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Chapter 820
Wen Xiange ran away alone for two days. Accountant Cui said that he came with the signature the next day, but he never came, which was just right, lest she have to deal with him again.

That night, Wen Xiange told her parents that the three of them would go to the factory together tomorrow, and told them not to speak, just follow her, everything was with her.

Although the two elders were inexplicable and worried, they could only nod when they saw the confident and extraordinary daughter.

Early in the morning, the three of them set off to the factory together with the workers who went to work. On the way, everyone looked at Wen Xiange and whispered. In the past two days, Wen Xiange left early and returned late. Not many people have seen her. The daughter is back, but many people have not seen anyone, but this time they will see people.

It's just that everyone is a little strange, wondering what she will do with his father to the factory.

But at this meeting, no one came forward to ask. The people who used to be friends with Papa Wen were all from the office, but because of this incident, they could not get too close to him. Ordinary workers in other factories, Papa Wen was familiar with There were not many, and it was not easy for people to rush forward to ask something, so the three of them walked all the way to the gate of the watch factory under the guidance of everyone.

When he entered the door, Dad Wen hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Wen Xiange and said in a low voice, "If things can't be done, don't force yourself. I will still work here in the future. It's not good if it's too stiff."

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely get things done today." Wen Xiange pressed the things in his pocket and smiled.

She will not fight unprepared.

Seeing his daughter's confident look, Wen's father paused for a moment and didn't say anything else. He turned to talk to the guard, and then led the two of them in.

"Dad, take me to the broadcasting room of your factory." As soon as she entered, Wen Xiange said to her father.

Although Wen's father was wondering why his daughter was going to the broadcasting room, he still nodded and did so.

The three of them came to the radio room, where someone was playing morning music.

Seeing the three of them approaching, a young girl stepped forward and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do?"

Wen Xiange smiled and said, "I want to use your radio to say a few words."

"Wenhui...Wen Gong, who are you?" The matter of Wen's father was very big before, and there were very few people in the watch factory who didn't know him. At this time, a young man came over and looked at the three of them, and was puzzled by Wen's father. asked.

"You don't have to ask my dad, I just want to borrow your radio, sorry." Wen Xiange walked into the radio room as she said that, before they could react, she pushed them out one by one, and locked them behind her back. the door.

Yang Meili and Wen's father stood outside the door and looked at each other, and a man and a woman who were pushed out were even more dumbfounded.

When they reacted and wanted to knock on the door, the words on the radio made them all pause for a moment.

"Hello, everyone in the watch factory. I am Wen Xiange, the daughter of Accountant Wen. I take the liberty of bothering you today. I just want to seek justice for my father."

"Please gather the people I named below in the study room on the first floor within a quarter of an hour. I will meet you there later. If you don't go, you will be at your own risk."

"Okay, now I'll start the roll call, Deputy Director Sun... Accountant Cui..." Wen Xiange read the names of many people along the way.

After finishing reading, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she suddenly said again: "Deputy Director Sun, the glutinous rice balls in Qingshui Street taste good; Director Wu, the floor tiles in your house should be replaced..." She said a lot of inexplicable words in one breath, and was caught When the name was called, the person who was furious and disdainful of the past broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the words behind it.

Although he didn't want to do what this ghost girl wanted, but he had to do what she wanted.

(End of this chapter)