The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 171 begins a deeper investigation, revealing who they side with whoever wins.
The supply and marketing cooperative was turned into a stage, and people from all over the commune flocked to watch the spectacle.

Ma Defu led three security guards in white uniforms to the scene in a hurry, only to be blocked at the door.

The security guard in charge was named Liu Jianguo, the director of the Zidian Commune Security Station. He coughed once, and the crowd turned around and quickly made way after seeing them.

Then, through the passage, Ma Defu and the security guards saw five burly men huddled under a banner that read "Develop the economy, ensure supply," groaning with their mouths covered.

Their hands, their collars and lapels were covered in bright red blood, and the blood seeping from between their fingers mixed with broken teeth, staining the cement ground in front of the supply and marketing cooperative with dark red plum blossoms.

"Director Liu, it was him who did it, it was Qian Jin who did it." Ma Defu's Zhongshan suit was still smelling of alcohol, and his index finger, pointing at Qian Jin in the lobby of the supply and marketing cooperative, trembled like a scale beam in a fit of madness.

In the lobby, Qian Jin was carrying a tin bucket and splashing water into the pool of blood to clean it, while Jin Hai was holding a mop and working hard.

A security guard entered with a gloomy face. He felt the rubber soles of his shoes were a bit uncomfortable, so he lifted his feet to look at them.

There was a molar on the ground, with blood still clinging to its root.

He looked up and saw the brocade banner hanging above the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative:
Model unit for public security in 1977.

The red velvet fluttered in the wind, and the security guards frowned even more deeply at the sight.

Madford's attention was entirely focused on the miserable state of his men.

He knew he had to take responsibility for the injuries of these five people. The five village bullies usually called him Brother Ma when there was something to gain from him. If he couldn't give them benefits and instead harmed their interests, then he would probably be ridden like a horse by them.

Enraged and filled with grief, Ma Defu roared, "Director Liu, speak up! Look at these five comrades! They were all loyal customers of our supply and marketing cooperative, and look what's happened to them now!"

It takes confidence to turn the tables and make false accusations.

Ma Defu spouted nonsense with great confidence, veins bulging on his neck, spittle flying onto the "Rules of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative" hanging outside the door: "This Qian Jin, relying on his ruthless henchmen, is lawless..."

"Excuse me, please make way." Qian Jin picked up a bamboo broom and started sweeping the floor outside.

Blood was swept out, and so were teeth.

Two of the front teeth rolled to the side of Ma Defu's three-piece leather shoes, their white surfaces gleaming like dead fish eyes in the bright afternoon sunlight.

Ma Defu immediately stopped being arrogant.

He recalled the terror of being dominated by Zhang Aijun not long ago, and quickly hid behind Liu Jianguo, his oily face full of fear.

Qian Jin straightened up, holding onto the broom, and looked outside.

Ma Defu is nothing to fear, but the three security guards who came are a problem.

The lead security guard was in his early forties, with a Type 54 pistol tucked into his waistband.

Yes, this is the director.

Qian Jin met the director's gaze and gave him a gentle smile.

Liu Jianguo introduced himself, then asked bluntly, "Comrade, was it you who hit him?"

Qian Jin immediately said, "No."

"Bullshit!" Ma Defu jumped up and down. "Chief Liu, don't listen to his excuses! This kid is lawless, he was just..."

"Director Ma," Qian Jin interrupted him with a gloomy face and eyes as cold as knives, "you brought people to the supply and marketing cooperative to cause trouble, and then brought security guards to slander your colleagues. You're really something!"

You've completely disgraced the supply and marketing cooperative!

Ma Defu choked, his face turning red.

Liu Jianguo ignored him and walked over to the village bullies, squatted down to check their injuries.

Having served in the military, he immediately recognized the problem—these men's injuries showed no signs of weapons; they were all caused by precise blows from fists, as evidenced by the marks on their upper and lower lips and noses.

