The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 120 The Power Struggle Begins with High Spirits (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Qian Jin thought his cold would be cured on the same day.

Actually, this was just a misconception given to him by Analgin.

He developed a fever again that night.

Fortunately, there aren't many dangerous bacteria or viruses these days; he just caught a chill.

The next day, Wei Qinghuan took care of him for another day, giving him medicine, inducing sweating, and supplementing his nutrition. On the third day, he finally entered the recovery period.

Qian Jin began preparing for marriage registration.

Getting married these days is not a simple matter; the process is quite complicated.

First, the organization needs to confirm the age, marital status, and political background check results of both parties:

Qian Jin needs to submit a written marriage application to the Political Work Department of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. After the Political Work Department reviews the application and finds no problems, it will issue a "Certificate of Marital Status".

Similarly, Wei Qinghuan had to submit the same materials to the People's Night School, and also needed a "Certificate of Marital Status".

Secondly, you need to take your household registration booklet to the neighborhood committee of your local street to confirm the consistency between your household registration information and the place of marriage registration.

Only after everything was confirmed to be in order could the young couple go to the marriage registration office under the Revolutionary Committee to register their marriage.

Of course, you need to prepare a photo that meets the required format when you go to register.

Qian Jin found out the process, but Wei Qinghuan stood him up.

With the college entrance exam just around the corner, the female teacher is indeed extremely busy.

She took two days off to take care of Qian Jin, and people were frantically looking for her during those two days.

In this matter, Qian Jin had to respect her opinion. Since the female teacher wanted to register after the college entrance examination, Qian Jin had no choice but to agree.

After all, there are only five days left until the provincial college entrance examination.

After taking three days off, Qian Jin had to go back to work because an anti-smuggling training course jointly organized by the Port Authority, Customs, and Public Security Bureau was about to begin!

Wei Xiongtu supplemented the materials provided by Qian Jin, turning a speech into a lecture script.

This is his forte.

The script indicated when to talk about what, how to liven up the atmosphere, and how to guide students to ask questions.

Qian Jin started studying while he was in the hospital bed, and by the time the training course started on the 16th, he had almost mastered it.

The training course was held in the Port Authority Auditorium in Port Alam.

Early in the morning, Qian Jin rode a borrowed bicycle to work. The black leather bag hanging on the handlebars made his lunchbox jingle, just like any other worker in that era.

The car passed by the gatehouse in Jiagang. The gatekeeper remembered him well, and when he saw him appear, he leaned half his body out of the gatehouse:

"Captain Qian, it's been a few days since I've seen you. Are you away on a business trip?"

Qian Jin explained, "I'm sick. I went to catch a thief during that heavy snowfall, and ended up wading around in the snow for too long, so I caught a cold."

He handed the old man a cigarette.

The old man nodded his thanks: "Oh, as the old saying goes, illness comes like a landslide and goes like pulling silk. You should rest for a couple more days. Why are you in such a hurry to come to work?"

"Hey, something big happened today, huh? It's so nice to see you wearing four pockets!"

Qian Jin glanced down at his navy blue Zhongshan suit.

This is the clothing that Wei Qinghuan stayed up all night after get off work last night to process for him.

I used a Zhongshan suit that my brother-in-law had never worn before, and borrowed Wei Xiangmi's sewing machine to alter it for him. It turned out quite well.

Originally, this Zhongshan suit only had two pockets, but Wei Qinghuan added two fake pockets to the front, making it look like a cadre's uniform at first glance.

Qian Jin explained, "You really have sharp eyes. The port authority is giving me face by holding an anti-smuggling training course here, allowing me to say a few words on stage."

The old man laughed and said, "I'm not bragging, but I've met so many people over the years that I can tell what's going on at a glance."

"You're good. You've made many contributions and gotten promoted quickly. I know about the anti-smuggling training class at the port authority. It's a place only capable people can go. You're going to be successful."

Qian Jin laughed and said, "Uncle, please don't be shy about me. I'm just going to show my face for a moment, and then I still have to go back to the dock to carry heavy loads."

He entered the office, where Liu Jinshan and Wang Hao were both present. Upon seeing Qian Jin enter, they both stood up to greet him.
"Captain Qian, are you feeling better? Please take a few more days off and make sure you get plenty of rest."

