Rebirth: Flirt With Husband

The space in this small workshop is very narrow. There are a large row of machines in operation. There are rust stains on them. There is a strong and pungent smell of alcohol. The optical fiber in the workshop is also very dim.

Jiang Hao walked behind Qi Qiao and frowned slightly. He looked around. After seeing the bright red liquid in the utensils and a pile of discarded betel nut shells, his face slowly showed a dignified look.

Concentrated areca juice.

This is really the production room of Datura.

In front of Qi Qiao looking at things around, slightly frown, brain and Jiang Hao is an idea.

Jiang Hao took a look at Qi Qiao, and saw that Qi Qiao in front of her was slightly squinting at everything around her. The expression on her face had a look of contemplation. Then she came close to her ear and asked in a low voice, "are you also here for this?"

"Hum," Qi Qiaotou did not reply. After hearing this, Jiang Hao did not say anything.

At this time, a little worker with a hat came over and stood in front of Qi Qiao and said, "are you from group 11? The goods will come out in a minute. You can wait here for a while

Eleven?

Pick up the goods?

Qi Qiao and Jiang Hao look at each other, and then they see the words of 11 groups on the work card pinned to each other's factory clothes.

Because when they put on the work card before, neither of them paid attention to it, so they saw it.

"Well, it's OK." Qi Qiao nodded and answered to the little worker. The little worker nodded, turned around and left, then stopped. Looking back at Qi Qiao: "ah, strange, I noticed that you were wearing a crimson monitor's factory uniform But isn't brother Wang the only monitor in your group 11? When did you get promoted? What about brother Wang? "

As soon as Qi Qiao heard this, she immediately realized that the little worker's "big brother Wang" was a middle-aged man who had been knocked unconscious by her and Jiang Hao.

She looked at the little worker, blushing and panting, and said: "this is brother Wang's clothes on me. Brother Wang said he had something to do, but he was afraid that the driver would recognize the clothes but not the people, so he asked me to wear his factory clothes to transport the goods. Go quickly, the cars are waiting outside"

"well, that's right, I know." The little worker said, turning around to continue to operate the capping machine, while operating, he complained to Qi Qiao and Jiang Hao: "recently, our boss had an accident, and the factory director was on top of it. I don't know if the salary can still be paid Ah

As soon as I heard the complaint from the little worker, someone nearby immediately said, "the salary is certainly no problem. Our mandala is a huge profit! Tut Tut, a bottle is worth a lot of money. Even if he doesn't pay his salary, we can steal two bottles and sell them without money. I think the most important thing is that the guy whom the boss told us to watch carefully is in trouble. In the past, when the boss was there, it was OK. The boss paid for the board expenses of the three or three of them personally. Now when the boss had an accident, the board expenses taken by the factory director are just the money Half of the boss, tut Tut, the man has not enough to eat. He grunts and asks for food every day. It's really boring! "

"Yeah, yeah."

Those workers complained incessantly, and then sealed the boxes inside.

After hearing their conversation, Qi Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly. Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Hao strode over and said to the small workers, "ah, is there a man named Jiang Hongyun in the person you are talking about?" "Who knows his name, but I do remember it was Jiang. What's the matter? Do you know him?" One of the small workers said casually.

"Oh, that's right. No, I don't know. I've heard about it from my friends in other groups before, so I'm free to ask." Jiang Hao finished, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Qi Qiao looked back at him and said nothing. He waited until he came out of the small workshop with two boxes of Datura. Then he turned to Jiang Hao and asked, "do you know Jiang Hongyun?"

"Well," Jiang Hao did not hide from her, nodded: "that's my father."

"Is Jiang Hongyun your father? So you Ah, I see! " After listening to Jiang Hao's explanation, Qi Qiao suddenly realized: "you are the friend that Si Shaoheng said in his words! It should have occurred to me that the reason why I came here this time was for your father's sake! "

" what do you mean by what you just said? "

Jiang Hao looks at Qi Qiao with some doubts. Qi Qiao picks her eyebrows and goes to a place where there is no one. She tells the story from beginning to end. After that, she does not forget to add:

"originally, I wanted to go to He Tian's house to look for Mandala, but later I thought that I would check Mandala anyway, so I might as well come to the distillery to check Mandala first and see if there is ginger If there is no news of good luck, I will decide whether to go to He Tian's home or other places. I didn't expect to meet you here. "

After hearing this, Jiang Hao knew that Si Shaoheng had been to Shanghai and had kept his story in mind. He could not help feeling warm. Then he frowned and asked Qi Qiao:"Did you find out my father's whereabouts in Hetian's distillery? You can't go there. I came back from there in the morning. There's only He Tian and a man at home. There's no one else. "

"Well When you saw me before, I just came here, so I know the same news as you "

Qi Qiao finished, staring at Jiang Hao with a serious face:

" by the way, I haven't asked you. Si Shaoheng told me before that he couldn't contact you. I didn't expect that you came to Shanghai alone. When did you come here? Why didn't you come with Si Shaoheng before? "

"I don't want to come here myself. I was invited by He Tian half a month ago!"

At this point, Jiang Hao frowned and took a deep breath. Obviously, this "please" is not a friendly invitation. He looked at Qi Qiao and continued:

"almost half a month ago, I received several photos and a letter in DIDU. In those photos, except one of which was my father's, there were several others It's all about my friend's brother... "