TVSFPAG -Chapter 85 Good Brother

“Looks like what you said was right. That Liu Maocai really is playing dirty tricks. Now things are worse—we’ve just started production and already have to stop.”

“More than half of the newly hired workers have quit. Downstairs, after hearing the news, quite a few employees have also submitted resignations.”

Things were still relatively stable downstairs. With wages being held as leverage, they likely wouldn’t leave without approval.

But for this newly opened workshop, they had only been working a few days and hadn’t accumulated much pay—so they could leave at any time.

Now, not only would they have to pay compensation, but the project timeline would also be delayed. Manager He couldn’t help but curse, “That Liu Maocai is really no good!”

At this point, Manager He had no solution left. He couldn’t very well blame Chu Jinhan, could he?

It was he who had firmly insisted on keeping Chu Jinhan earlier. Now that something had gone wrong, if he turned around and blamed Chu Jinhan for not leaving back then, it would be a complete slap in his own face.

Now that something had happened, even more reason not to let him leave—otherwise they would be falling right into Liu Maocai’s trap.

Manager He also had a temper. He wanted to see what other dirty tricks that “fat pig” could still pull.

Thinking of this, he asked Chu Jinhan, “Do you think Jiayuan and Liu Maocai are working together to set us up?”

Chu Jinhan shook his head. “That’s unlikely. Jiayuan has been running factories for many years. They wouldn’t ruin their own reputation, or even risk legal trouble.”

“Either the issue lies with the technicians, or it’s at the management level. The owner of Jiayuan wouldn’t do something like this.”

Manager He sighed. “Alright. I’ll call their boss and see what’s going on. You go to the hospital, talk to the injured workers and their families, and comfort them properly. Don’t let them come to the factory and cause trouble.”

Chu Jinhan nodded.

When he walked out of the industrial park, it was already dark.

His phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Wu Wei.

“What have you been doing?”

Wu Wei replied sheepishly, “Uh… I was detained for a few days…”

“I told you to keep an eye on Liu Maocai. You went to the detention center to ‘hang out’?”

Wu Wei froze for a moment and immediately cried out in injustice. “I wasn’t there to hang out, bro—I was arrested! Who would go to a detention center for fun!”

“I had my guys watching him. Did something happen? Oh, sorry, I’ll ask them right away—they don’t have your contact info.”

Wu Wei quickly hung up, then immediately called his close friend.

After a round of inquiries, he called Chu Jinhan back again.

He reported Liu Maocai’s movements over the past few days. Aside from drinking and going to bathhouses, Liu Maocai had been spending a lot of time with a man.

That man was wearing Jiayuan’s factory uniform, and during this period, Liu Maocai had been drinking and going to bathhouses with him every day.

Wu Wei then sent Chu Jinhan a photo of the man.

In the photo, the two of them had their arms around each other’s shoulders, looking quite close. However, the man’s expression clearly showed a mix of flattered surprise and unease.

Chu Jinhan forwarded the photo to Manager He.

Then he called him and said, “Send this photo to Jiayuan’s boss and see what he says.”

Manager He was surprised. “Good kid, where did you get this photo?”

Chu Jinhan didn’t answer that question. “Either we sue Jiayuan, or Jiayuan sues Liu Maocai.”

Manager He sighed. “Lawsuits take time and energy, and there’s no guarantee we’ll win. It’s very troublesome.”

“Winning or losing isn’t the point. What matters is making others aware of what Liu Maocai has done. The fault isn’t ours. There are many small factories in Qingcheng—if everyone becomes anxious, someone will naturally step in to deal with him.”

“Besides, now it’s Fengyue’s 20th anniversary.”

Hearing Fengyue mentioned, Manager He felt a bit uneasy. He didn’t dare go against Fengyue.

Chu Jinhan seemed to see his concern. “You just focus on dealing with Jiayuan. You don’t need to worry about Liu Maocai.”

Manager He’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but smile. “Good, good—this is a good plan! Let Jiayuan make this matter blow up!”

——

Song Yunfei had finished a day of studying. The square dancing outside was too noisy for her to continue.

She held the dog in her arms, stroking its head while watching TV.

Every now and then, she checked the time on her phone. It was already eight o’clock, and Chu Jinhan still hadn’t returned.

Suddenly, Bai Yu called.

She quickly answered. “All done?”

“What did you call me for during the day?”

“It’s nothing much. I just wanted to ask—tomorrow I’m going to the anniversary celebration. Is there anything I should watch out for?”

Bai Yu clearly paused for a moment, then laughed. “You’re already tired of living that much already?”

“Ah, I don’t want to either.” Song Yunfei had no choice but to explain the situation to him.

Bai Yu responded indifferently with an “oh.” “I see. Then you should prepare in advance.”

“Prepare what?”

“Prepare to find yourself a better lawyer.”

“……”

“I shouldn’t have called you. Goodbye.”

Song Yunfei hung up and silently cursed him a hundred times in her heart.

Not long after, he called again.

By now, Song Yunfei had gotten used to his pattern—he only got to the point on the second call.

Bai Yu said, “Call me ‘good brother,’ and I’ll help you.”

“How will you help me?”

“Don’t worry about that. Just call me first.”

“…I can’t quite bring myself to say it.”

Bai Yu chuckled. “How did you used to call me?”

Song Yunfei frowned, carefully recalling. In her memory, whenever the original owner needed his help, she would call him “brother” repeatedly, flattering Bai Yu until he was completely won over.

Especially that time when she asked him to help conceal Chu Jinhan’s situation.

With tearful eyes, a single “brother” was enough for Bai Yu to immediately delete the inspection record from the system.

Seeing her still hesitant to speak, Bai Yu continued to tempt her. “I guarantee that tomorrow they won’t meet, and you won’t have to worry about Xiao Xian causing trouble.”

That condition was extremely tempting.

Song Yunfei took a deep breath and imagined herself sitting at a sewing machine in prison.

She steeled herself. “Brother!”

“Are you Li Kui? Say it properly.”

“Brother~”

“…It’s ‘good brother.’”

Song Yunfei gritted her teeth, mentally preparing herself, then said in a softer, more delicate tone, “Good bro—”

Before she could finish the last word, the door opened, and Chu Jinhan walked in.

Startled, her voice suddenly broke, shifting from a delicate little cat to a rooster crowing.

Bai Yu: “……”

Chu Jinhan: “?”

Chu Jinhan stepped back out, looked up at the door number, then closed the door again.

Song Yunfei: “……”

Actually, working a sewing machine in prison didn’t seem so bad—it might even teach her some skills.

Ten seconds later, Chu Jinhan opened the door again.

Song Yunfei appeared instantly behind the door, a sweet smile on her face.

He froze again.

Song Yunfei grabbed his arm, smiling brightly as she pulled him inside. “Good brother, you’re finally back. I’ve been waiting for you until the flowers almost wilted.”

Chu Jinhan looked at her with suspicion.

Song Yunfei pulled him into the room without giving him time to think further, then quickly ran over, picked up the suit from the sofa, and placed it into his hands.

“Good brother, I bought this suit for you. Try it on quickly.” She blinked at him innocently.

Still in a daze, Chu Jinhan was pulled inside, handed the suit, and then pushed into the bathroom in a dazed state.

This was the first time Song Yunfei had seen such an expression linger on his face for so long.

She closed the bathroom door behind him.

Closing her eyes, she took a long deep breath in, then exhaled heavily.

Suddenly… she felt like she didn’t want to live anymore.

But very soon, when Chu Jinhan walked out of the bathroom, she abandoned that thought.

Seeing the man stepping out of the bathroom, Song Yunfei’s eyes went straight.