Half a month later.

Zhao Cheng and Si Chen sat in this conference room again.

"Brother Chen, you really hit the mark, he was really relieved. During this period, I got a lot of goods!"

Zhao Cheng was very excited and handed his account book to Si Chen.

"I followed what you said. Not only did I sell it for 50 cents a pack, I also relaxed the barter standards."

"Wheat, soybeans, mung beans, and eggs can all be exchanged for crispy noodles."

"Guess what? The crispy noodles are the best seller in my store!"

Listening to his vivid narration, Si Chen also bared his teeth and smiled, saying:

"Just do this during this period. In two days, the uncles and aunts in the village will find that a lot of their food has been stolen by the dolls. Your good life will come to an end!"

Zhao Cheng was mentally prepared and waved his hand openly:

"Harm, this kind of thing. If I make it, it's my luck. If I don't, it's because I wasn't destined to make this fortune. It's okay!"

"I just like this refreshing energy in you!"

Si Chen put his arm around Zhao Cheng's shoulders, and the two brothers held cigarettes between their hands and analyzed him:

"Now that the gap has been opened, you can load up the goods in large quantities. Don't be afraid that you won't be able to sell them. I'll take care of it for you."

"Go back today and get another batch of dry noodles from me. Hide them and don't sell them."

"Yeah!" Zhao Cheng nodded happily.

What Si Chen was thinking was that he had caught the big fish and it was time to reel in the line!

…

On the day of the Beginning of Winter, the first snow fell in Yuanmeng County.

Snow particles fell slippery on the ground.

In the production workshop of the food factory, director Zhao Ming was personally taken away by the audit section chief of the Commerce Bureau and two police comrades in full view of the public.

Zhao Ming still looked honest and honest, complaining aggrievedly:

"Comrade, did you make something wrong? Comrade, comrade, you must not accuse me unjustly!"

The onlookers were pointing and whispering:

"You were taken away so quickly, you are such an honest and responsible person."

"I heard that they were just speculating and stealing the goods from the factory to sell them."

"That's not possible. Director Zhao is usually diligent and hard-working. You can't tell it at all!"

However--

The eyes of the people are always surprisingly sharp. Someone said:

"Don't be fooled by his honest and honest appearance!"

"What? What do you know? Tell me!"

"I live next door to him, and I often hear him beating his wife and son in the middle of the night without even letting him cry. How cruel!"

"Really? This is really not a human being!"

"Then Zhao Hua's daughter, did he take the initiative to fight for custody rights, or did he beat Tingting until she was covered in bruises?"

"My daughter also said that Tingting always tilted her buttocks when sitting on the stool in class. She said she fell and it hurt."

"Think about it, it's possible to fall once, but you can't fall often, right?"

"She also saw that there were many bruises on Tingting's arms. Now that the weather is cold, they are all covered up. They can't be seen without opening her sleeves."

More insiders joined the crowd to watch the melon eating and broke the news:

"I heard from relatives in the finance department that Zhao Ming actually meant that Zhao Hua came in."

"Hey, I've also heard that Zhao Mao was persuaded by Zhao Ming before he confessed."

"Then according to what you two said, these three brothers and sisters have always been in cahoots with each other?"

"It's just that after the first thing was revealed, those two went in and became the scapegoats?"

"Those two cannot be completely regarded as scapegoats. They also have their own problems."

The crowd's discussion was pulled away behind Zhao Ming. He was handcuffed and walked on the slippery ground with frivolous steps, almost falling.

Mrs. Zhao, who came from afar to deliver dumplings to Zhao Ming's family and Ge Tingting, saw this scene as soon as she arrived at the entrance of the food factory alley.

"Mingzi!" Mrs. Zhao screamed sharply and stumbled over:

"Oh my God! What's going on? What's going on!"

"Maozi, Huahua has gone in, what happened to you?"

"You have something wrong with your front and back legs, how can I, an old woman, survive?"

"Auntie, please get out of the way and don't hinder us from carrying out our official duties."

