As soon as Xia Yuqing arrived at the workshop this afternoon, she saw the newspaper placed on her workstation. She didn't know who had thoughtfully put it in front of her.
She picked up the newspaper with a puzzled look and began to flip through it. When she saw the report written by Lin Sheng, she was struck as if by lightning.
Yesterday afternoon, he had predicted that an accident had occurred at Song Qiao's factory, but he hadn't expected the situation to be so serious.
Fearing that her colleagues would notice her unusual behavior, Xia Yuqing forced herself to calm down and hurried out of the workshop.
Finding a secluded corner, she dialed Song Qiao's number.
"Song Qiao, what's going on? I've seen everything in the newspaper."
"How is the situation at the factory now? Why did you hide such a major incident from me?"
As soon as the call connected, Xia Yuqing couldn't help but complain to her husband.
However, as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. Her husband must have been frantic, and instead of helping him, she was here complaining.
"Yuqing, I'm fine. I've already resolved the matters at the factory."
Song Qiao clearly sensed his wife's anxiety and quickly tried to comfort her.
"Some things are not clear over the phone. Wait for me at the factory entrance. I'll come pick you up and meet your factory director."
After saying that, Song Qiao hung up the phone.
On the other end, Xia Yuqing felt a sense of shock. In her opinion, since the accident at her husband's factory had resulted in a death, it wouldn't be resolved so easily.
It was possible that Song Qiao, as the main person in charge of the factory, would even bear legal responsibility.
She never expected that Song Qiao on the other end of the phone would speak so casually, as if he were dealing with a trivial matter.
"Oh, isn't this Ms. Xia Yuqing? Why do you look so lost?"
As soon as Xia Yuqing returned to the workshop, Sun Ying couldn't help but rush forward and speak to her sarcastically.
Frowning slightly, Xia Yuqing ignored her and returned to her workstation.
"I say, why are you speechless now? Weren't you quite arrogant a few days ago?" Seeing that Xia Yuqing was ignoring her, Sun Ying felt she had the upper hand and smugly followed her.
"Sun Ying, watch what you say. Don't go too far." Seeing her relentless persistence, Xia Yuqing finally couldn't help but reprimand her.
"Oh, you're putting on airs now? When your husband's unscrupulous factory disregarded human lives, where were you?"
Sun Ying pouted, her words filled with mockery.
Although the surrounding colleagues thought Sun Ying was being excessive, none of them spoke up to stop her today.
As laborers, they naturally felt angry about the accident at Xia Yuqing's husband's factory. No matter when, these unscrupulous capitalists never took the lives of workers like them seriously.
Driven by this thought, they also began to resent Xia Yuqing.
Xia Yuqing had always been gentle and kind, and in terms of arguing, she was naturally no match for the glib Sun Ying.
Within a few exchanges, she was so angered that her eyes turned red and she was on the verge of tears.
"Sun Ying, what are you doing here again?"
Just then, Factory Director Wang pushed the door open and saw Sun Ying provoking and yelling. His face darkened, and he reprimanded her.
"Boss, haven't you read today's newspaper? Xia Yuqing's husband is a murderer who disregarded human lives."
"Someone like her must be just as wicked-hearted as her husband."
Sun Ying seemed to be certain that Factory Director Wang would no longer side with Xia Yuqing today and unleashed her venomous tongue to its fullest.
"Enough, what does this have to do with you?"
Factory Director Wang saw that Sun Ying still showed no signs of restraint and angrily rebuked her.
"I've read today's newspaper, but a friend from the newspaper told me there's another side to this story."
"Until the real outcome is revealed, no one is allowed to spread rumors here."
Sun Ying seemed somewhat surprised by Factory Director Wang's sternness and was momentarily stunned.
After a long pause, she muttered reluctantly:
"My husband, Lin Sheng, is a reporter at the newspaper. His reports are the most authoritative. He has already thoroughly investigated the cause of this accident. How could there be any hidden circumstances?"
Xia Yuqing, who had been somewhat dejected, was struck as if by lightning upon hearing this.
"Her husband is Lin Sheng?"
"The author of that report in today's newspaper also seems to be named Lin Sheng."
With this thought, she suddenly looked up and saw Sun Ying's smug expression, and she immediately understood something.
"Sun Ying, I've never offended you. Why are you deliberately framing my husband, Song Qiao?"
Xia Yuqing roared at Sun Ying, immediately drawing the attention of everyone in the workshop.
After saying this, she could no longer suppress her inner anger and rushed forward to wrestle with Sun Ying.
Although she always felt that Song Qiao's factory was developing too quickly, she was still proud of her husband. Now, someone was deliberately smearing Song Qiao's factory because they disliked her.
How could this not make her furious?
Sun Ying hadn't expected the usually gentle Xia Yuqing to be so enraged by this matter that she would get into a physical fight with her.
As a notorious shrew in the area, she instinctively raised her hand and slapped Xia Yuqing across the face.
"You little bitch, you dare to lay a hand on me..."
Before she could finish speaking, a man suddenly rushed into the workshop and punched her in the face.
The man was Song Qiao, who had just arrived.
"You're looking for death, daring to hit my wife."
As he spoke, he disregarded Xia Yuqing's attempts to stop him and lunged forward, slapping Sun Ying twice more.
"These two slaps are for my wife."
"If you weren't a woman, I would have chopped off your hands today."
Song Qiao's eyes were red, and his voice was so cold that Sun Ying shivered.
Wang Fugui cleared his throat and glanced hesitantly at Song Qiao.
"Boss Song, don't stoop to the level of such a crazy woman. Shall we go to the office to talk?"
Only then did Song Qiao calm his murderous intent and nod in agreement with the factory director.
"Sun Ying, go home immediately. You're suspended for reflection starting today."
Seeing that Song Qiao was not going to pursue the matter further, Factory Director Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He then looked at Sun Ying, who was covering her face, and reprimanded her in a low voice.
Sun Ying was already dazed from Song Qiao's two slaps and naturally dared not say anything. She covered her face and slunk out of the workshop.
"I say, Factory Director Wang, you're only suspending an employee like her for reflection. If I were you, I would have fired her immediately."
Song Qiao looked calmly at Wang Fugui, seemingly dissatisfied with his handling of the situation.