Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 772 - 19: Wailing and Thumping the Chest

Coincidence?

Wang Yunxiao did not think it was a coincidence.

After all, there was a mole among his own people.

Meng Wei, a girl with an extremely low presence, submissive and timid to the point of barely speaking up—if Veronica hadn’t personally informed him of her being a double agent, Wang Yunxiao would never have believed such a ridiculous thing.

But on second thought, this is precisely the professional quality that a professional undercover agent should have.

An excellent undercover agent should first consider lowering their profile to avoid drawing attention and suspicion.

Rather than being like the handsome men and beautiful women in those anti-Japanese drama series, dressing up like peacocks all day long for fear of going unnoticed, flaunting themselves in front of the traitorous Supreme Elders.

The Red Lantern Society and Qianjin Church were like the Alliance and the Tribe, displeased with each other, yet had to pinch their noses and join forces in the face of a major crisis in Azeroth.

The top leaders could sit together and play mahjong, calmly discussing issues, but rank-and-file members might not possess such rationality, so it became normal to plant undercover agents within each other’s ranks.

There were actually many girls like Meng Wei with dual identities, for various reasons. Some due to family issues—perhaps a quarrel with their mother, or not wanting to offend either side. Others truly wanted to pursue a career...

The upper leadership did not pursue investigations, so there was no strict scrutiny.

However, these are all things of the past. Whether it is the Red Lantern Society or Qianjin Church, these organizations, using feudal superstitious thoughts as the bond, legal or not, are bound to be eliminated by the new era.

"I am now a member of the Work Committee Audit Group, specifically responsible for auditing the assets and liabilities of the factories under the name of Qianjin Church."

Yang Youxuan patted the red armband on her arm and revealed a bright smile.

"These nuns are experts in cooking the books, and no one other than us can clear up their true intentions."

The words are unkind, but true.

The ideological philosophy and system of Qianjin Church are simply not of this era.

In the eyes of some, it’s nothing more than doing charity, running a small supermarket, giving a couple of starch sausages to a passing beggar, satisfying their emotional value.

Only the Red Lantern Society, which has been loving and killing each other with Qianjin Church, knows how complex their system is.

If it were someone else, seeing Cui Xiaoying move things from the factory so casually, they would probably start screaming and beating their chests in distress.

Yang Youxuan was very calm. After briefly inquiring about the destination and purpose of these sewing machines, she waved her hand and let them pass.

"The idea is not bad, but specifically what projects do you plan to operate? If it’s just selling clothes, it might not necessarily make money." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"How about making some bedding, curtains, tablecloths, and the like? Surely that should be feasible, right?"

Wang Yunxiao shared his idea: "Now that the standard of living is gradually improving and people have money in their pockets, there should be a market for it, right?"

"Didn’t the textile factory produce these before?"

"The factory’s production cost is definitely a lot lower, but to gain an advantage in output, they won’t focus on variety. If they start their own businesses, they could create some unique lace patterns and designs."

"Makes sense..."

Yang Youxuan thought for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile, "I really couldn’t tell. I used to think Section Chief Wang was rough around the edges, but it turns out you’re quite thoughtful. Now I feel reassured. In a little while, some of my sisters might start working at the police station, and I’ll have to trouble you to take extra care of them then."

"No problem, I can’t speak for other sub-bureaus, but here at the Nantong Sub-Bureau, Director Qin’s character is exceptionally solid."

"I’ve heard as much..."

While the two were making small talk, Cui Xiaoying came over with a gaggle of chattering female workers. The older sister leading them took one look at the men beside Wang Yunxiao and blurted out, "Hey Cui, are you trying to make us old cows eat tender grass here?"

The comment turned both groups beet red.

Cui Xiaoying hurriedly introduced, "This is Sister Zhang, Zhang Huan, the deputy head of the second team in our factory’s production workshop. We’ve discussed that matter before, and she’s also interested. We can find a place to have a good talk about it."

Sister Zhang looked to be in her twenties, strong and robust, with a hearty smile. It was clear she was someone used to physical work and often in the public eye, not shy at all, as she looked at Wang Yunxiao and chuckled, "There’s nowhere to sit here, how about we go to our dorm to chat?"

Sister Zhang’s enthusiasm was a bit much for Wang Yunxiao to handle. He looked up at the sky and said with a forced chuckle, "Let’s move the equipment first, I’ll treat everyone to lunch at noon."

The brothers chorused in agreement, all except Liu Pangxie, who was silently hiding in the back, not daring to speak.

Ever since Yang Youxuan overheard his grand declaration, he felt as if he’d suffered a social death.

The sewing machines were loaded onto donkey carts—these things were pretty big, and one cart could only carry one machine. The brothers all rolled up their sleeves, starting to inadvertently show off their muscles, captivating the girls watching them.

This enthusiasm was nowhere to be seen when we first distributed the questionnaires.

Seeing their performance, Wang Yunxiao realized that he may have previously overlooked something.

The female classmates in school were educated and of good character, no doubt that was true, and their virtues were many, but they also had a drawback that couldn’t be overcome.

That was their young age and lack of development, all looking like bean sprouts.

The four little ones from the literature club were already the best among their peers, but in Wang Yunxiao’s eyes, there was little difference from the primary school students of later generations, who were even better developed.

So treating them as children, he felt no psychological burden at all.

The female workers at the textile factory were different; these sisters, seventeen or eighteen and just over twenty, were used to heavy physical labor, and their physiques could only be described as extremely healthy.

It’s true that it might be difficult for them to develop the kind of bodacious curves and wasp waists like those of He Lan, but they definitely had breasts and hips, a far cry from the washboard bean sprouts in school.

They had an extraordinary impact on the young lads.

Therefore, it’s no wonder the brothers were... ahem! Invigorated.

So many sunny and cheerful single sisters gathered together, bustling and laughing with such dynamic energy, who wouldn’t be dazed by the sight?

Wang Yunxiao had Guozi take a few brothers with a cart to head back first, while he continued to rummage through the warehouse with Cui Xiaoying. There was still a lot of useful stuff here, like old parts or scrap fabric that couldn’t be sold and was hoarded for charity... none of it was on the factory’s books.

Just as they opened the warehouse door, they heard a quarrelsome commotion at the factory gate.

It seemed that someone was stopping the cart, not letting it out.

There was shouting and wailing, and beating of chests and stamping of feet.