"Good morning, Captain Qian. Are you alright? Let me pour you a cup of hot tea. The road ahead is icy and slippery, so please take a rest."

Qian Jin thanked the two men and said, "Let me take a look at the work logs for these three days."

Wang Hao opened the drawer, and Liu Jinshan laughed, "It's here, it's here. I came early today and updated the work log again."

He explained, "This didn't exist before. We just started implementing it. I'm not very well-educated, so I made a lot of revisions."

After offering a few words of praise, Qian Jin sat down to read his log.

no problem.

As he expected, the workload of the eight porter teams should have been relatively small and they should have done less work due to the snow accumulation in the previous two days.

As a result, the workload was quite heavy over the three days. All eight teams either put the delivered goods into the warehouse according to plan or assisted the transportation team in sending them away.

This made Qian Jin very happy.

well.

The heavy snow did not affect their work in any way.

He whispered to Wei Xiongtu, "See? Sincerity begets sincerity. I treat the foremen with sincerity, and they sincerely support my work."

Wei Xiongtu scratched his head and said, "I feel like something's not right. We're both just porters, do you think those people are that conscientious?"

Qian Jin thought for a moment and said, "That's true, but you have to consider that I'm a newly appointed official, and I often have to make a splash. They're afraid of getting burned by the fire."

"Besides, things are different now. You were there when these petty leaders came to see me the other day, and you saw their statements. Do you think they can fool me, the captain?"

"That's like an old man who has eaten poison and is going to the toilet with a lantern—he's tired of living and looking for death."

Wei Xiongtu could only nod blankly.

He was completely clueless about interpersonal relationships—he had six out of seven acupoints of understanding.

Now that work is proceeding as usual, Qian Jin can go to the training course with peace of mind.

He rushed to the port authority office building.

The training course has already started.

A banner reading "Severely Crack Down on Smuggling Crimes" was hung at the entrance of the small auditorium, and slogans were posted on the walls on both sides. Presumably due to the weather, the paste had frozen before it was fully dry.

He revealed his identity, and the staff of the Political Work Department warmly shook hands with him: "Comrade Qian Jin, we've been waiting for you!"

The two entered the back room of the small auditorium, where a banner also hung—"Crack down on smuggling and protect the achievements of socialist economy."

You can see inside the auditorium from here.

Qian Jin rubbed his frozen fingers and looked inside, seeing that the auditorium was already full of students in crisp uniforms.

The small auditorium has steps on both sides, on which more than a dozen wooden crates are piled up. The open crates reveal the confiscated smuggled goods, and the numbers 'Evidence of Crime XX' are written in red paint.

"This is the course schedule, please take a look." The staff member handed over a mimeographed form, the paper still warm from the printing press.

Qian Jin saw that his name was listed at 10:00 AM, with the title "Experience in Anti-Smuggling in the Supply and Marketing System".

There's also a subtitle: "Three checks, three looks, three screenings: Carrying the fight against smuggling to the end."

There is a lecturer on the stage now, whose topic is "Looking at the loopholes in the distribution process from the perspective of ship fuel loss".

The staff introduced Qian Jin to a leader: "This is the person in charge of this training course, Zhou Qingyun, the director of the Anti-Smuggling Office of the Customs Inspection and Enforcement Department."

This is a high-ranking leader!
Qian Jin shook hands respectfully and explained, "Director Zhou, I'm so sorry. I should have come to visit you two days earlier to report on my teaching plan."

"Unfortunately, my body was not cooperating. I had a bad cold and fever, and it wasn't until today that I was almost fully recovered."

Zhou Qingyun didn't stand on ceremony and touched his forehead, saying, "Take care of your health, Captain Qian, you still have a bit of a fever."

Qian Jin was surprised.

He did have a slight fever, but he wasn't sure if Zhou Qingyun had actually demonstrated his skills or was just being polite.

If a leader can detect a low-grade fever, then that leader is quite capable.

Because Qian Jin had been exposed to cold wind the whole way, the temperature on his forehead was about the same as usual.

