wife's choice

Chapter 77 Return the money to the factory as soon as possible!

I held the document tightly with my hands, my fingertips turned white, and the document was almost torn by me.

Accountant Song glanced at me contemptuously and said, "That has legal effect, even if you tear it up, it won't help!"

The aggrieved feeling in my heart made me unable to calm down, and I slammed the document on the table heavily.

Bang Bang!
I got up and glared at Accountant Song, and said, "Impossible! This kind of thing is absolutely impossible! Your factory has no conscience and doesn't want to pay my family a penny, and even wants to swallow my father's compensation. It must be like this, I I'm going to sue you, I'm going to sue you!"

The anger is about to make me lose my mind, and I can't stop shaking!

He slapped the table heavily, venting his anger.

"It's useless for you to get angry. If you have that time, you should hurry up and find a way to raise money to return to the factory. You can't escape."

Accountant Song even took out the nail clippers and started rubbing his fingernails!
Don't even look at me!
Her ruthless contemptuous attitude made me feel angry and dizzy.

Fortunately, I asked my mother to stay in the security room. If she also came over, she might be pissed off.

"Impossible, I will not raise money, let alone compensate the factory, you want to slander my father's reputation, dreaming!"

I roared furiously.

Accountant Song looked at me with small eyes, smiled coldly, and said, "Young man, don't blame me for not reminding you that your father drank alcohol during work, which has violated the rules and regulations. , if it is found out by the insurance company, you will not get a penny! Moreover, you know very well that he did not die on the spot, but died after being sent to the hospital for rescue for three days. money!"

"What?!"

It was true that my father passed away after being sent to the hospital.

On the day of his accident, I hurried over with my mother, and the rescue failed for two days.

I have also worked for so many years, and I know the limit of work-related death compensation, and I cannot be compensated for more than 48 hours.

A few years ago, I had a colleague who was in a similar situation to my father. He was hit by a car after get off work and failed to save him for four days. In the end, he couldn’t get a penny and had to pay the exorbitant medical expenses out of his own pocket. It’s a good one The family was overwhelmed by medical expenses, and the house was sold.

I had been forgetting about this before, but Accountant Song reminded me of it all of a sudden.

Is it
I also want to sell the house like his home and pay back the money to the factory?

My mind was blank, I sat back and sat down in a daze, but accidentally fell to the ground, pulled the stool over, and hit me, without any pain at all.

"what happened?"

At this time, Uncle Zhang, who was ordered by accountant Song to be outside the corridor, came in in a hurry. Seeing me fall to the ground, he helped me up.

I was in a daze, and vaguely heard Accountant Song swearing at Uncle Zhang.

Finally, he said coldly: "Take him away and return the money to the factory as soon as possible!"

When I woke up a little bit, I was already sitting downstairs in the office building, watching Accountant Song wearing a professional suit skirt of the same brand as Xu Wanqiu, twisting her bloated waist, walking towards her exclusive car and leaving.

"Bah! Damn you, vampire!"

Uncle Zhang spat hard at the car.

The workers behind him glared angrily at the car and left.
"Uncle Zhang, give me a cigarette."

My hand trembled and stretched out to Uncle Zhang.

He took out a red plum and handed it to me, asking if I wanted it.

I smiled and took it, the hand that lit the cigarette was trembling, it took me a long time to light it, and I took a big puff, the familiar smoke made me cough.

"Hey, baby, why don't you listen to persuasion?"

Uncle Zhang sighed.

He already knew the result of my going to accountant Song, and he couldn't bear to tell me, so he gave me some money and wanted me to leave quickly.

I lowered my head and remained silent.

If he had left just like that after hearing what Uncle Zhang said, his father would have been gossiped after he passed away, saying that he had caused losses to the factory, and the family would not even pay for compensation.

I will also be poked at the spine, and I will not be able to lift my head for the rest of my life!
My family has been poor since I was a child, but my father has always taught me that no matter how poor a man is, he must lose his spine. A man without a spine is like losing his spine, and he can't even straighten his waist!
If you owe others, you will have to pay them back!
With kindness, I will remember it in my heart forever!

"Uncle, thank you for your kindness. My father taught me since I was a child that no matter how poor a man is, he can't lose his spine. If it is my father's responsibility, even if I sell the house, I will pay back the money owed to the factory. I won’t let people gossip behind my back!”

I have already made the worst plan in my heart.

Standing up unsteadily, I felt that my waist was about to be unable to support the weight of my body.

Step by step, he walked towards the security room with difficulty.

"Xiaojie, what's the matter? I saw that man's car go out just now. Is the matter settled?" The mother was very nervous.

"It's settled, she asked us to go back first, and the money will come back after a while." I forced the corners of my mouth to smile, feeling bitter in my heart.

"That's good, that's good, your father has a spirit in heaven."

Mother's eyes were red.

Looking at her, I couldn't bear to tell her the truth of the matter, for fear that she would not be able to bear it for a while.

I can only lie, lure her back first, wait for me to sell the house and pay off the debt, and then find a suitable opportunity to tell her slowly.

Can.
I can't think of any suitable opportunities!

Supporting my mother, I walked out of the factory step by step, and when I arrived at the hotel last night, it was already dark, and there was no way to go back, so I had to stay in the hotel for another night.

My mother went to bed early, and I looked at the ceiling, smoking one cigarette after another, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The phone rang, and I glanced at it lightly. When I saw the words Tang Ziqing, I couldn't suppress my anger for an instant. I answered it coldly and said, "Say something quickly, and fart quickly!"

The wife on the other end of the phone froze for a moment.

Shouting to the phone: "Shen Jie, I've been calling you for a whole day, and I just got through now. I care about you with good intentions. Are you sick? What's wrong?"

"you"

I know better than anyone whether she cares about me and my mother. She only cares about when the money will be available.

I have to sell the house if I want to pay back the hundreds of thousands from the factory, and the house is still in her hands, so I can only bear it and not expose her

"I'm sorry Ziqing, there's no mobile phone signal in the factory here, I...I also thought of my dad for a while, so I'm in a bad mood." I apologized quickly and stabilized my wife first.

"You are really too, you can tell me if you are in a bad mood, don't be bored in your heart, it's not good for your health, you know? By the way, when will you come back?"

"Uh, I'm not sure. It may take a few days. The procedures are a bit troublesome. You also know that hundreds of thousands of compensation won't arrive in a second."

I deliberately emphasized the matter of compensation, but also concealed the time to go back.

I always felt in my heart that my wife kept asking for the exact time. It must be a bit tricky. It should be because I was worried that I would go back suddenly, just like the last time I caught her and Fan Jun.

So, I want to see if my wife can't help having an affair with Fan Jun again while I'm not around.

As long as I get the real evidence of her cheating, I can get the house back and sell it, and help my father pay back the money to the factory.

"Oh, well, when you come back, you must tell me in advance, so that I can pick you up at the station!"

The wife reiterated it again.

After hanging up the phone, I opened the software, the cold screen shone on my face, and I stared at my wife's WeChat with gloomy eyes.
(End of this chapter)