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When Qiao Lanshu arrived at the warehouse, Deng Weijun quietly ran over from the pickle workshop.

He leaned against the window and said to Qiao Lanshu inside, "Sister-in-law, have you had breakfast yet?"

After what happened last time, Deng Weijun was depressed for several days and was listless at work.

Qiao Lanshu hadn't seen him for two days.

When I saw him today, I noticed that he was in much better spirits and had returned to his talkative self.

Qiao Lanshu was also somewhat pleased.

She put down her book, opened the window, and leaned out to chat with him: "It's Weijun! What brings you here? Is there something you need?"

Deng Weijun scratched his head and said with a smile, "Nothing much, I'm just a bit free now. I heard you came to work as a warehouse manager, so I came to check on you."

The boiler operator in the pickle workshop was not seconded to help, so Deng Weijun is still working in the pickle workshop.

He pulled a fist-sized, hard, dark-colored thing from his pocket, placed it on the windowsill, and said, "Sister-in-law, this is a frozen pear I made. Try it."

Then he added, "By the way, do you have hot water in your kettle? I'll go get you some."

Deng Weijun probably wanted to thank Qiao Lanshu for saving his life, so he was very attentive.

However, he kept his distance, not daring to get more than two steps closer to Qiao Lanshu, and speaking from a meter away, for fear of being misunderstood and having the words reach Qin Yuanzheng's ears.

With Qin Yuanzheng's massive size, wouldn't he be sent flying with a single punch?

Qiao Lanshu knew what he was thinking, so she didn't refuse him. She smiled and handed him her thermos, saying, "I just arrived and haven't gone to get water yet, so I'll trouble you."

Deng Weijun quickly took the thermos and said, "No trouble at all, sister-in-law. If you need anything, big or small, you can call me. I'm just killing time anyway."

As he spoke, he grabbed the thermos and ran towards the tea room.

When we first arrived at work in the morning, everyone's kettles were empty. Some people even brought cold water bottles or flatbreads, intending to soak them in hot water and eat them.

So the break room is always quite crowded, and Qiao Lanshu always goes there a little later.

However, since Deng Weijun was so eager to help her, she let him make the call.

Qiao Lanshu looked at the frozen pears placed by the window, and then picked them up to examine them.

The frozen pears were rock hard, dark black, and looked like lumps of coal.

She had seen frozen pears in her previous life, but had never eaten them.

She tapped the frozen pear on the table, making a "bang bang" sound.

Qiao Lanshu: "..."

She placed the frozen pears on the table and put her books in the drawer.

She wasn't really in the mood to read, because she kept thinking about the fried dough twists and wondered if the police had gotten anything out of her last night.

A short while later, Deng Weijun returned with a water bottle. He placed it on the windowsill and whispered to Qiao Lanshu, "Sister-in-law, have you heard? Our workshop director has been arrested, as have the delivery driver and the business department manager! They didn't come to work today, and the accountant was taken away for questioning by the Revolutionary Committee!"

Deng Weijun said with a grave expression, "What exactly did they do to deserve this? It's gotten to the provincial revolutionary committee! Are they going to be paraded through the streets too?"

Sun Mingyong was made an example of someone for impersonating a military officer to commit marriage fraud.

That's already considered a very big event.

As a result, something big has happened again.

Qiao Lanshu already knew about this, so she wasn't too shocked. Since the matter hadn't been investigated thoroughly, she didn't dare to tell anyone. She only said, "Otherwise, you can ask your cousin. He definitely knows."

Yang Wenyan also cooperated with the investigation, but it's unclear when the matter will be resolved.

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At the police station, Deputy Director Li and his team interrogated the people all night, separating them for questioning.

Deputy Director Li couldn't get any answers at first, and Guan Wenjun waited outside until late at night, but he couldn't wait any longer.

He then led his men in and personally interrogated them.

The Revolutionary Committee members all arrived, and these people were also afraid. Wei Zhengye was the most afraid. He was afraid that he would be sent to a labor camp, and then what would happen to his daughter and grandson?

They can't do without him supporting them.

However, Guan Wenjun was not one to show favoritism; if he were, he wouldn't have become the director of the Revolutionary Committee.

Deputy Director Li didn't know how Guan Wenjun interrogated them, but by 10 a.m., all those people had confessed.

Among them, apart from the food factory's finance and accounting staff, the delivery driver Du Erniu was the most wronged.

Du Erniu truly knew nothing; he didn't even know why he had been arrested.

At the police station, he reflected on his actions overnight, even revealing that he had stolen pears from his neighbor when he was a child.

Guan Wenjun listened for a long time, and finally came out with a speechless expression.

Deputy Director Li asked, "Director Guan, have you finished the investigation? What exactly happened?"