Patting Qian Jin's arm, Zhou Qingyun expressed his understanding: "Nobody wants to get sick, but when it happens, there's nothing you can do."

“Take me for example, I’ve been feeling really uncomfortable these past couple of days, and my rotten back teeth are giving me a hard time.”

Qian Jin looked closely at the left cheek that he was pointing to, and it was indeed a little swollen.

The staff member said, "It's probably because you've been busy with our training courses these past two days, and you've gotten stressed."

Zhou Qingyun shook his head: "It's an old problem. It always gives me a hard time."

"Never mind, Captain Qian, I've read your lecture notes. They're very well written. You don't need to report to me separately. Just follow the notes when you give your lecture."

"When we talk about cases later, we need to use more practical examples. These young people only know theory and can't even smell smuggled diesel."

After a ten-minute break, Qian Jin's classes were immediately scheduled.

Above the stage in the small auditorium hung standard portraits of Marx, Engels, Lenin, Stalin, and Mao, while below, rows of students sat, their portraits arranged in rows according to their work units.
On the left, the customs officers wore gray uniforms with woolen hats; on the right, the police officers wore neat blue uniforms; and in the middle, the port authority officers wore work clothes.

At this point, the trainees went to the restroom together.

Qian Jin stood at the door and looked inside.

Several people came over and smiled at him: "Comrade, can I borrow a light?"

A dark-skinned young man behind him shook his head and laughed, "This is Instructor Qian. Are you asking the instructor for a light?"

The students who were going to smoke were surprised: "Huh?"

Qian Jin looked at the dark-skinned young man in surprise: "Comrade, how did you figure that out?"

The young man smiled slyly and said, "Can't you figure it out?"

Qian Jin knew that the other party was going to test him.

He doesn't have to pay attention to it, since they're not from the same organization.

But this wasn't difficult, because it involved finding the solution by following the answer. Just as he was about to answer, a thought struck him, and he said:
"I can't figure it out, this is really difficult."

The dark-skinned young man curled his lip, clearly disdainful of the instructor's abilities.

Just as he was about to answer, Qian Jin handed the matches to the students who were smoking, then walked over to the burly man and whispered:

"Come with me."

The two walked to the podium, and Qian Jin said, "It's actually very simple. You may have already gotten to know all your classmates in the past two days of class, or you may have even seen me before."

"It's more likely that the next class is about to start, and I'm a complete stranger at the auditorium entrance. If they look at the class schedule and the list of instructors for the next class, it won't be hard for them to guess who I am."

"Your classmates didn't guess it not because they lacked the ability, but because they didn't think of that point."

"What do I mean by all this? Comrade, you're so smart, you'll definitely understand what I mean."

The young man from Black slumped into silence.

Don't be presumptuous.

And don't be so clever as to show off.

After a ten-minute break, the loudspeaker played "The East Is Red".

Zhou Qingyun served as the warm-up host.

He tugged at the collar of his Zhongshan suit and said, “Comrades, last month in this port of Kaohsiung, we uncovered the biggest smuggling case of the year, and some of the smuggled goods are on display here.”

"It was precisely because of this smuggling case that, after research and decision-making by the municipal party committee and provincial port authorities and customs, that all seaports implemented a system of 'three checks, three comparisons, three inspections, and three screenings' for key vessels."

"As you all probably know, the person who cracked this smuggling case was none other than my colleague, Comrade Qian Jin. But Comrade Qian Jin is not a member of our unit; he is a worker in the supply and marketing system. So how did he manage to be so vigilant and combative?"

"Next, please let Comrade Qian Jin share his practical experience!"

Applause erupted like a rising tide.

Qian Jin went on stage, and after the applause subsided, he said:

"As you all know, I'm an old hand at teaching, not a teacher with formal training, so let's keep the atmosphere relaxed in this class and learn together through chatting and discussion."

Most of the people coming down from the stage were new recruits, young people, with simple and enthusiastic personalities.

Upon hearing this, someone blurted out, "Captain Qian, I heard that Teresa Teng was among those goods?"

Amidst laughter, many young people waited to see Qian Jin make a spectacle.

Teresa Teng's cassette tapes are now contraband, so it's not convenient to discuss them.

