Anan nodded, "Yes, my dad is a drunkard. He often gets drunk and comes back to beat or scold me and my mom."
With no capability outside, at home he only knew how to throw his weight around.
"So, you didn't come to work in my shop on your own, it was someone else who made you do it, right?"
If it weren't for someone giving fake notes to Anan, Anan definitely couldn't have gotten so many fakes himself.
"Manager, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't understand."
"Anan, do I really have to spell it out? I saw with my own eyes that you put those counterfeit bills into the cash register," Xiaofeng gently reminded.
If it hadn't been for Xiaoqi who suddenly alerted her, she wouldn't have become suspicious.
