C207 Anger from Being Framed

Qin clothing factory.

In the meeting room of the workshop, Qin Feng sat on the main seat, smoking a cigarette with one hand. His eyes were closed, and the brown tea in the cup beside him had not been touched. In the air, smoke was curling up. As Qin Feng smoked, he glanced at the people in front of him. He said slowly, "I think Wang Jie has already brought my words to all of you