The person who did it was very skilled; every single one of the five men had their teeth knocked out.

The force was ruthless, and the technique was skillful.

"Who hit him?" Liu Jianguo asked Zhao Daikui.

Zhao Daikui mumbled incoherently, "It's...it's him..."

"Who is he?" Liu Jianguo continued to ask.

Zhao Daikui turned his head and glared fiercely at Qian Jin.

Qian Jin was putting on a red armband with golden lettering and a golden police badge.

Zhao Daikui's eyes widened immediately.

He was illiterate, but he recognized the police badge and the red armband, which left him speechless.

Ma Defu didn't notice this. He said anxiously, "Da Kui, are you mute? You lost a tooth, not a tongue. Speak up!"

"Bullshit!" Zhao Daikui, filled with grief and indignation, began to yell at him, "Ma Defu, I won't let you get away with this!"

Ma Defu was stunned.

Liu Jianguo asked impatiently, "What exactly happened?"

An old man in a blue cotton-padded jacket squeezed through the crowd at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative: "Director Liu, I know what happened. I came here early this morning and saw everything clearly."

Liu Jianguo asked, "What did you see?"

The old man pointed at Qian Jin and said, "This has nothing to do with the sales clerk. On the contrary, he's the one who's harming people."

"The victim?" a security guard asked.

The old man nodded hurriedly: "Yes, he is the victim."

"At first, Director Ma wanted to hit him, but he ended up hitting him instead. So Director Ma went to find the four Zhao brothers and Niu Jin, and the five of them followed Director Ma to beat up the sales clerk."

"As it turned out, a really capable comrade saw injustice and stood up for what was right. This guy was practically Li Kui from 'Water Margin'..."

“That’s utter nonsense!” a voice in the crowd objected. “It’s Wu Song, the tiger-slaying hero Wu Song!”

"That's Wu Song, the God of the Mortal Realm!"

Liu Jianguo scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't interrupt, Uncle Wu, you continue."

The old man described the scene where Zhang Aijun beat up five people.

Liu Jianguo wanted to laugh when he heard this.

He knew the Zhao brothers' skills very well, but now someone could beat them into a fool with a single punch each while being ganged up on by the four brothers.

This is utter nonsense!
Madfu yelled at them to go and arrest people.

Liu Jianguo asked the onlookers, "Where did that person go after leaving the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"He rode off on his motorcycle, we don't know where he went," the crowd said all at once.

Ma Defu then pointed at Qian Jin: "He can run away, but he can't hide. Arrest him, arrest him, arresting him is the right thing to do!"

Qian Jin showed them the red armbands on his arms.

The five yellow characters of "Security Assault Team" were glaringly bright in the sunlight.

"Director Liu," Qian Jin said calmly, showing no intention of playing dumb or putting on airs.

He revealed his identity in advance: "I am a special-approved member of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's security task force. I became the deputy captain of the Taishan Road Security Station's security task force because of the arrest of key members of the Iron Hand Gang in Haibin City."

"In addition, I have made meritorious contributions on many occasions. I once captured two robbers and murderers in Hongqi Commune and a female assassin in Taishan Road Farmers Market."

"In addition, when I took office as the captain of the Jiagang Transportation Team of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, I led a team to take down a robbery and murder gang called 'Downhill Tiger'. If you don't believe me, you can call the Taishan Road Police Station or the Jiagang Police Station or even the Municipal Bureau to check the files."

Liu Jianguo's eyes changed.

Of course he knew about the "Tiger Down the Mountain" case; everyone in the Haibin City security department knew about it.

This group of people started their criminal activities in the Central Plains region and came all the way to Haibin City. It is said that they planned to rob the Supply and Marketing Cooperative in Haibin City to make a big profit, and then take a foreign ship to smuggle themselves out of the country.

As a result, their car overturned in Kapas, and they were arrested by the Kapas Workers' Joint Security Branch.

The leader of the workers in Port A was named Qian Jin!

