Liu Feng was very happy now, yes, just very happy.
A few pieces of paper were worth tens of thousands of yuan. What business in the world could be more profitable than this?
Although he knew that once this business was exposed, he would have to spend a few years in prison, the money was simply too much. It was so much that he could no longer think about these things.
To the extent that he picked up those few pieces of paper and began to grin, his heart fantasizing whether, after he got the money, he would sell the newly bought black and white television and get a large color TV, and then buy a refrigerator.
It was a pity that his plan had fallen through before he could even finish thinking about it.
The beam of the flashlight suddenly appeared, and the next second, as he was stunned, the incandescent light in the room lit up.
In an instant, his eyes were almost blinded. When he reacted, cold sweat began to break out all over his body.
Good heavens, there were six or seven people wearing factory uniforms standing in the room, staring at him with smiles.
"It's over!"
At this moment, Liu Feng had only this one thought.
He instantly sat down on the ground, his face turning pale as a sheet, and cold sweat trickled down his back.
He was not a fool, but as soon as these factory people appeared, he naturally knew what was going on.
So, that banquet was fake, everything was fake. It was no wonder he was secretly smug.
They were here to lure him out, to catch him in a net.
He had actually walked right into it, foolishly delighted. Wasn't he being incredibly stupid?
"It's me, it's me, we're all on the same side. Why are you all still at the factory?"
Although Liu Feng's face had turned pale, after sitting down and recovering, his eyes began to dart around again.
He knew that it was unlikely he wouldn't be exposed, but what if? What if these people weren't here to catch him?
Therefore, at this moment, he pretended to be innocent, as if he had stumbled into this room, completely without the fear he had before.
"This guy, does he do face-changing?"
Liang Xiaohai was dumbfounded by Liu Feng's appearance. He never expected that this guy could still bluster even when caught red-handed.
Judging by his expression, he clearly wanted to sue them.
"Stop pretending. We know what you're here for, and we've been waiting for you! Trying to quibble now is useless."
A technician was furious upon hearing this. He wanted to step forward and grab Liu Feng by the collar, but he was stopped by someone next to him.
However, the anger on his face did not change at all.
The factory was doing so well now. Not only had everyone's wages increased, but they all had a sense of purpose, relying on these new sunflower seeds to expand the dried fruit factory.
Who would have thought that among them, there would be a traitor who leaked the recipe for the sunflower seeds, and now he was trying to do it again?
"What pretending? I just dropped my wallet, so I came back to the factory to find it. What are you guys doing? Arresting a thief?"
Liu Feng simply refused to admit anything. As long as he stuck to his story, these people, even if they were indeed waiting for him, might not be able to do anything to him.
"You really won't give up until you're at the end of your rope! Even now, you're still trying to quibble?"
"Liu Feng, we noticed you a month ago. This is a trap, and it was set by the factory director himself! Think carefully, do you have the ability to quibble in front of us?"
Liang Xiaohai really wanted to kick this guy, but then he thought that if he did, he might be suspected of being forced to confess under torture. So, he finally held back and did not act.
Their goal was not just to find the traitor. This was only the first step. Dealing with the person behind him was the main objective.
And to deal with the person behind him, Liu Feng's cooperation was essential.
"Ah! What do you want?"
Liu Feng, who refused to admit anything, was still determined to resist. Who didn't know that if this matter was really settled, he would have to spend many years in prison?
He had already considered the possibility of failure and being caught. Thinking of this, how could he sit still? How could he dare to admit it?
"Clatter!"
Finally, Yu Zhou, who had been silent and watching this scoundrel, appeared.
He simply dropped the prepared key on the ground and looked at him coldly. For some reason, Liu Feng shivered uncontrollably.
He didn't interact with the factory director much, and he didn't know how Yu Zhou, so young, had grown and expanded to such an extent.
Liu Feng had never cared about these things before, but now, seeing the factory director standing right in front of him, deciding his fate, an inexplicable fear began to grow within him.
Is this the power of a superior? Even if they do nothing, just looking at you quietly can put immense pressure on you.
"With the formula and the previous witnesses, no matter what, you're going to jail."
"Now it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate. If you are, you can redeem yourself, and we won't pursue it. Perhaps you'll only serve a period of reform through labor."
"But if you don't cooperate with everything, the blame will be placed entirely on you."
"Causing significant losses to the factory, even exceeding hundreds of thousands, and shooting you would not be excessive."
Yu Zhou didn't say much to him, just looked at him coldly and spoke directly.
As soon as he interacted with Liu Feng, he knew that this person was very slippery.
Or rather, he was a smart person. Perhaps the reason he fell for this trap was simply that his eyes were blinded by immense profit.
With such a person, threats and inducements, or direct threats, are useless, because they are already like a rolling stone.
However, such people are also extremely selfish.
The saying "may fellow daoists die, not this poor one" is a golden rule for them.
Naturally, Yu Zhou's casual words at this moment made Liu Feng wilt.
Yes, with the prepared key, the witnesses, and the evidence on his person, everything was over.
Even if he quibbled, would it be useful? The factory had indeed lost the recipe for the previous sunflower seeds. To put it bluntly, even if it wasn't him last time, if they insisted it was him now, the outcome would be the same.
Was quibbling still useful?