Qian Jin pointed directly at the young man who asked the question and said, "Good question, but you shouldn't have asked me, because I was only responsible for arresting people at the time. The actual work of searching for smuggled goods was handled by your police unit."

"So if you're curious, go ask your seniors. They did indeed seize a batch of tapes back then, and they're probably still locked in your unit's safe, right? You can ask them to open them and let you see them."

The young man who asked the question quickly shrank back.

People around him started laughing at him.

Qian Jin slammed his hand on the table and began to give examples from a practical perspective:
"The three checks are very important: check the ship's registration, check the tonnage, and then check the fuel consumption recorded in their ship's log. By verifying the ship's sea voyage distance and tonnage, we can calculate the fuel consumption and thus deduce whether they have engaged in any misconduct along the way..."

“We once had a case like this in our supply and marketing system. When we checked the delivery order, we found that the other party claimed to be transporting ammonium nitrate fertilizer, but the delivery slip showed that the recipient was an embroidery factory…”

"Foreign ships, in particular, need to be investigated carefully. This ship is the Japanese's 'Golden Plantagenet,' which stopped at Hong Kong and Keelung during its journey... This is the screening trajectory in the three-screening method..."

"This doesn't necessarily mean there's anything wrong with it, so we need to look at its behavior at other times. For example, its choice to dock in heavy fog is consistent with the characteristics of abnormal operating periods in 'screening and loading/unloading'..."

After analyzing a series of real-world case studies.

Qian Jin took out a stack of carbon paper from his briefcase and handed it out. The young people were intrigued by it; the title on it was "Psychological Analysis Chart of Smugglers."
"Trust me, everyone. You should study this direction carefully; it will be of great help to your work in the future!"

Criminal psychology research has not yet emerged in the country, and it has not been widely applied internationally.

If someone can dedicate themselves to this research and achieve results, it could fill a gap in the country's research on crime issues.

The main content of his lectures later became a textbook on anti-smuggling.

However, he extracted the core content and handed it over to Wei Xiongtu for polishing. In this way, the content was detailed and many of the investigation directions were novel, which broadened the horizons of the uneducated anti-smuggling recruits.

Qian Jin is more than qualified to be a teacher for these people today.

Judging from the expressions of the employees in the training class, they had indeed learned something from Qian Jin's explanation.

Although Qian Jin said that the discussion was open, fewer and fewer people spoke up as the discussion progressed; everyone was taking notes rapidly.

The course lasted until noon.

When the allotted time was up, Qian Jin had not yet finished speaking, so the staff below urged him to continue, saying, "Teacher Qian, please continue."

"One more..."

Qian Jin showed off the thick stack of course notes in his hand: "I didn't teach well, but I was well prepared."

"I will not take this handout with me; I will give it to Director Zhou, who will then circulate it to you."

"Everyone, we all work at the port, so we'll have plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. I would love for you to visit our office."

"Thank you all for giving me the honor of listening to my lecture, and thank you for the applause!"

He bowed, stepped down from the stage, and left.

The applause was even more enthusiastic, with many people standing up to applaud.

Zhou Qingyun greeted Qian Jin at the door and applauded him, saying, "Comrade Qian Jin, you have a great stage presence. You'd be perfect as a teacher."

"I heard you also run a school in your neighborhood? No wonder you performed so well today." Qian Jin explained the purpose of the Taishan Road study room, and finally gave the first class of the medal to his wife:
“My fiancée is a teacher, and my future brother-in-law was also a teacher. I learned all of this from them.”

He gave the lecture notes to Zhou Qingyun.

Zhou Qingyun was very grateful for his contribution and gave him a brand new Seagull flashlight.

This is good stuff!

This is a high-powered metal flashlight made in Shanghai. It's standard equipment for the public security system and is not available to the general public.

With this flashlight, Qian Jin can now use the high-powered flashlight he bought from the mall.

When asked why his flashlight was so bright, he simply replied that he would use a police-issue Seagull flashlight for cover.

He put away the flashlight, glanced at Zhou Qingyun's slightly swollen cheeks, and said:
“My father once knew a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He had a medicine that specifically treats toothache. If you’d like, Director Zhou, I can give it to you to try.”

