women and violated company regulations, their labor contract would be terminated immediately.

This move made all the female employees in the company feel respected. They all thought that their boss Zhou was so handsome. He was not only handsome in appearance but also in work. Who wouldn't like to have a boss who respects women?

Zhou Qi had just finished dealing with company matters and was sitting at his desk, staring at his phone in a daze. Li Yuxuan came in and knocked on the table before he came back to his senses.

"What are you daydreaming about? I knocked on the door for a long time and you didn't even hear me."

Coming back to his senses, he adjusted his sitting position and leaned back in his chair: "What do you want from me?"

Li Yuxuan sat down, crossed his legs, and proudly took out his phone. He swiped the screen and said, "Hey! Sister Xiao Qiao sent me a message asking me how someone was doing and if I was still angry."

Zhou Qizhen sat up straight and asked, "Why did she send you a message?" Then he took the mobile phone that Li Yuxuan had placed on the table and started to look at it.

There was only one message sent at ten o'clock this morning and a voice call that showed the call lasted ten minutes.

He casually threw his phone on the table and pretended to be calm: "Ten minutes, what did you talk about?"