All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

Seeing that the other party had shown interest, Han Chunming continued speaking.

"Director Chen, think about it. If they want to report you, why would they drag a temporary worker like me into it? I've only been working here for a little over a week. I don't know anyone and I haven't offended anyone. But they specifically named me, saying I was helping you cover up the resale of factory supplies. That's obviously a stretch. They clearly just want to use me as a scapegoat. The real target is you!"

Deputy Factory Director Chen frowned, lost in thought. Seeing this, Han Chunming continued.

"Director Chen, I heard that you are about to be promoted to a senior position this year, and at this very moment, someone has reported you. The purpose of this is self-evident. As far as I know, Cheng Qinghua is at the same level as you and will also be facing a transfer this year. Could there be some coincidence here?"

Upon hearing Han Chunming's words, Deputy Factory Director Chen frowned deeply. Because of yesterday's incident, he had received several phone calls from higher-ups today. He had initially wondered if someone was targeting him, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. Now, reminded by the young man in front of him, Deputy Factory Director Chen felt more and more that there was something wrong with the situation.

Looking at Deputy Factory Director Chen's expression, Han Chunming couldn't help but want to laugh. He had deliberately dragged Cheng Jianjun's father into this so that Cheng Jianjun would experience what it meant to suffer a backlash and realize that having a good father made him invincible.

In reality, Cheng Jianjun's father had absolutely no connection with the food factory. The only connection was that his father's rank was indeed the same as that of Deputy Factory Director Chen. Logically, since the two were complete strangers, they would never have made such a connection.

However, one thing is certain: Cheng Jianjun's father had a wide circle of friends, and even Deputy Factory Director Chen knew of him, which inevitably made the other party have all sorts of thoughts.

Seeing that it was about time, Han Chunming continued.

"Director Chen, I suspect that Cheng Qinghua had his son make the report call. I don't actually have any grudge against his son, but it's only natural for young people to be jealous of others' success. He dragged me into it, probably hoping to take someone down with him. But I never expected that he would slip up here!"

Upon hearing this, Deputy Factory Director Chen nodded heavily. Han Chunming had gradually led him astray. Conspiracy theories were a product of special times, and now, after Han Chunming's explanation, Deputy Factory Director Chen suddenly felt that they made some sense.

Otherwise, it's hard to explain why Han Chunming was also reported. Han Chunming was just a temporary worker who had only been working for a week, so reporting him would be pointless. The real target was herself!

After thinking it through, Deputy Factory Director Chen was about to pick up the phone on his desk when he looked up and saw Han Chunming, so he said...

What's your name?

Han Chunming quickly replied.

"My name is Han Chunming, I work in the packaging workshop. Boss, you can go ahead with your work now, I'll head back to work. If there's anything I can help you with, I'll be there whenever you call!"

Deputy Factory Director Chen was pleased with Han Chunming's tact and nodded, then said nothing more.

Han Chunming quickly left the office, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him before leaving.

After Han Chunming left, Deputy Factory Director Chen immediately picked up the phone and started dialing numbers.

Standing at the door, Han Chunming heard the stern voice of Deputy Factory Director Chen inside and immediately smiled. "Cheng Jianjun, this matter was caused by you. How to resolve it is up to you!"

Cheng Jianjun was in a bad mood all day. As soon as he arrived at work in the morning, Su Meng rushed over and scolded him, saying that Han Chunming had not been arrested at all, and that Cheng Jianjun was spreading rumors.

Cheng Jianjun was completely dumbfounded, thinking to himself, "Impossible!"

Su Meng didn't give him a chance to explain and turned to leave. Cheng Jianjun stood there for a long time, still not understanding what was going on.

He made several phone calls yesterday to make sure the police were involved before he felt at ease, but he never expected that Han Chunming would be released that same day.

That's completely illogical!

Cheng Jianjun is naturally a suspicious person, but he is still a newbie who has just entered society. There are many things he can't figure out right now. Could it be that Han Chunming has someone behind him?

So he spent the whole morning at work lost in thought, playing the piano in the wrong key several times. As he played, he became more and more uneasy, feeling as if he had fallen into a trap. He carefully recalled what Han Chunming had said to him, and suddenly he woke up with a start, realizing something.

Could this be a trap deliberately set by Han Chunming?

Cheng Jianjun thought about it more and more and felt it was possible. He immediately stood up, no longer caring about continuing to play the piano, and rushed outside.

Soon, Cheng Jianjun called his father Cheng Qinghua's office. He first told him about his report against Han Chunming, and then recounted that Han Chunming had already been released.