Guan Wenjun showed him the record sheet in his hand and said, "Wei Zhengye only admitted to operating in the middle and stealing sixty catties of fried dough twists. He had old acquaintances with Miao Hongwei from the business department and Liu from the state-owned restaurant, so he gave them some kickbacks to transport the sixty catties of fried dough twists to the mobile market, sell them at a high price, and then make up for the cost without the finance department finding out."

In other words, Wei Zhengye personally paid for and secretly bought 60 jin of fried dough twists at the lowest price, then resold them at a higher price to make a profit.

When the food factory's finance department checked the receipts, they saw that there were no problems with the income and expenditure, so Yang Wenyan, as the factory manager, naturally wouldn't have known about it.

As for Liu, the purchasing agent of the state-owned hotel, he was only responsible for issuing a receipt for him, and he could receive a kickback of more than ten yuan. Of course, he was willing to issue it.

After all, it doesn't affect him much.

Miao Hongwei, the head of the business department, was a partner of Wei Zhengye. The sixty jin of fried dough twists were sold with the help of Miao Hongwei's relatives.

Deputy Director Li said suspiciously, "Wei Zhengye said 100 jin? That shouldn't be the case. According to the warehouse's shipping records, 300 jin of fried dough twists have been delivered to the state-run restaurant in the past two months."

The remaining two hundred jin, is it not related to Wei Zhengye?

Guan Wenjun sneered: "Then you'll have to ask Wei Zhengye's good son-in-law, Sun Mingyong."

Deputy Director Li: "Sun Mingyong? Wasn't he sent to a labor camp?"

However, Deputy Director Li thought again that before Sun Mingyong went to the labor camp, he was a staff member in the business department of the food factory. He was responsible for contacting state-owned restaurants and supply and marketing cooperatives.

Thinking of this, Guan Wenjun immediately said, "Let's go to Sun Mingyong's house!"

After Sun Mingyong was arrested and sent to a labor camp, Wei Hongmei should have moved out of the house and returned it to the personnel department of the food factory.

After all, housing is in short supply, and many workers are waiting in line for housing.

However, Wei Hongmei has yet to move out.

Wei Zhengye could have helped her move a long time ago, but he kept delaying it.

It wasn't until yesterday that he asked the factory manager for leave, saying he needed to move his daughter. By then, it had been almost two months since Sun Mingyong was sent to a labor camp.

With a clue, everything becomes easier to investigate.

Guan Wenjun led his men to Sun Mingyong's house. It was only after arriving there that Guan Wenjun suddenly realized that the food factory's dormitory was quite close to the mobile market.

Wei Hongmei should have moved back to her parents' home long ago, but today, she is actually at home.

When Guan Wenjun knocked on the door, she didn't open it. She said, "I haven't moved out yet. This is still my home. You can't come in!"

Guan Wenjun sneered, "If you don't open the door, I'm going to smash it down."

Wei Hongmei shouted from inside the house, "Go ahead and smash it if you dare! If you dare to smash it, I'll die..."

Before she could finish her harsh words, the tightly closed door slammed shut with a loud "bang".

Wei Hongmei screamed and backed away in fright.

Guan Wenjun, clutching his throbbing leg, stared at the unmoving door and said to the person behind him, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and figure out how to open the door!"

Subordinates: "..."

They thought Director Guan was so powerful that he could actually kick the door open.

Finally, the police had to call in the food factory's personnel department with a spare key to open the door.

The dormitory assigned to them by the food department was a two-bedroom, one-living room layout. The two rooms were not big, but the front hall was quite spacious, with a sofa and a dining table.

Wei Hongmei blocked their way in the front hall, preventing them from entering the house. She screamed, "If you come in again, I'll kill myself right here!"

Guan Wenjun, with a stern face, pushed Wei Hongmei aside and went into the inner room.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw several boxes of fried dough twists piled on the floor. He glanced at them and estimated that they weighed about 70 or 80 pounds.

Guan Wenjun's face was grim. He said, "So you moved here. Well done, Wei Zhengye, you moved pretty quickly!"

If it weren't for solid evidence, Guan Wenjun wouldn't have thought of coming here to investigate.

At this point, Wei Hongmei began to feel scared. She quickly said, "These fried dough twists have nothing to do with my dad. They were all done by Sun Mingyong. If you want to arrest someone, go arrest Sun Mingyong."

Wei Hongmei is starting to feel afraid.

She was afraid that if Wei Zhengye lost his job, she and her children would have no one to support them.

Since Sun Mingyong has already been sent to a labor camp, it's better to pin the blame on him.

Guan Wenjun looked at Wei Hongmei and deliberately asked her, "All five hundred catties of fried dough twists are here?"

