Zhao Donglan's face was ugly. She looked at Yue Lingxi and wanted to eat her alive!
The event was held for two days and ten helpers were hired.
The salary for a helper to participate in the activity is two hundred yuan.
Ten people, that’s two thousand yuan.
But only twenty people were reported, so the funds approved by the company were four thousand yuan. Originally, Zhao Donglan only swallowed up ten people, so this matter would not be exposed.
But she had done this kind of thing so much that she didn't have any scruples, and she didn't even realize that the four thousand yuan she had put in her pocket was half too much.
All I can say is that if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet?
Zhao Donglan was furious at everyone, and many of them knew about it, but they just didn't dare to say it.
Who wants to offend the leader?
Everyone has to make ends meet.
But some people don't.
The sickest one was actually the most determined one. Yue Lingxi stood up and had a showdown with Zhao Donglan.
Zhao Donglan's gums trembled when Yue Lingxi asked her to settle the wages of the helpers that day. How could she dare to check? After checking, wouldn't the secret be exposed directly?
We must find a way to cover this up!
Otherwise, will I still be shameless in the workplace?
This thought flashed through Zhao Donglan's mind, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Yue Lingxi, don't talk nonsense. You say I'm greedy. Do you have any evidence?"
Yue Lingxi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
Seeing her silence, Zhao Donglan immediately laughed and pursued her victory: "There is no evidence, right? Then you are slandering, Yue Lingxi. Normally I think you are too sick to care about you, but that doesn't mean you can slander me casually..."
She wanted to show off her official records, but Yue Lingxi was a little anxious. She gritted her teeth and looked at a female voice at the next table and said through gritted teeth: "The record of funding application is in Xu Lan's place. The record of salary payment is in Zhang Yuena.
As a pair of them, they will know whether you are greedy for ink or not."
Another general!
With Zhao Donglan's mind, she really forgot about this incident.
Yue Lingxi's words made her tremble and she looked at Zhang Yue and the two.
As far as she could see, everyone lowered their heads. Xu Lan had a complex expression on her face. After being silent for a while, she said something that made Yue Lingxi stunned.
"I have checked the bill a long time ago. Monitor Zhao's account is correct."
Xu Lan clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, said this, and then looked at the other person: "Zhang Yue, tell me, is Squad Leader Zhao that kind of person?"
She lied.
In an instant, Zhao Donglan, who was stiff, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Lan with satisfaction.
Yue Lingxi trembled all over, bit her lip and looked at Zhang Yue.
Now the pressure is on Zhang Yue's side.
Whether Zhao Donglan is greedy for ink or not, everyone in the company has a clear conscience.
It’s just that no one dares to say it!
When you are a squad leader or someone in charge of activities, your hands are inevitably a little dirty. The most important thing is that Zhao Donglan is related! Her husband used to be the assistant to the retired director of the museum.
Otherwise, if Zhao Donglan is similar in age to them, why would she become the monitor?
Zhang Yue was just a small clerk, and she was also afraid of Zhao Donglan, but she also knew that if she sided with the squad leader, Yue Lingxi would be doomed.
People always hesitate in the face of the balance between morality and reality. In the end, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Monitor Zhao, you are not that kind of person. I have verified the bill and it is accurate."
Instantly, there was an uproar.
Whether everyone knew that Zhao Donglan was greedy for ink or not, it didn't matter the moment Zhang Yue said these words.
On the contrary, it was Yue Lingxi who was put on the fire.
There was no need for other employees to think about whose side to take at this time. Someone immediately said: "Yue Lingxi, are you too vicious?"
"That's right, how can you slander the squad leader like this? I have always thought that the squad leader is a good person and very responsible."
"I don't think she, Yue Lingxi, is a good person!"
"Humph, this means that poor people must be hateful."
There is no shortage of people in the world who are attentive, let alone those who add insult to injury.
Yue Lingxi's face was pale, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and she gritted her teeth and looked at Xu Lan and Zhang Yue.
The former showed no regrets and drank with his neck held high: "What are you looking at? Yue Lingxi, I don't like people like you pretending to be smart. Do you care what my ledger looks like? Do your part well."
Just keep it within yourself!"
Zhang Yue's eyes were red, her lips were biting white, and she said: "Yue Lingxi, please apologize to Squad Leader Zhao quickly. Squad Leader Zhao is magnanimous and won't do anything to you..."
Zhao Donglan looked down at Yue Lingxi like a condescending person with a particularly dazzling smile: "Did you hear that?"
"I'm not greedy at all!"
"You, on the other hand, are so anxious to come out and put a bucket of shit on me. What's your motive?"
She looked like an interrogator and said aggressively: "Yue Lingxi, tell the truth. Was it you who took away the two thousand yuan?"
"I don't."
Yue Lingxi still gritted her teeth and persisted, even though she knew that there was no point in persisting any longer.
Zhao Donglan sneered and waved her hand: "Forget it, considering that you won't live long, I will help you fill in the money you took away. You have to thank me properly, you know?"
"Don't report this matter to the higher authorities, otherwise you won't be able to keep your job."
"Yue Lingxi, since you are a sick man, you should be honest."
Zhao Donglan completely had the upper hand. Yue Lingxi couldn't explain why, and she clenched her fists tighter and tighter. She watched as the opponent's face turned from red to pale, and finally she covered her chest violently and fell back heavily.
Plop!
Dust dances wildly.
In fact, the ground is quite clean, but the sunlight shines in in bunches, making it easy to see the dust.
This is originally a peaceful place where knowledge is stored.
It contains the crystallization of thousands of years of human wisdom.
But he didn't teach Squad Leader Zhao how to behave.
After Yue Lingxi fell to the ground and passed out, everyone screamed and jumped away, but no one went to help him. Zhao Donglan was stunned for a while, frowned and said with disgust: "It's bad luck, I'm really dying.
She's causing trouble! Call an ambulance quickly, don't let her die here!"
As soon as she finished speaking, someone ran over from the lounge in the distance.
He's an old man.
His movements were obviously awkward, and he was shirtless, but he ran with an angry face and shouted: "Girl, girl, are you okay?!"
"You girls are so cruel!"
"Yue Yatou is not in good health to begin with. She takes medicine to save money, and the food she eats every day is not as good as an old man like me! She also works two jobs, working as a caregiver in our community, just to earn money for medicine."
"But no matter how poor they are, they still miss me, an old guy, and visit me every day. They earn hard-earned money, but you still mess with their little girls! Do you still have any humanity left?
"
This old man is Uncle Sun Xiushui.
His appearance startled Zhao Donglan, and she quickly shouted: "Who is this? Where is the security guard? Security guard, get him away quickly!"
Hearing this, the security guard at the door rushed over immediately. When he saw it was Uncle Sun, he was embarrassed: "Uncle Sun, please go out."
"I won't leave. If I want to leave, I have to say this for Yue Yatou first!"
Uncle Sun was cursing, and Zhao Donglan was really frightened and shouted at the security guard: "Why are you still standing there?!"
The security guard also had to eat, so he was in a dilemma and had to raise his hand to catch Uncle Sun: "Uncle, don't blame me."
However, before he could touch Uncle Sun, a young man's hand grabbed his wrist firmly. Then, a cold voice sounded: "He is my patient, you are not allowed to touch him."