Siheyuan: The Final Winner

textile mill.

In the confinement room of the security department, the light was dim.

After He Yuzhu was detained here, he was beaten severely again.

These people have a sense of proportion, and after beating someone, they can't see the scars.

So even though He Yuzhu looked haggard at the moment.

The blood and claw marks on his face were caused by Chen Xueying.

After He Yuzhu was completely honest.

Xia Youjun checked the time, wanting to take the opportunity to settle the matter, so he brought a few people over for interrogation.

The bright and dazzling headlights were turned on, and He Yuzhu subconsciously closed his eyes.

He wanted to cover it with his hands, but he was pushed back on the chair, unable to move, so he couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Right now, he hated Chen Xueying so much, the kind who hated her to death.

At the same time, he had a new understanding of Chen Xueying, and he was very afraid of her.

This woman usually puts up with him in many ways, and he understands this, so he has no worries about doing things.

However, once she gets angry, she will punish people to death, which really makes people feel chills.

Therefore, at this time, He Yuzhu's feelings towards Chen Xueying were both hatred and fear, which was quite complicated.

"He Yuzhu, I'm asking you now, please cooperate, understand?" Xia Youjun sat down and said.

He Yuzhu remained silent, Xia Youjun frowned and said, "Did you hear me?"

"I heard that, if you ask, just ask!" He Yuzhu replied with a dark sigh.

Xia Youjun nodded, signaled to his escort, and began to take notes.

"Name?"

"Don't you know?"

"I ask you to answer, don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, He Yuzhu."

"Where were you between three and four yesterday afternoon?"

"Street Office, Housing Management Division."

"How long have you been there?"

"Ten minutes!"

"Where did you go after that?"

"Go home."

"..."

...

A few minutes later, Xia Youjun stopped asking and took out two pairs of underpants from a briefcase.

"He Yuzhu, do you know this?" Xia Youjun asked, pointing to the underpants on the table.

He Yuzhu frowned, and asked back, "Why are my and Xueying's underpants here with you?"

"You're dishonest!" Xia Youjun said coldly.

"One of these is indeed yours, but the other is Young Sister Bai's. You still don't admit it?"

"Bullshit!" He Yuzhu was suddenly excited.

"It's obviously Xueying's, so why did it become Bai Shaomei's?"

Of course he understood that these people were framed uprightly.

Xia Youjun smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You know why it happened like this."

"He Yuzhu, you should know what crime it is to defile people."

"I can tell you clearly about today's matter. You can have something to do or nothing to do. It's up to you."

He Yuzhu was confused, gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xia Youjun chuckled, took out a document from his briefcase, handed it to the opposite side, and signaled his subordinates to untie He Yuzhu.

"He looked carefully. As long as you sign on it, you will be fine today." Xia Youjun said seriously.

"But if you don't sign it, I'm sorry, you're bound to eat peanuts."

He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

After his hand was untied, he quickly took the document and read it carefully.

"A confession?" He Yuzhu murmured blankly.

After only a few glances, he suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Impossible, I won't plead guilty!"

"This is all nonsense, I am a worker, I will not be afraid of you..."

Xia Youjun interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Don't yell, if you don't plead guilty, we will follow the rules!"

"Don't worry, as long as you plead guilty and listen to Xueying's words in the future, this document will never see the light of day."

He Yuzhu looked at Xia Youjun resentfully, gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

"You, yes, she, what, what, people..."

Xia Youjun smiled slightly, pressed his hand, motioned him to sit down, and replied:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm her cousin..."

He Yuzhu felt relieved, his expression kept changing as he looked at the document.

It took a while to sit down paralyzed, and said with nothing to love: "I sign..."

...

rolling mill.

Office of the Director of Logistics.

"The security department of the textile factory is very courageous. They arrest people first and issue documents later."

Director Chen was very dissatisfied after hearing Jiang Ping'an's report, and immediately dialed the phone to ask his superiors for instructions.

"Hey, Director Li, yes, I have something to report to you..."

Office of Deputy Director Li.

"Ridiculous!" Deputy Factory Manager Li patted the table and cursed angrily:

"What's the point of asking for instructions? You didn't even hit us when you greeted us, and you took the person away first. This is obviously bullying!"

"I don't care if He Yuzhu was framed or not, let Jiang Ping'an go and snatch him back immediately!"

"Even if He Yuzhu committed a crime, it can only be dealt with by our rolling mill!"

"..."

After putting down the phone, Director Chen said seriously:

"This matter is against the rules. Deputy Factory Director Li means to ensure He Yuzhu's safety first."

"We must bring people back to the rolling mill as soon as possible, and we can't let the textile mill do what they say."

"In addition, the security department of the textile factory has to be held accountable. This kind of precedent cannot be set. It's just messing around."

"Otherwise, anyone can arrest our workers in the future, so what prestige do we have?"

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "That's what I mean too."

"This kind of blatant framing of people, if it happens once, it will happen twice."

Director Chen ordered: "Since that's the case, you should go there yourself and settle this matter."

"We don't make troubles, but we are not afraid of troubles. We can do it boldly. The rolling mill is the solid backing of the workers!"

Jiang Ping'an is the direct leader of the security department and He Yuzhu, so it is most appropriate for him to come forward.

Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I really let go?"

"I just want you to let it go. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, the factory will hug you." Director Chen said.

Jiang Ping'an knew the moment, so he got up, said goodbye and left, and returned to the office.

When he got the contact letter from the textile factory, he had a plan in mind.

So without delay, he called the security department.

"I am Jiang Ping'an. I ordered the third company of the militia to assemble urgently, put on weapons, and stand by at the gate of the factory."

"I'm Jiang Ping'an. Immediately dispatch three trucks and a jeep to the gate of the factory."

"Hey, Bureau Chen, I'm Jiang Ping'an, something like this... yes, it's too shameful!"

"How to deal with it? I mean the chief of the security department of the textile factory, get out of class!"

"Yes, this person kills first and plays later. He doesn't pay much attention to me, Jiang Ping'an, okay, okay..."

"Hey, Lao Lu, I'm Jiang Ping'an, what's the matter, hehe, what are you asking me, Lao Lu?"

"Your factory cow, you didn't even call me to say hello, and took our workers away."

"Who did it? Who else is there? The chief of the security department of your factory seems to be named Xia, yes, it's him!"

"Playing the piano indiscriminately? As long as you know that you are playing the piano indiscriminately, you don't know about it? All right, all right..."

"Zhou Shu, ah, I'm Jiang Ping'an, there is such a thing, your factory..."

"..."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Ping'an arrived at the gate of the rolling mill.

The two brigades and one militia company of the Security Section have assembled and are on standby.

Jiang Pingan didn't talk nonsense, and waved to the leaders and said, "Pedal..."