Zhou Qingyun was delighted: "Okay, then you give it a try. To be honest, this toothache isn't a disease, but it can be excruciating when it strikes."

"My toothache is really tormenting me!"

Qian Jin agreed to go back and find him the medicine, and then returned to his office in a good mood.

He hummed a song, feeling quite pleased with himself.

open the door.

Yang Shengzhang looked at him with a gloomy face.

Qian Jin quickly explained, "Minister Yang, it's like this, the port authority, customs..."

“I know they want you to give lectures and share your anti-smuggling experience; that’s a good thing,” Yang Shengzhang interrupted him directly.

"I agree that you should assist these organizations in their work, but shouldn't you do your own job well first?"

"Do your job well first!"

His tone was harsh, indicating his dissatisfaction.

Qian Jin asked in confusion, "Leader, what am I...?"

"What do you mean, 'you'? Being an anti-smuggling model soldier is pretty cool, isn't it?" Yang Shengzhang threw him a copy of the "Haibin Daily".

The front-page photo shows Qian Jin and Wei Xiong wearing large red flowers on their chests. Although the color of the flowers cannot be seen in the black and white photo, the two men's high spirits are evident.

The daily newspaper headline was large and eye-catching: Dock guards cleverly capture smugglers, red spirit shines in the harbor.

Qian Jin was even more puzzled.

He knew this newspaper.

A few days ago, the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative held a training class for advanced individuals. He spoke as a representative. Afterwards, a reporter from the newspaper came to interview him and Wei Xiongtu, took this photo, and wrote this report.

The news was published the very next day, and Wei Qinghuan specially bought several copies to make clippings for her collection.

But what does it mean for Yang Shengzhang to show him this newspaper now?
Seeing that the other party was only angry and didn't explain, Qian Jin took the initiative to ask, "Sir, what do you need me to do by showing you this newspaper now?"

Yang Shengzhang laughed, a laugh tinged with anger: "You ask me what I need you to do with it?"

"funny!"

"Isn't this something you carefully kept in your drawer?!"

Qian Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, someone's trying to frame me!

He definitely doesn't have this newspaper in his drawer.

So he immediately said, "Please believe me, boss, I have never put this newspaper in the drawer."

Yang Shengzhang's gaze turned strange: "I found the newspaper in your drawer myself, are you implying that I put it there?"

Qian Jin hurriedly shook his head.

"Did your colleague or coworker put that there?" Yang Shengzhang continued to ask him. "I'd like to ask you, what are they trying to achieve by putting such a newspaper in your desk? Are they trying to curry favor with you by using your glorious deeds?"

"Also, if you didn't put this newspaper in your desk for safekeeping, why do you keep looking at it all the time?"

Qian Jin said, "If I said I've never seen it at work, you definitely wouldn't believe me, boss."

Yang Shengzhang said, "More than one of your colleagues and coworkers has told me that you have seen this thing in the office."

Qian Jin was stunned.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Why did so many people suddenly join forces to frame and harm me?

Just three days ago, when he was sick, these same people had visited him with gifts.

If they wanted to frame themselves, they would have been better off tampering with the gifts.

Now that we look at the gift, there's nothing wrong with it. What's the point of making such a big deal out of a newspaper?
First, he genuinely visits himself, then he schemes against him behind his back?
Upon realizing this, Qian Jin suddenly had the answer!

When they visited me three days ago, they had no intention of harming me. It was only in the last two days that someone turned a few people against me to deal with me.

Who is it?
Song Hongbing!
Qian Jin recalled Song Hongbing's threat to him at the police station on a snowy night: "If you don't release me, I have a way to make sure you can't become the captain!"

Only Song Hongbing meets this condition.

Firstly, because the other party had issued threats, and secondly, because Song Hongbing was directly detained pending trial, he was unable to send instructions to the foremen earlier, but only in the last two days through visitors.

This explains why the leaders of the brigade once sincerely gave him gifts, but now they are actively framing him.

Qian Jin didn't say anything.

Yang Shengzhang slammed his hand on the table and said, "I won't say anything about you being indulging in past glories. Young people are bound to linger on the list of achievements after making meritorious contributions."

"But you should at least do your job properly!"