Wei Hongmei was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "Five hundred jin? Wasn't it three hundred jin? What, what exactly do you want to do?"

Wei Hongmei paused for a moment, looked at the seventy or eighty jin of fried dough twists piled up in the room, and finally realized that she had said the wrong thing.

As a result, Wei Hongmei was also taken to the police station for questioning, which made Wei Zhengye extremely anxious.

Wei Zhengye cherished this daughter the most, and he couldn't bear to drag her down with him.

In the end, he had no choice but to confess.

While Sun Mingyong was still working, he took advantage of his position to secretly resell fried dough twists. Wei Zhengye knew about this at the time, but he pretended not to know.

Anyway, Sun Mingyong earned money and spent it on his daughter. His daughter spent money extravagantly, and the family's expenses were indeed high.

After Sun Mingyong was arrested and sent to a labor camp, he left behind more than a thousand rations of food, which fell on Wei Zhengye's shoulders.

Wei Zhengye had no choice but to think that since Sun Mingyong had been reselling food for so long without any problems, he figured he could do the same.

But to everyone's surprise, he was discovered right at the beginning...

The case was concluded by nightfall.

Factory manager Yang Wenyan arrived at the police station, looked at Wei Zhengye, and said with great distress, "Old Wei, you've really been foolish! It's just a little over a thousand in famine, tell me, how could I not help you? How could you come up with such a stupid idea?"

Wei Zhengye shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Factory manager, I really lost my mind at the time, but... I had no choice..."

He sighed, deeply regretting having chosen Sun Mingyong as his son-in-law.

Sun Mingyong resold food products from the food factory, including not only fried dough twists but also bread and pickles. However, the quantities were small, and he quickly recouped his costs, so the finance department did not discover it.

However, Wei Zhengye, as the director, had already discovered it, and he initially scolded Sun Mingyong.

However, the profit from this job was too high, and Sun Mingyong couldn't stop himself. Wei Hongmei, who had a child, was also spoiled. She couldn't work, had no income, and had high expenses.

Wei Hongmei also helped Sun Mingyong find buyers and sold his goods.

In that case, how could Wei Zhengye possibly remain uninvolved?

Thinking of the things he had hidden at home, Wei Zhengye lowered his head slightly, thinking to himself that it was fortunate that the Revolutionary Committee had not discovered them, otherwise he would probably have been sent to a labor camp.

Wei Zhengye's case wasn't actually that serious, since he had paid the factory the money back. It wasn't a real theft or embezzlement charge; he was ultimately convicted of speculation and profiteering.

He was expelled from the Party, dismissed from the food factory, and would never be employed by a state-owned factory again. He was publicly criticized at a factory meeting and was to undergo a month of ideological education at the Public Security Bureau.

Although he didn't have to go through labor reform, he lost his secure job.

Like Liu, the purchasing manager, Miao Hongwei, the business department manager, was sent to a labor camp for three years.

Wei Hongmei went home crying. That very night, she moved out of the dormitory and took all her belongings back to her parents' home, leaving the house completely empty.

Everyone in the courtyard shook their heads, whispering among themselves, "This Wei Hongmei, she'll probably have to work this time, right? If she doesn't work, will her family starve?"

Some people said, "Wei Zhengye was a perfectly good director, but he lost his job because of his daughter. I don't know what he'll do now."

Wei Zhengye spent a month in the Public Security Bureau receiving ideological education.

Wei Hongmei, on the other hand, lives at home with her child and doesn't work, but she still gets to eat good rice and vegetables every day.

The neighbors noticed and all shook their heads.

People say Wei Hongmei is heartless; even at a time like this, she's still only thinking about food.

Time flies, and soon a new workshop director and a new business department manager arrived at the factory.

Qiao Lanshu's outstanding work and meritorious reporting saved the food factory from huge losses.

So Yang Wenyan directly submitted an application for her to be promoted to a permanent position.

She is now a full-time employee at the food factory, working as a warehouse keeper.

The warehouse worker who went home to have a baby was reassigned due to negligence. When she returns to work, she will be working in the pickle workshop.

The regular employee's salary is 42 yuan a month, plus a 5 yuan food ration coupon subsidy from the factory.

Qiao Lanshu's job was still quite easy, so she worked even harder.

That day, as she was leaving the food factory after get off work, she realized that someone was following her.

Her sixth sense was always strong. She looked back and saw several men coming out of the back door of the supply and marketing cooperative in the distance. They were carrying baskets and pulling carts, unloading goods.

Qiao Lanshu looked at it and didn't find anything wrong, but she was a little puzzled. It seemed like there was a man who looked familiar.

But she couldn't quite remember.