"Are you Qian Jin from Jiagang?" Liu Jianguo asked tentatively.

Qian Jin nodded.

Liu Jianguo took a deep breath and revealed an incredulous expression: "I know you. You've made so many contributions, how come you not only didn't get promoted, but were instead demoted to a salesman in our small commune?"

The other security guards didn't believe him either, and warned Qian Jin: "Our unit has a phone, don't think you can fool us."

Qian Jin said, "It's true that I work as a salesperson at the store commune, but my salary and job level is 25."

"Damn, is Liu Suo taller than you?" The young security guard blurted out a curse instinctively.

Liu Jianguo turned his head and glared at him.

Qian Jin continued, "I come from the Dian Commune and have a special mission assigned by the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. I can't say more about the specific mission, but you can call our unit's political work department to inquire. They won't lie."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous.

Liu Suo and Jin Hai all looked at Ma Defu.

They came here while retaining their rank, or they were assigned to do tasks by the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

So what is the mission?

Should we get rid of a particular woodworm?

Liu Jianguo, who usually treated Ma Defu like a brother and had shared many meals with him, reacted quickly to prepare to cut ties, and said sternly to Ma Defu:

"Director Ma, you are in charge of this supply and marketing cooperative. Why are you bringing people to cause trouble in your own workplace?"

"It's one thing for you to cause trouble, but why are you slandering our security team members?"

Ma Defu panicked: "Director Liu, don't listen to his nonsense! He..."

"Enough!" Liu Jianguo interrupted sharply. "Ma Defu, Zhao Daikui, and the others, come with me to my workplace for questioning."

"Comrade Qian Jin, would you please come with us to the police station to give a statement and cooperate with the investigation?"

Qian Jin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll cooperate."

Liu Jianguo smiled.

This person seems to be quite remarkable.

Outside the supply and marketing cooperative, the onlookers whispered among themselves, some muttering, "Ma Defu has really messed up this time..."

"Who is this young man? He has a bodyguard on a motorcycle with him, and Chief Liu treats him with such respect..."

"I heard from his bodyguard that he's this young man's bodyguard; I guess his parents are high-ranking officers in the military..."

Qian Jin picked up his coat and followed Liu Jianguo outside.

As he passed Ma Defu, he paused and whispered, "Director Ma, if I were you, I'd better eat something good and hard right away, otherwise you'll only be able to drink porridge when you lose your teeth."

Ma Defu shuddered, his heart sinking.

how so!
The police station was also a single-story building, with the interrogation room being a separate room.

The windows of the house were all sealed off, making it dark inside with only a dim light bulb hanging from the ceiling. A sign on the wall read, "Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely."

Qian Jin sat calmly on the wooden chair, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

Liu Jianguo poured him a cup of tea and said in a gentler tone, "Comrade Qian Jin, could you tell me the details of what happened today?"

Qian Jin picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Ma Defu came back to the unit drunk and caused trouble. He insisted on embezzling public property without spending any money. I refused to help him, and as a result, he held a grudge and brought five village bullies to block me."

"and then?"

“Then a friend of mine came. His name is Zhang Aijun. He is also a good comrade who made great contributions in the process of capturing the Xia Shan Hu gang.” Qian Jin put down his teacup. “He is a retired soldier and is quite skilled. Those five people tried to make a move, but he took care of them.”

Liu Jianguo frowned: "Where is Zhang Aijun?"

“He’s injured, quite seriously,” Qian Jin sighed. “I was afraid his injury would worsen, so I arranged for my wife to take him to a hospital in the city for treatment.”

"He suffered internal injuries on the first day of the Lunar New Year when he single-handedly captured the escaped members of the Xiashan Tiger gang. As you know, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and internal injuries are difficult to heal."

"Today, he aggravated his old injury and suffered new injuries while protecting me, so he had to go to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Liu Jianguo pondered for a moment.

Zhang Aijun...