Cheng Qinghua, a seasoned veteran who had been in the industry for half his life, quickly realized that his son had mentioned a crucial piece of information: in reporting Han Chunming, he had also reported the deputy director of the food factory, Chen.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qinghua abruptly stood up. Only then did he realize his lapse in composure. He subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. This unlucky kid, this troublesome wretch, has really gotten me into big trouble!

Han Chunming had no idea about the story behind it. He continued to go to work leisurely and didn't take it seriously.

After get off work in the afternoon, I told Taozi and then left work.

When they got home, their eldest sister and second brother were already there. Their mother had nothing else to do and was cooking for everyone. Their second sister was helping out. When Han Chunming returned, Han's mother breathed a sigh of relief. A simple and peaceful life is the best for a family.

The Han family was all smiles, but the Cheng family was desolate. They didn't even light a fire, and Cheng Jianjun's mother didn't return until late at night.

This night was destined to be long for the Cheng family. It wasn't until the next morning that Cheng Jianjun's mother hurriedly packed her bag and went out again.

When Han Chunming went to work, he saw that the Cheng family's gate was tightly closed, and a smile immediately appeared on his lips.

After arriving at the factory, Han Chunming was immediately taken to the police station for questioning. He had already anticipated what they would ask him.

He directly and firmly denied that he had told Cheng Jianjun about reselling supplies at the food factory, and stated that he had never known Deputy Factory Director Chen, and that he always abided by the law when going to and from get off work, all of which could be corroborated by his coworkers.

Furthermore, Han Chunming added that he was just a temporary worker who had just started working and knew nothing about the food factory. He also said he had no idea why Cheng Jianjun had reported him.

The other party then asked Han Chunming where the money to buy the bicycle came from.

Han Chunming could only say that he had saved it himself. He had bought the second-hand bicycle for thirty-eight yuan from outside. The frame and tires were not the same brand, so it was obviously a second-hand item.

Han Chunming's words were recorded one by one. Finally, he asked about Cheng Jianjun. Han Chunming just acted like a bystander and casually mentioned some things about the Cheng family, such as that Cheng's parents had many connections.

In this struggle, he was just a small fry, but Han Chunming knew that Cheng Jianjun, that bastard, was definitely going to be in big trouble this time.

However, Han Chunming underestimated Cheng Jianjun's father's influence, and the matter did not escalate.

When Han Chunming returned to the courtyard house that year, he saw Cheng Jianjun standing at the door with a sullen face, blocking Han Chunming's way.

Cheng Jianjun looked at Han Chunming with a gloomy expression, his usual fake smile gone, and asked directly.

"Han Chunming, did you set me up?"

Han Chunming looked at Cheng Jianjun with some surprise, and replied casually.

"Cheng Jianjun, what do you mean I schemed against you? Shouldn't you ask yourself that question?"

Cheng Jianjun's face was as black as ink, dark and foul. He looked at Han Chunming with a horribly gloomy expression. At this moment, he was only blaming Han Chunming for all the mistakes, but he never thought that the cause of this matter was that he had reported Han Chunming.

Seeing Han Chunming's expression, Cheng Jianjun gritted his teeth and threatened him in a low voice.

"Han Chunming, you just wait! I'll destroy you sooner or later!"

For someone as cunning as Cheng Jianjun to openly utter such threats shows that he's so angry he's almost losing his mind; clearly, this incident has dealt him a huge blow.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Han Chunming decided to be blunt. With a hint of sarcasm on his lips, he approached Cheng Jianjun and spoke in a mocking tone.

"Cheng Jianjun, it's not that I look down on you, but in my eyes you're just a piece of trash. Really, you always scheme against others and think you're so smart. In reality, you're just an extremely selfish piece of trash. You'd better think it over. If you go against me, you'll face my revenge!"

Han Chunming's casual words completely enraged Cheng Jianjun. He rushed at Han Chunming in a fit of anger and raised his fist to strike him.

Han Chunming casually stretched out one hand, grabbed one of his wrists, and with a gentle pull, Cheng Jianjun cried out in pain, his body going limp and leaving him at Han Chunming's mercy.

He was pulled and immediately knelt on the ground. He had never experienced such humiliation in his life. At this moment, Cheng Jianjun was so angry that he was about to go crazy. However, his fighting skills were no match for Han Chunming. He was like a child and had no power to resist.

Han Chunming didn't want to argue with this good-for-nothing. He gave Cheng Jianjun a shove, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. He snorted, pushed his bicycle, and entered the courtyard.

Cheng Jianjun, who had fallen to the ground, was ashen-faced. He stared at Han Chunming's retreating figure, his hatred burning fiercely.

