"Master Xiao, although this still hasn't been completely resolved, I reported it to the police, and they searched my home. Of course, they didn't find the stolen goods, and there was nothing wrong with my savings either, so I more or less cleared myself of suspicion. In the end, the whole thing just fizzled out.
But everyone at the company keeps pointing fingers at me. They all say I hid the goods, and that I actually managed to fool the company and the police after stealing them, and so on. They keep their distance from me.
The boss and my supervisor have each spoken to me, basically telling me to resign and get lost. Since I signed a contract, they'd have to pay compensation if they fired me outright.
The most infuriating part is that damned Zhang De. He actually said he didn't want to work with a thief like me, so Supervisor Liu swapped his night shift with someone else's so he wouldn't overlap with me. He was the one who stole the goods, yet he still badmouths me behind my back, points fingers at me, and slanders me. I'm so angry I'm falling apart!
Master Xiao, please read my fortune and testify for me. I didn't steal it. Zhang De did, right?"
Xiao Yu sighed and shook his head. "Yes, you didn't steal it. Zhang De did."
"Master Xiao, what do I do now?"
"Don't rush."
They needed evidence.
Fortune-telling didn't count as evidence.
Besides, the matter had more or less been put behind them. What would finding evidence accomplish? It could clear his name, but what good would that do? Once he cleared his name and dealt with Zhang De, that would be tantamount to offending Supervisor Liu.
If a lowly employee offended his supervisor, could he