Veterans...

After thinking it over, Liu Jianguo decided to report the case to his superiors. After all, he was just the head of the commune's security office, and there were some things he couldn't control.

How this matter is classified is beyond his control.

Should Zhang Aijun's actions be classified as acts of bravery or participation in a group fight?

If it were up to him to decide, he would lean towards the act of bravery, because he has already heard the public's reaction.

It was obvious that Zhao's group started the fight, with some wielding hoes, others swinging shovels from their belts, indicating that they had used weapons.

After knocking out their teeth, Zhang Aijun did not continue. Moreover, his reason for taking action was to rescue Qian Jin, who was in danger.

But society is not black and white. Ma Defu's family background is extraordinary, and his relatives and friends also have considerable influence.

If the matter were to develop further and involve power struggles within the All-China Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives, then it would be beyond the reach of a mere commune security officer like him.

So Liu Jianguo compiled and reported the case while detaining the four Zhao brothers and others.

Zhang Aijun acted in self-defense, and Liu Jianguo's decision was not to take action.

Naturally, Qian Jin was even less able to handle it.

Because Qian Jin did not lay a hand on the matter and did not participate in the fight.

Similarly, Ma Defu was not punished either. The Zhao brothers did not implicate him, but only said that they had misunderstood Qian Jin's identity and decided to teach Qian Jin a lesson.

However, Ma Defu was intimidated by the fighting spirit and combat effectiveness displayed by Qian Jin's side.

Using the excuse of official business, he stopped dealing with Qian Jin and hurriedly hitched a ride to the county town after leaving the police station...

When Liu Xiulan returned from her training session at the supply and marketing cooperative in the neighboring commune in the evening, she was shocked to find that the leader who had arranged her training was gone. She was still preparing to give a report, and when she inquired, she learned that the leader had been beaten up and driven away. She was completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Dazhu and Jin Hai remained silent on the matter.

Fortunately, staff from other units in the commune and members were aware of the situation and quickly helped her understand the whole story:

"Did Brother Qian take care of Director Ma?"

"Director Ma was furious and went to find Zhao Daikui and his gang. But Brother Qian brought bodyguards with him, and his bodyguards beat Zhao Daikui and his gang until they were covered in blood and sent to the police station to be locked up."

"Brother Qian is that amazing?! His parents are high-ranking military officers?!"

At this point, the news wasn't too outrageous, but it had already started to spread wildly.

Ma Defu did nothing good in his daily life, so much so that apart from a group of like-minded people, the vast majority of people in the entire commune hated him.

Now that they see someone beating him into submission, half the people in the Quanzidian Commune are overjoyed.

Of the remaining half, at least half must be secretly pleased.

Anyway, the whole commune was buzzing about this for the next two days. The news spread like wildfire, and eventually it became the story that Ma Defu had provoked Qian Jin and threatened to arrange for the Zhao brothers and other village bullies to deal with Qian Jin.

As a result, Qian Jin made a phone call to the naval base in Haibin City. The navy sent people over and beat the village bullies half to death, while the instigator, Ma Defu, was arrested by the officers.

"Just you wait and see, he's going to be court-martialed," someone said confidently.

In reality, they had no idea what a military tribunal was like or what it did; they just knew the term and misused it.

Qian Jin guessed that Ma Defu's trip to the county town was not for anything good, so he wanted to collect evidence of Ma Defu's crimes and then take him down in one fell swoop.

Because of a meal of stir-fried bean curd residue and pickled vegetables, he became closer to Jin Hai.

On Friday, he found an opportunity and followed Jin Hai into the warehouse when Jin Hai went there alone.

Between his dormitory and the lobby of the supply and marketing cooperative warehouse was the most sturdy blue brick building in the entire unit.

With its cement floor, single window and single door, thick walls, and reinforced roof, the supply and marketing cooperative warehouse was built very sturdily to prevent theft and robbery.