"It's been three days, and today is the fourth! Your brigade is basically paralyzed!"

Qian Jin knew that Liu Jinshan was definitely among those who had harmed him.

Because he had read Liu Jinshan's work log today, which showed that all the teams had worked diligently during the days he was sick and on leave.

The work log is obviously fake.

He turned to look at Liu Jinshan.

Liu Jinshan glanced at him, and after their eyes met, he quickly swallowed and lowered his head.

A classic case of a guilty conscience.

Yang Shengzhang continued:

"Do you know that many leaders couldn't accept your appointment as the brigade leader? It was I who went against everyone's opinions to appoint a new person, hoping to bring a fresh atmosphere to our department."

"And this is what you do for me? You neglect your job and go teach at someone else's training course?"

Qian Jin remained silent and let him criticize.

Yang Shengzhang was so hoarse from criticizing that Liu Jinshan humbly offered him a teacup, saying, "Please have some water, sir."

"Hmm." Yang Shengzhang nodded and glanced at him, his eyes very friendly.

Qian Jin felt a sense of unease.

Oh no, something's going to happen to my position.

really.

After taking a sip of water, Yang Shengzhang said, "I'm here today to convey a notice from the department regarding your work..."

"Can I say a few words, boss?" Qian Jin asked hurriedly.

He guessed the answer.

The ministry is going to temporarily relieve him of his post, and it is very likely that Liu Jinshan, the second-in-command, will take over the work.

If this happens, it will be even harder for him to turn things around in the future!
Yang Shengzhang asked, "What did you say?"

Qian Jin asked, "Minister Yang, are you aware that Song Hongbing was arrested by the Taishan Road Police Station?"

Yang Shengzhang was about to drink some water when he heard this and was shocked: "What? Is that so?"

Qian Jin breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He still has a chance to turn the tide!

He immediately said, "After Song Hongbing was dismissed, he resented me for replacing him as the captain and harbored a desire for revenge against me."

“He followed me and first slashed the tires of our bicycles with a dagger while my friend and I were parked running errands.”

“Three nights ago, during a heavy snowfall, he tried to steal my bicycle to vent his anger, but was discovered and successfully arrested by the residents upstairs.”

"I caught a cold that night because I heard shouting and went out to catch a thief without wearing any clothes!"

Yang Shengzhang was very surprised.

Liu Jinshan was also surprised in the office; he hadn't even heard the news.

Qian Jin was even more confident: "After Song Hongbing was taken to the police station, he threatened me to drop the charges against him, otherwise he would make me regret it and make sure I lost my position as the captain."

“I originally planned to report this matter to the organization and leaders the next day, to report his threat, but unfortunately I caught a bad cold that night and had a fever of 39.5 degrees Celsius. I was so delirious from the fever that I forgot about it.”

"But when I was at work today, I recalled this incident, especially the words he used to threaten me."

"He said he had a lot of dirt on his colleagues, including dirt on them for embezzlement, bribery, having affairs, abusing their power for personal gain, and so on. He said he would use this dirt to threaten these people and frame me!"

"I originally intended to remain calm and see who would follow his orders to frame me. If anyone did, it would prove that Song Hongbing had something on them!"

These words are a mix of truth and falsehood.

He didn't know how Song Hongbing could instruct Liu Jinshan and others to harm him. The only thing he could think of was that Song Hongbing had something on these people and was using it to threaten them against him.

Because Song Hongbing is very good at finding dirt on people, for example, he wanted to take photos of the two of them going to the Ghost Market as leverage to deal with him and Wei Xiongtu, so Qian Jin made this deduction.

It's always right to pin the blame first during another struggle.

Who cares if it's true or not.

Even if Song Hongbing didn't use the evidence he had to threaten Liu Jinshan and the others to deal with him, and even if he was wrong, Qian Jin wasn't afraid.

How could Yang Shengzhang know if Song Hongbing had any dirt on these people?

At worst, he could ask Song Hongbing, who would then say no.

When the time comes, Qian Jin will continue to pin the blame, saying that Song Hongbing doesn't admit it.

These kinds of things are prone to turning into Rashomon-like situations.