Cheng Jianjun's anger stemmed from a simple reason: his father had been suspended from his job, and he had received a warning. His family had suddenly fallen from grace. This afternoon, his father had even slapped him hard in front of his colleagues.

That slap completely drove Cheng Jianjun to madness. Cheng Jianjun, who used to rely on his cunning, found his little tricks completely useless starting yesterday. He never expected that his simple report would bring trouble to his father. He had brought trouble upon himself, and now he was in real trouble.

Cheng Jianjun returned home dejectedly. His mother saw him enter the house and went to cook without saying a word. His younger brother was still in school and hadn't come home yet. His father had been suspended from his job but still hadn't come home; he was out trying to pull strings.

Cheng Jianjun lost his appetite, took off his shoes, lay down on the bed, turned over, and stared blankly at the wall.

He had relied on his cunning to get ahead since childhood, but he never expected that he would be defeated by Han Chunming, whom he had always looked down upon. He recalled what Han Chunming had said when he set the trap, and now that he thought about it carefully, there were too many loopholes. Yesterday, when he told his father about this, his father immediately pointed out the biggest loophole.

Han Chunming was just a temporary worker. What qualifications did he have to approach the factory manager of a food factory? Even if the factory manager wanted to resell supplies, he wouldn't hire a temporary worker like him. This was clearly a trap. Why didn't he notice such a basic flaw at the time?

Cheng Jianjun wished he could take a pill to undo his mistakes and go back to the past, but it was too late. His father had been suspended from his job, he had been warned, and he might even lose his job. It was all Han Chunming's fault.

Cheng Jianjun made a silent vow in his heart.

"Han Chunming, if you won't let me have an easy time, you won't let yourself have an easy time either. Just you wait! I'm unemployed, and I'll make sure you're unemployed too! I promise!"

Han Chunming gave Cheng Jianjun a good scolding and felt great. That old sly man had finally met his match. He didn't take Cheng Jianjun seriously at all!

When he got home, he saw his mother cooking. Seeing that it was still just steamed buns and vegetables, Han Chunming put down his bicycle and quickly said to his mother.

"Mom, I'm going to buy some groceries. We'll have extra dishes tonight, I'm so happy today!"

Han's mother hurriedly called out.

"It's so late, what dishes do you still have? Don't waste your money!"

Han Chunming quickly called out with a smile.

"Then I'll go buy a bottle of wine and some peanuts, okay?"

Without waiting for his mother to call out again, Han Chunming hummed a little tune and went out.

When I reached the street corner, I was about to go buy some wine when I suddenly saw a disheveled old beggar on the street corner, looking weak and resting against the corner.

Han Chunming glanced at it casually and felt it looked familiar. He walked closer and took a closer look—good heavens, it was someone he knew!

This man is none other than the famous old man from the original work, the Ragman Marquis!

In the original novel, Han Chunming helped the ragpicker Hou, which led to their similarities. Unexpectedly, in this world, the same coincidence occurred again.

It was quite a coincidence. Han Chunming approached the ragged Hou with a smile and saw that he looked listless and weak, clearly having missed more than one meal.

Han Chunming found it amusing that the ragpicker Hou and Old Master Guan were the same kind of people. They both had antiques worth hundreds of millions of dollars, but they would rather go hungry than sell them for money to make a living.

The life of the ragpicker was quite legendary. Han Chunming thought it wouldn't be bad to make friends with such an old man again, so he smiled and stepped forward, calling out to the ragpicker.

"Hey old man, I have some scrap metal at home, do you want to buy it?"

Chapter Thirteen: The Ragged Marquis

The ragpicker struggled to lift his head, looking somewhat dejected. He glanced at Han Chunming, but said nothing. He waved his hand, shooing Han Chunming away.

Han Chunming wasn't angry when he saw the other man like this. He squatted down and grabbed the man's wrist. The man, who was in a sorry state, was shocked and thought something had happened. He tried to struggle and break free.

With a slight exertion of force, the other person cried out in pain and immediately dared not struggle any longer, letting Han Chunming's hand rest on his wrist.

Han Chunming began to take the pulse of the ragged Hou, and then put his hand down after a moment.

The pulse was weak, indicating insufficient qi and blood. After observing the other person's mental state, he sighed and said.

"Rotten Lord, your health seems a bit weak!"

When the ragpicker heard Han Chunming call out his nickname, he was taken aback and then looked up to ask.

"How do you know my name?"

Han Chunming smiled and replied mysteriously.

"you guess!"

When the ragpicker saw Han Chunming making fun of him, he immediately stood up angrily, picked up his burlap sack, and prepared to leave.