Cheng Su had waited until the end of the workday, but Chen Zhiquan never showed up, leaving her very disappointed.
She didn’t want to think badly of him, but too many coincidences had piled up, pointing to premeditation. The facts were right before her eyes, even the matter with the labels had been cleared up.
The accounts and inventories simply did not match up, and coincidentally, Chen Zhiquan had been to the operations room. Although this could not prove anything and no one had seen him take anything, the coincidences involving his name were just too many.
Thinking back to how he urgently needed money, as well as the conversation they’d just had, Cheng Su was clear that she had not wronged him.
She had been waiting for Chen Zhiquan to come and explain himself, but he never did.
Packing her bag, Cheng Su was ready to leave work. As she was about to step out, Chen Zhiquan, looking dejected, appeared.
"President Cheng."
Cheng Su looked at him and then set her bag down again.
"You’ve finally come!"
Chen Zhiquan entered, and with a thud, knelt on the ground: "President Cheng, I’m sorry."
Cheng Su sighed, "A man’s knees are as precious as gold, you kneel to heaven and earth and to your parents, not to me. Stand up and talk!"
Chen Zhiquan, his face full of shame, wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and sat down in a chair before the conference table.
Ying Xiaoya brought over tea, sitting aside. She was determined to hear how this scoundrel had been so depraved as to ignore Cheng Su’s glances and even flipped open the ledger, pretending to scrutinize the accounts seriously.
Cheng Su, having no choice, let her be; the matter couldn’t be hidden anyway.


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