Chapter 1101 Yin Can, The Storm ([-])
Yin Can picked up the document on the table and threw it directly to the manager with a bit of force. The manager was in pain when the document hit him. He originally wanted to scold Yin Can, but subconsciously shut up after meeting Yin Can's eyes.

"If you want to fire me, you don't have the qualifications yet! If you don't believe me, just go and try!" Yin Can glanced at the manager and took her bag and left. She wanted to fire her, but there was no door. She knew Uncle Lei Xin She has already greeted the president of this company. Originally, she didn't want to trouble Uncle Lei Xin, but these people bullied him too much. She absolutely needs to fight back. If she wants her to leave, she will never leave!
Although everyone in the family knew that she was working here, they didn't do anything for her, and she felt it was unnecessary, after all, her focus was not here.

With a sigh of relief in her heart, she wanted to go to Yang Qi to have dinner together, but after arriving at Yang Qi's school, she called and found that the phone was turned off, which made her feel very strange. She first went to Yang Qi's classroom to find Yang Qi. There was still a little time after class, but she didn't see Yang Qi in the classroom.

"Hello, do you know where Yang Qi is?" When they finished class, she stopped a female classmate. When the female classmate heard Yang Qi's name, her expression became very strange, "You said Yang Qi, He should be in the counselor's office by now."

Yin Can felt that the female classmate's expression was a bit strange, but she didn't ask any more questions, she just asked where the counselor's office was.

She rushed to the counselor's office, and as soon as she reached the door of the office, she heard voices inside.

"I didn't steal it, it's my painting tool!" The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, with some irritation.

"You said you didn't steal it? These are your painting utensils. Are you kidding me? Can you afford it? This set of painting utensils costs 8000 yuan!" Yin Can outside the door felt a little familiar with this voice.

"Yang Qi, did you really buy this?" The counselor looked at Yang Qi with cold eyes. She knew that Yang Qi was a good student and had won many awards for the school, but she also knew very well that Yang Qi His family was not well off, and he absolutely couldn't afford such expensive painting tools.

Yang Qi met the counselor's gaze without a trace of dodge, "I didn't buy this, it was a gift from my friend." He really couldn't afford it himself.

"Which friend gave it to you? With your condition, what rich man can you meet? You must have stolen it!"

"Can you bring your friend here, let's confront him face to face!" The counselor was still willing to believe in Yang Qi, and didn't want this to happen to Yang Qi.

Faced with this problem, Yang Qi hesitated. He didn't want to involve Yin Can in this matter, and he didn't want Yin Can to think that he couldn't solve the problem. He looked at Wu Hao and the counselor and said in a deep voice: " I didn't steal it, Wu Hao, you said that I stole your painting tools when they disappeared, what evidence do you have to prove that this set of painting tools is yours?"

Wu Hao sneered, "Does this need to be proved? Isn't it a guilty conscience that you dare not ask your friends to confront you now?"

"Yang Qi, why didn't you ask your friend to confront you?" The counselor was at a loss now. The so-called deep love and responsibility, if Yang Qi really did this, it would be really heartbreaking. A child with both good character and learning has gone the wrong way.

Yang Qi pursed his lips tightly and did not answer for a long time. He didn't want to insult Yin Can's intention and gave him painting tools, but something like this happened.

(End of this chapter)

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