The investigators were in a hurry, so they politely turned away:

"If you want to visit, please go through the process in our bureau and apply."

After saying that, the investigators pulled Zhao Ming from left to right and walked out forcefully.

Zhao Ming suddenly thought of something and shouted to my mother loudly:

"It's Zhao Cheng. It must be that boy Zhao Cheng who framed me!"

"I heard about it two days ago. Zhao Cheng stole a batch of crispy noodles from somewhere, but told the villagers that I gave them to him."

"Mom, you must go to Zhao Cheng's house to make the matter bigger and let the whole village comment on it!"

…

That afternoon, Mrs. Zhao was taken by Zhao Rong to Zhao Cheng's house to seek justice.

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Zhao went to the Kang of Zhao Cheng's father, Zhao Da, and sat cross-legged, shouting at the heavens and the earth.

She repeatedly chanted the words Zhao Ming told her, angrily scolded Zhao Cheng for not being a thing, and slandered and framed Zhao Ming.

She patted the oilcloth on Zhao's bed, hoping to make a hole out of it.

There was so much noise that the villagers gathered to watch and watch the excitement, all blaming Zhao Cheng for his unkindness.

Who made Zhao Cheng's canteen "barter" so ruthless during this period?

The villagers had long been resentful because their children "stole" a lot of grain in exchange for crispy noodles.

Zhao Da was also in a state of panic!

Zhao Dazhao suffered a stroke and was unable to use his legs and feet. In addition, he is a kind-hearted person, so he would not be able to deal with such a matter.

As the eldest son of the head of the family, Zhao Cheng is not a vegetarian.

He had already responded. He took out a few boxes of dry noodles from the warehouse of the kiln, put them on the kang, and shouted loudly:

"Uncle Rong, take a look and see who I got these crispy noodles from!"

Zhao Rong had long felt extremely embarrassed!

Hearing this sound, it was like a call from friendly forces, and he said in an extremely numb voice:

"Really? Let me take a look!"

"The outer packaging of your carton is sealed. I can't see anything. It needs to be opened."

Zhao Chengma handed over the scissors and asked him to open the box.

Tear it open and open the box.

The onlookers stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

Zhao Rong took out a bag of crispy noodles from the box, pretended to look at it carefully, and said:

"Hey, isn't this product from Guomei Department Store?"

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, Mrs. Zhao cursed angrily:

"Mingzi is your brother, where are you turning your elbows?"

"Auntie, this is not a problem with the elbow. There is a picture clearly printed on the lower right corner of this bag. Look at it, the trademark of China National Coal!"

Mrs. Zhao is already presbyopic, and she can't even see the corn-sized logo on the bag!

"You are talking nonsense and bullying my old lady, you can't see clearly, you damn unfilial son!"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Zhao Rong was very tough right now and threw soft nails:

"Auntie, now that Zhao Ming has also gone in, I will provide for you until the end of your life. Why don't you do it to me? How could I be unfilial?"

"I act impartially, everyone can see this mark, it's from China Coal!"

"You are a womanizer. If you don't understand, you don't dare to say nonsense like 'Zhao Cheng slandered Mingzi' or 'Zhao Cheng took advantage of Mingzi's hands."

"Then the public authorities took Mingzi away. The specific circumstances must be tried by the public authorities. No one's say now counts."

Zhao Cheng also jumped out quickly, took out the receipt Si Chen issued for him, and said in cooperation:

"This is the receipt someone gave me when I purchased goods from China Coal. It matches the purchase, sale and inventory of my canteen!"

"I have always sold products from the Sichen family, and I have never sold them to anyone else!"

"Everyone has a bag of crispy noodles that is still at home. Take it out and take a look to see if it has the National Coal logo!"

The melon crowd came to their senses one after another, yes, it is indeed the symbol of National Coal!

I don’t know how many bags my children have eaten these days. They all keep the bags and prepare pickles to seal the bottles. Why are they not familiar with the label?
Chapter completed!