Yang Shengzhang's face was extremely gloomy. The fact that his soldiers had become so corrupt was something he, an old revolutionary, could not accept.

He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Are you telling the truth?"

Qian Jin said, "Boss, if you call the Taishan Road Police Station, you'll get immediate confirmation!"

"Besides, it's quite obvious, boss, that our Deputy Captain Liu has something on him..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Liu Jinshan was both angry and exasperated, but still acted like a pushover. "Qian Jin, stop slandering people! Stop throwing mud at me!"

"This is slander, this is defamation, this is defamation!"

Qian Jin asked, "If Song Hongbing didn't have any leverage over you, why did you help him frame me?"

Liu Jinshan reacted quickly: "Who, who framed you? How did I frame you?"

Qian Jin sneered, "The most direct thing is that I looked at the work log when I came to work today."

"You gave me the work log, but instead of mentioning that the comrades hadn't worked for the past three days, it said that they had been working overtime for the past three days!"

He pressed his advantage on Yang Shengzhang: "Sir, think about it, I started as a porter."

"Even if I'm a complete scoundrel, I would never say that if my subordinates don't work for three days, I'll be fine and just pack up and go to another unit for a training course, right?"

Yang Shengzhang is not a fool.

He acknowledged Qian Jin's work enthusiasm.

So he nodded and asked, "Does your brigade still have work logs? What about the work logs?"

Qian Jin looked at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao remained silent and aloof throughout.

Yang Shengzhang yelled at him, "Wang Hao, what's going on!"

Wang Hao honestly said, "After Captain Qian took office, he did require us to write work logs."

"I also wrote a work log for the past three days, but it was taken away by Deputy Captain Liu. This morning, he handed the log to Captain Qian..."

Yang Shengzhang's expression turned somewhat ferocious as he looked at Liu Jinshan: "The logbook! Take it out!"

Liu Jinshan hurriedly opened his desk drawer, found his work log, and gave it to Yang Shengzhang:

"Boss, this is the log. It explains that there has been no progress in our work over the past three days."

Qian Jin sneered, "Does it also have my signature or annotations on it?"

"Creating a daily work log was a task I initiated; I can't just glance at it and then throw it away, can I?"

"Whether I'm working diligently or perfunctorily, even if I'm just performing, I still have to leave a mark on it, right? But how come it's completely clean!"

Yang Shengzhang glared fiercely at Liu Jinshan.

Then she looked at Wang Hao: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Wang Hao thought for a moment and said objectively, "This morning when Captain Qian was reading the log, I felt something was wrong."

"Because Captain Qian looked at it very carefully, I think there was a lot of content in the log at the time, which is why Captain Qian looked at it so carefully. And I can testify that he made annotations in the log at the time."

“Minister Yang, the log you’re holding now is one I wrote. It doesn’t contain much information. If Captain Qian was looking at this one, he wouldn’t have read it so carefully.”

The rest goes without saying.

Qian Jin's innocence has been cleared.

Yang Shengzhang slammed the logbook on the table and said with a stern face, "I'll call the police station first to ask about the situation."

Then he said to Liu Jinshan, "You know my temper. It's best if Qian Jin is lying, otherwise if I catch you, you'll be taken away by the police station!"

Liu Jinshan's face turned ashen, and he shook his head frantically: "No, no, Minister, what Brigade Qian said wasn't objective, no, I really didn't..."

Yang Shengzhang gave Qian Jin one last look, his expression very dissatisfied: "The most important thing for a leader is to be able to lead a team, to be able to fight tough battles and win them!"

"If you can't lead the team, then go home and raise your children as soon as possible."

He took the logbook with him.

Liu Jinshan looked utterly hopeless as he tried to chase after him.

Qian Jin stopped him, his smile sinister: "Where does Deputy Captain Liu want to go? Let's talk first. You've misunderstood me."

“Song Hongbing is going to jail. If something happens to you, you'll end up like him. So let’s have a good talk. As your colleague and your boss, I’m sure I can protect you!”

Those damn bastards!

After becoming a leader, he did not implement a power shift among the lower-level leaders. What was originally an act of benevolence turned into womanly compassion.

That goes without saying.

Start dealing with them, start replacing them with our own people!
(End of this chapter)