Qian Jin carefully examined the layout of the warehouse from outside.

There was only an iron gate and an iron window, with steel bars embedded in the window. To rummage through the inside, you needed a key.

Jin Hai locked the door and busied himself inside. Qian went in and knocked on the door, and Jin Hai opened it without warning.

Zidian Commune was a small place, and there had been no thefts or robberies in the more than 20 years since the establishment of the supply and marketing cooperative, so Jin Hai had no sense of vigilance.

As Qian Jin entered the warehouse, the sweet aroma of food, the pungent smell of alcohol, mixed with the odor of fertilizers and pesticides wafted towards him.

Under the dim light, Jin Hai looked exceptionally old, his dark face crisscrossed with wrinkles, as if sculpted by the sea breeze.

He squinted and asked, "Brother Qian, what brings you here all of a sudden? Are you short of anything?"

Qian Jin laughed and said, "No, it's just that there aren't many people around right now, so I came over to help you take inventory of the warehouse."

He helped Jin Hai count the goods for half an hour, and then asked casually, "Brother Jin, I see that our supply and marketing cooperative has a large volume of both purchases and sales."

"Hmm." Jin Hai replied casually without looking up, while writing down numbers in his notebook.

Qian Jin then asked, "According to the company's rules and regulations, there are two sets of books for warehouse inflows and outflows: one for you and one for the accountant. Why haven't I seen your books?"

Jin Hai paused for a moment.

He guessed Qian Jin's intentions.

He looked up at Qian Jin with a helpless expression: "I'm a roughneck, practically illiterate, how could I possibly keep accounts? Director Ma manages all the bills."

"Is Director Ma in charge of the warehouse keeper's accounts?" Qian Jin immediately noticed the problem.

Even though he knew no one was in the warehouse, Jin Hai still subconsciously looked around before lowering his voice and saying, "Our accounts here are accurate; Director Ma is very strict."

Qian Jin noticed that Jin Hai's eyes never left the ledger while he was saying this.

Naturally, I didn't look at him.

Qian Jin said, "Brother Jin, let me be frank. Director Ma is very dishonest. You know I came from the city's general cooperative. As long as I have evidence, I can take him down!"

Jin Hai didn't react much to these words.

He had long expected Qian Jin to say those words.

But instead of offering help, he frankly said, "Brother Qian, I can't help you with this."

"Don't say that Brother Jin is not loyal. You see, I'm just a warehouse keeper. I'm a local. My kids are grown up. I have no other ambitions. As long as my son marries a good wife and my daughter finds a good family, my life will be over."

"So I don't do anything that would offend my superiors or colleagues. I just stay here and guard the warehouse. I do whatever my superiors tell me to do. I must know what I'm supposed to know, and I don't pry into what I'm not supposed to know..."

He spread his hands, indicating that he could not help.

Qian Jin nodded: "I understand, Brother Jin, I understand what you mean."

Jin Hai had no dirt on Ma Defu.

But Jin Hai has a great use.

If he is willing to follow Qian Jin in filing a formal complaint against Ma Defu and is willing to be a witness, that would be more useful than physical evidence.

Jin Hai understood this principle perfectly well. After all, he had worked at the company for more than ten years. As people get older, they become more shrewd and cunning. An old rabbit is hard to catch.

Therefore, he stated his life aspirations in advance, and the meaning was very simple.

You and Director Ma are both experts. I, an ordinary citizen, cannot interfere with your battle of wits and do not want to get involved.

After that, Qian Jin stopped talking about dealing with Ma Defu and started talking about Jin Hai's eldest son's marriage.

He happened to have just gotten married and knew a bit about this, so he and Jin Hai could talk about it.

Jin Hai was greatly impressed when he learned that such an outstanding girl as Wei Qinghuan didn't care about a three-wheeled watch or a radio, or even twelve legs, and went to register her marriage with him.
"Brother Qian, I'm so envious of you! What can anyone say? You've found a wonderful marriage that God has blessed you with."

