I emptied my family's possessions to join the army, and my abstinent superior doted on me.

Chapter 51 There's something going on between them.
Qi Xiangmin handed over the suspects and others to his colleagues at the station's front branch, then strode into the reception room.

"Old Song, you know this young comrade too?"

Qian Lai turned around and exclaimed, "My God! What kind of inextricable connection does she have with the Xinshi Public Security Bureau?!"

"Old Qi, you know him too?"

Afterwards, the two briefly exchanged information about their past relationship with Qian Lai. Just as they were about to compliment each other, they heard a police officer at the door call out, "Captain Qi, someone is looking for you."

Upon hearing the sound, Qian Lai instinctively glanced into the hall. The sight startled her, causing her to gasp.

Fat Old Wang!

How did he end up in the lobby?
Shouldn't he be in the prison in Nancheng right now?

Qian Lai followed Qi Xiangmin into the hall, hid behind a pillar, and listened to their conversation.

It turns out that Fatty Wang has moved to the new city and is living with his daughter.

Last night, his house was burgled by a group of people. It seems they were the same people who were brought in wearing silver bracelets.

Could the daughter he was talking about be Qian Xiaozhen?

Qian Lai frowned deeply.

She also came to Xinshi?

Qian Lai somewhat admired Qian Xiaozhen; she was like an unkillable cockroach. This was probably the main characteristic of the control group—if you couldn't kill her, you'd be disgusted to death.

Qi Xiangmin gave perfunctory answers to Fatty Wang's questions and then arranged for the police officers in front of the station to take him inside to make a statement.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qian Lai quickly stepped forward and asked, "Captain Qi, was that person just now named Wang Dahai?"

"What, you know him too?" Qi Xiangmin found this girl a bit strange.

"He looks like one of my fellow villagers. But that person should still be in Nancheng Prison. I don't know why he's here."

This statement fully alerted the professional police officer.

"You mean, he's a fugitive?"

"I'm very curious about how he got out. Captain Qi, could you please investigate this secretly?"

Qian Lai carefully explained to Qi Xiangmin the details of the cases Wang Dahai was involved in, as she knew them.

"If what you say is true, we must investigate him. Don't worry, I'll let you know when we have the results."

Qian Lai left her contact information with Qi Xiangmin, still feeling uneasy.

Just then, the bells in the station square rang out, followed by the tune of "The East Is Red, the Sun Rises" coming from the loudspeakers.

Time flies, it's already noon.

Qian Lai: I wonder if Gu Hanchuan's examination went smoothly.

Qian Lai bid farewell to Captain Song and Wang Guofeng and his wife. As soon as he stepped out the door, he was met by Xiao Li, who was rushing over in a hurry.

"Comrade Qian, how are you? What did they call you here for?"

In the morning, Lao Song and his group met Qian Lai in the garden of the retirement home. No one knows what they talked about; they only saw Qian Lai get into a police car with the police.

It was Wu Mei who relayed the message to her, but the information provided was extremely limited.

Upon seeing Xiao Li, Qian Lai realized that he hadn't explained things clearly to Gu Hanchuan, and that Gu Hanchuan must be worried.

Qian Lai was afraid of running into Fatty Wang, and worried that Lao Song would reveal that he had used gene technology to help people find their children and cure mental illnesses, so he quickly pulled Xiao Li away.

The two stood at the corner in front of the door.

"What's wrong, Comrade Qian?" In Xiao Li's opinion, could it be that she has made some mistake or has some unspeakable secret?
"Xiao Li, did the commander's inspection go smoothly?"

"Don't worry. Everything is arranged for him. His cousin is a doctor, so there's nothing to worry about."

The commander, however, was very worried about you. That's why he sent me here immediately to help you.

"I'm fine. I just accidentally helped them solve a case on the train to Xinshi. So, they came to thank me."

She waved the banner in her hand.

Xiao Li finally relaxed. "Then why were you so nervous?"

Qian Lai hesitated for a moment, but still told him, "There's someone in here who seems to be a fugitive. He knows me, and I don't want to alert him."

Fugitive!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li looked nervous.

"Comrade Qian, let me take you back. It's too dangerous for you to be alone in the city."

"Don't rush, Xiao Li. Now that you're here, could you do me a favor?"

Qian Lai asked Xiao Li to take her to Sister Mi's factory.

After their previous collaboration, Sister Mi now regards Qian Lai as her own sister.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Sister Mi and Lao Zhang had already stored all her goods separately.

The inspection of the goods was completed easily, and Xiao Li began to load them onto his jeep.

"This young man is really capable! And he's a soldier." Sister Mi watched with delight as Xiao Li moved things in and out. "Look, he doesn't hold back at all when he gets to work."

"Young man, how old are you this year?" she finally asked.

"I'm almost twenty-one, Auntie."

Qian Lai: I'll call you Big Sister, and you'll call me Auntie?

"Oh, young man, you have a sweet tongue."

Sister Mi gave Qian Lai a wink and followed her gaze. Among the people moving things in and out, there was a pretty and well-behaved girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

"My eldest daughter will turn twenty at the end of the year. How about that?"

Qian Lai immediately understood: his mother-in-law had chosen her son-in-law. Xiao Li's happy days were about to begin.

“Man’er,” Sister Mi, a woman of action, immediately called her daughter Zhang Man, “Go and bring a glass of water to Xiao Li.”

Two women watched with smiles as the two young men met face-to-face for the first time.

Zhang Man blushed slightly and handed the water glass to Xiao Li: "Comrade, you've worked hard. Have a glass of water."

"Thank you." Xiao Li simply took the water glass, drank it down in one gulp, and didn't even glance at the girl.

Qian Lai was worried for him, as if he were her own disappointing "younger brother" who couldn't even bite into the cake that was practically in his mouth.

"Sister Mi, Xiao Li is in the military camp, always hanging around the commanders. He's too naive. When we get back, I'll give him a little pointers. Don't worry, he'll be the one picking up the goods next time."

Qian Lai grinned mischievously.

Sister Mi understood, and suddenly changed the subject, asking, "What exactly are you going to do with all this non-woven fabric and waterproof membrane?"

"Sis, do you know what diapers are?"

"I keep hearing people talk about this lately. Do you know what Tang Guili from Hong Kong is doing for overseas companies?"

Qian Lai looked on with a curious expression.

"Sanitary napkins for women during menstruation, and also the diapers you mentioned."

I heard they even have versions for infants and adults, and the adult versions are for men and women. To be honest, the designs in Hong Kong are indeed advanced. But when it comes to technology, we're just as good here.

After finishing her sentence, Sister Mi turned and went inside. A moment later, she returned with two samples and showed them to Qian Lai.

"I went to the Overseas Chinese Store and bought a little of everything. I didn't expect that Tang Guili and his team would be making products there."

These products, shipped from Hong Kong to the world, end up back home, and just because they have a foreign brand, look at them! What originally cost a penny to produce now sells for three or five dollars a pack. If…

“If I were to provide the design, Sister Mi, could you produce it? I guarantee my design would be even more functional and comfortable than theirs.”

"That's great! This way, we can not only surpass them, but also save a lot of costs. The profits will be quite considerable."

"Huh? If we could produce it ourselves, why don't you rent a counter at the Overseas Chinese Store? I'll produce, you sell—it'll be just as good as that Tang Guili."

(End of this chapter)