Without saying a word, Nian Xiaomu hung up the phone and turned around to rush back to the factory.
When she looked down and saw the financial statement in her hand, her eyes tightened.
She had always thought that everyone in the factory was desperately trying to put out the fire, that everyone genuinely loved the factory, and that even if the real culprit of the arson was caught, it must have been someone from outside.
But Fan Yu’s words had given her a wake-up call.
The fire was burning, not on the outside of the factory, but from within.
She had visited the garment factory when she first came here, and the factory manager, Hong, had been here all her life, and the security was in place.
To say that someone had set the fire outside without being detected, she believed it.
But if it was said that they had sneaked into the factory and set the fire without being discovered, they must be very good at it. How could they be so scared that they couldn’t even hold a lighter, burn themselves and leave evidence at the scene?
Unless, of course, it was one of their own!
In Nian Xiaomu’s mind, Fu Jin’s face flashed by.
He had said then that he had been trying to put out the fire, so his fingers had been burnt.
Nian Xiaomu subconsciously believed his words because she had seen with her own eyes the workers who had been burnt to protect the factory.
But now that she thought about it, although his left hand was wrapped in gauze, when she handed him water, he still subconsciously used his left hand to take it.
This meant that his hand was not badly injured, and that he was probably left-handed!
Both of these points were in line with what Van Yu had just told her, about the arsonist’s speculation.
If it really was him, then he was too good at acting.
How could he actually pretend to look painfully sorry in front of her after he set fire to the factory himself ……
So angry!
Nian Xiaomu re-entered the factory, thinking of how she had just seen Fu Jin rummaging around in the lounge, and to be on the safe side, took her bodyguard in with her.
When she got to the entrance of the lounge, she didn’t see Fu Jin, but she saw Factory Manager Hong first.
He was holding a white towel, wiping off his sweat as he walked towards the lounge, looking like he was looking for someone.
Nian Xiaomu immediately remembered that she had said before that she would wait for Factory Manager Hong in the rest room.
Later, she was in a hurry to leave and instructed Fu Jin to help relay the message.
Now Factory Manager Hong was about to enter the lounge ……
“Fu Jin, when did you come back, I was looking for you …… What are you going through? The book you’re holding, isn’t it my handbook?” The mellow voice of Factory Manager Hong came from the lounge.
Nian Xiaomu was just about to step forward when he saw Fu Jin leaping out of the rest room at once with something in his hand.
As soon as he saw Nian Xiaomu, Fu Jin’s face immediately changed.
He froze in place in shock, as if he hadn’t expected that she would come back again when she had clearly left.
“Fu Jin, what are you doing with my handbook?” Factory Manager Hong had not yet recovered from the scene before him and hurriedly followed Fu Jin out of the lounge.
He was only anxious that the handbook that Nian Xiaomu wanted had been taken away by Fu Jin, and was about to find Fu Jin to ask for clarification and get it back.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the lounge, he saw Nian Xiaomu, who was coming in from outside the factory.
The three of them were caught off guard and met head-on.
“Vice President Nian!”
As soon as Factory Manager Hong saw Nian Xiaomu, he immediately shouted cordially.
Then, thinking of something, he hurriedly pointed to Fu Jin in front of him, “The handbook you want is right there, Fu Jin, you quickly give the handbook to Vice President Nian.”
At this moment, Factory Manager Hong had not yet realized that there was something wrong with the person in front of him.
Most of the workers in the factory were the inheritors of tie-dye.