“My son’s girlfriend is no good. Her family is very concerned about appearances. She insists on having three turns and one sound and twelve legs. The other day, she even tried to imitate city girls and asked for sixteen legs for their wedding.”

"I told my eldest son, 'Take your parents' legs, and that makes sixteen legs, haha...'"

Qian Jin smiled and asked, "How's the preparation for the 'three turns and one sound' going? Do you need my help?"

Jin Hai said, "No need, no need, everything has been prepared in advance."

"After I joined the company, I started preparing for this day. I had my Phoenix brand bicycle, Red Star brand radio, Red Plum brand watch, and Gongnong brand sewing machine all ready."

Qian Jin exclaimed in admiration, "You're really forward-thinking! You even prepared candies and snacks?"

Jin Hai said, "The candies and snacks haven't been prepared yet, but we can prepare these temporarily."

"After all, we're from the supply and marketing cooperative, so we can still get these little things through certain channels."

Qian Jin nodded.

Zhao Dazhu called out to him, saying that there were many customers in the lobby, and Qian Jin returned to his post to provide enthusiastic service again.

Now, many commune members specifically request his services when they come to the supply and marketing cooperative.

First, Qian Jin is very enthusiastic in his service; second, Qian Jin is from the city, and the members believe that city people have a higher perspective and know more, so the products they recommend will be more suitable.

Of course, the most important reason is that Qian Jin defeated Ma Defu and his gang, and many people came to see him because they were curious.

After a flurry of activity, as it neared the end of the workday, the number of customers in the supply and marketing cooperative gradually dwindled.

Qian Jin walked to the grocery counter, where Liu Xiulan was knitting.

"Master Liu, may I ask you a question?" Qian Jin lowered his voice. "I haven't been with our unit for long, and I'd like to learn more about our supply and marketing cooperative."

Liu Xiulan gathered up the yarn and smiled, "What do you want to know? Tell your master, and your master will definitely meet your needs."

Qian Jin said, "Director Ma usually..."

"Huh? Come to think of it, I was just joking," Liu Xiulan said, startled. "I've only been with our unit a few days longer than you, so I don't really know anything."

Qian Jin sighed inwardly.

Everyone in this supply and marketing cooperative is incredibly shrewd.

Why aren't there any idiots like Hu Shunzi?

He changed the subject abruptly, asking, "What do you think of Director Ma? He hasn't been very nice to me, and I have some complaints about him."

Liu Xiulan's expression changed drastically, and she almost dropped the knitting needle in her hand.

She stammered, "There must be some misunderstanding between you two. Colleagues should still be united and friendly."

"I think Director Ma is a really nice person. He even gave me an extra two yuan bonus last month."

Qian Jin then discussed Ma Defu from several different angles.

No use.

The little girl looks innocent and naive, but she is actually very thoughtful. He got a cold shoulder here.

The lights in the accounting office were still on at night.

Zhao Dazhu was calculating on his abacus when he heard footsteps, but he didn't even look up: "It's still a long way from getting paid."

“Teacher Zhao, it’s me,” Qian Jin said with a smile.

Zhao Dazhu then raised his head.

He pushed up his glasses and smiled, "Oh, it's Comrade Xiao Qian. I thought it was that guy Lao Jin. He's been saying lately that his eldest son's wedding will cost a lot of money, and he wants me to pay for it first."

What are you doing here at this hour?

Qian Jin closed the door, sat down opposite Zhao Dazhu and said, "Teacher Zhao, I'd like to invite you to dinner. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Zhao Dazhu waved his hand: "I don't eat after noon. I've been doing this for years. It saves food and is healthy."

He smiled amicably and continued, "Xiao Qian, just say what's on your mind. I still need your things."

As he spoke, he picked up the abacus and shook it.

It was Qian Jin who gave him the new abacus.

Qian Jin said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. Actually, I'd like to ask about the supply and marketing cooperative's accounts."

Zhao Dazhu's hand stopped on the abacus, and he gave a dry laugh: "Accounts? The accounts are clear and detailed, and they are reported to the county supply and marketing cooperative on time every month."

Qian Jin asked, "According to the regulations of our Supply and Marketing Cooperative, each grassroots unit has two sets of accounting books. Teacher Zhao, do you have one set of accounting books?"

Zhao Dazhu gave a wry smile and lowered his voice: "That's both right and wrong. I do have an account book in my office, but it's not in my possession."

Qian Jin was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Dazhu glanced sideways at a cabinet, one of which had two locks on its drawer:
"It was Director Ma's idea. The accounting books are too important for ordinary people to touch, so they are locked with two locks. He and I each have one lock, and both of us have to be present every time we open them."

Qian Jin asked, "What about the account books for the past two days?"

Zhao Dazhu revealed a mysterious smile: "It's very simple. When Director Ma is not here, I will first use the supplementary ledger to keep accounts, and then I will record the accounts in the main ledger when Director Ma returns."

Qian Jin nodded silently.

Finding a breakthrough by examining the accounts doesn't seem easy.

“Little Qian,” Zhao Dazhu lowered his voice again, “there are some things I shouldn’t say, but you’re a good person, a good young man, a good comrade, and you even gave me this.”

He shook the beautiful abacus:
"So there are some things I need to explain to you."

“Director Ma has been working here for twenty-four or twenty-five years. His influence is quite complex. I understand that you came here with a mission, and I also understand your desire to do something and make contributions for the people.”

"But I suggest you take things slowly. Young people shouldn't be impatient. Take it slow and do things gradually."

Qian Jin said frankly, "I can't be slow. Ma Defu is disgusting. He's a big rat in the organization, and I have to get rid of him!"

His words were crisp and decisive, his tone resolute.

Zhao Dazhu was speechless for a moment and could only stare at him blankly.

Are young people really this direct?
Qian Jin wasn't in a hurry, since his superiors hadn't promised him that if he got Ma Defu, he would become the director of the Foreign Affairs Office.

Even the leaders didn't give him any explicit or implicit hints about Ma Defu; he came from the shop commune and was nominally there to work as a salesman.

If Ma Defu were a skilled man, and if he treated Qian Jin with courtesy, Qian Jin might not necessarily have to break off relations with him.

But this idiot insisted on going against Qian Jin, and immediately adopted a life-or-death struggle stance.

Qian Jin had nothing to say.

We'll definitely kill him!
On Saturday night, Qian Jin tossed and turned on his hard bed in the dormitory.

Outside the window, moonlight shone on the warehouse in the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, giving the dark roof a silvery edge.

Recalling his conversations with his three colleagues and his experiences in the struggle, he gradually gained some insights.

Ma Defu is too arrogant. He just arrived and thought he was going to deal with him, but he still dared to take advantage of public resources right in front of him.

So over the years, his illegal and disciplinary violations in front of his former colleagues must have been more numerous and less concealed.

If he wants to fight Ma Defu, Jin Hai and the other two can definitely help.

In the closed little kingdom of the Zidian Commune Guesthouse, Ma Defu was practically a local tyrant, and for an outsider like himself to shake him, a sense of justice alone was far from enough.

He could tell that Jin Hai and the other two didn't like Ma Defu, but they didn't dare to openly fight against him.

But if someone challenges Madfu, they would be absolutely happy to see it happen, and they would support whoever wins!

The next morning, Qian Jin boarded the early bus to the city.

The supply and marketing cooperative does not rest on Sundays, but he is a staff member with a family in another city. According to the rules and regulations, he can take one day off per week and postpone his work time by half a day to visit his family, or he can take a combined shift and take a three-day vacation every two weeks.

Qian Jin originally planned to return to the city every two weeks.

There's something wrong with his work right now, so he needs to change his schedule.

(End of this chapter)