Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 176: Trying to Steal the Fruit? Neither of You Will Get Away!
Wang Jian Country’s face looked like a cloth that had been trampled on many times, turning blue and white.
He stood there motionless.
Professor Liu didn’t even glance at him.
He rushed to the workbench in two strides, his movements light as if he were touching a priceless treasure.
"Everyone, don’t move! Nobody touch it!"
He turned back and looked at Jiang Zhou, eyes sparkling with unprecedented brightness.
"Comrade Jiang Zhou! Starting today, you are our school’s special-appointed expert!"
"You have only one mission: complete this project for me!"
"All school resources will be at your disposal!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding students gave envious looks.
Wang Jian Country’s facial muscles twitched.
He was unwilling.
Has the cooked duck just flown away like this?
He forced a smile uglier than a cry and stepped up.
"Director Liu, you see, after all, our Hongxing Factory is the professional one."
"The equipment and personnel are ready-made."
He turned to Jiang Zhou, his tone softened, carrying an air of condescension.
"Little Jiang, how about you come to our factory? I’ll directly promote you to be deputy chief of the technical department!"
"A secure job! Others break their heads trying to get in!"
Everyone looked at Jiang Zhou.
This is the deputy chief of a state-owned major factory, a leap to success.
Chen Zhiyuan was even more envious, his eyes turning red.
Jiang Zhou said nothing.
He bypassed Wang Jian Country, his gaze landing on Gu Lan’s hand wrapped in gauze.
Then, he turned back around and looked at Wang Jian Country.
"I’m not going."
Three words, without a trace of hesitation.
Like three loud slaps, they landed firmly on Wang Jian Country’s face.
Wang Jian Country froze completely.
He stared at Jiang Zhou, then looked at the soldier standing like a mountain at the door, and at the distinguished Lin Wan Yi.
Finally, he said nothing, pushed through the crowd, and left in embarrassment.
The silhouette, pitiful like a stray dog.
...
Hongxing Electronics Factory, factory director’s office.
"Crash!"
A set of brand-new ceramic tea ware was swept to the ground harshly, shattering into pieces.
Wang Jian Country’s chest heaved violently, veins on his neck bulging.
"Outrageous!"
"A mere professor! A big-headed soldier! A junk collector!"
"And that capitalist’s daughter!"
He paced back and forth like a trapped animal in the office.
Humiliation!
Unprecedented humiliation!
In front of so many students and teachers, he, a dignified director of a state-owned factory, was slighted!
He couldn’t swallow this!
He suddenly stopped, a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes.
He walked to the desk, picked up the red telephone, his fingers dialed the numbers forcefully.
The call connected.
"Hello?"
A lazy, somewhat impatient voice came through the receiver.
Wang Jian Country’s ferocious expression instantly vanished, replaced by an expression of grievance and sycophancy.
"Bro! It’s me, Jian Country!"
"Speak."
"Bro, I... I’ve been bullied!"
Wang Jian Country almost cried.
"Today I went to Peking University to discuss cooperation, wanting to contribute to the city’s industrial development, but then..."
He began embellishing the story, reversing black and white.
"Then I was beaten by a soldier!"
"He was a regiment commander, using his power and influence, grabbed my wrist, nearly breaking it!"
"Just because I discovered a student stealing state assets!"
The other end of the phone fell silent for a moment.
"Explain clearly."
Wang Jian Country immediately sprang to life, spilling out the lies he’d already concocted.
"It’s that Peking University student Jiang Zhou, he made a colored TV. I saw that many components he used were from our factory’s batch of scrapped stolen parts!"
"I suspect he’s stealing while in charge! I wanted to recover losses for the nation, but the soldier protected him!"
"Oh, bro, there’s someone backing this up! A female student named Lin Wan Yi, heard she’s a former capitalist’s daughter! The money for research, dubious origin!"
He poured all the dirt he could muster.
...
Gu Family Courtyard.
The dining table filled with fragrant dishes.
Lin Wan Yi carefully fed Gu Ning the mashed rice she’d prepared with a small spoon.
Gu Lan sat beside her, her injured hand still aching faintly, but her mind was occupied by other worries.
"Sister-in-law, that Wang Jian Country, is clearly trouble, he’ll certainly seek revenge!"
Lin Wan Yi scooped another spoonful of rice mash, blowing on it.
"A dog that’s stepped on its tail either flees with its tail between its legs or turns back to bite."
Her voice was calm.
"He’s evidently the latter."
"What’ll we do then?" Gu Lan was anxious.
Lin Wan Yi handed the spoon to Gu Ning who ate obediently, and then lifted her head.
"Lanlan, go to my room and fetch a cloth bag from the desk drawer."
"Okay."
Gu Lan quickly brought the heavy cloth bag.
Lin Wan Yi motioned for her to open it.
Inside were thick stacks of various receipts.
There were receipts from recycling stations, invoices from supply and marketing cooperatives, and train tickets to various cities.
"Sister-in-law, why do you keep these?" Gu Lan was puzzled.
"Find all of them and paste them on a notebook according to dates," Lin Wan Yi said.
"What? Such a hassle?"
Lin Wan Yi looked at her with clear and resolute eyes.
"We aren’t scared of ghost knocking on the door, but we must guard against petty people splashing dirty water."
"These records are evidence."
"Every penny’s origin, every penny’s destination, must be crystal clear."
She paused, spoke every word slowly.
"This is called, hitting a snake on its weak spot."
Gu Lan instantly understood.
In the corner of the courtyard, Gu Yanshen was carefully wiping dismantled gun parts with a white cloth.
He heard every word his wife said.
He lifted his head, glanced at Lin Wan Yi, then lowered it again to continue his work.
He picked up the last part, assembling it.
His movements were fluid.
"Click."
The gun restored.
He stood, walked to Lin Wan Yi’s side.
"I’ll accompany you."
The voice wasn’t loud, yet heavier than any vow.
Beside him, Gu An had watched his father dismantle and assemble the gun with wide eyes, his focused look not at all like a toddler.
Whereas his brother Gu Ning, had no interest in the cold iron parts, trying hard to extend his neck to nibble the shiny metal buckle on Gu Yanshen’s pant leg.
...
The phone emitted a sinister chuckle.
"I understand."
Sun Youde’s voice was like a snake flicking its tongue.
"Stealing state assets, unclear source of funds, officer abusing power, beating local cadres."
"Great, these charges are enough for them to suffer."
Wang Jian Country excitedly asked, "Bro, but that man is a regiment commander, the unit..."
"Regiment commander, so what?"
Sun Youde sneered.
"Not just a regiment commander, even a division commander, as long as my investigation team targets him, will have to shed a layer of skin!"
"Moreover, there’s a wife from a capitalist background."
His tone filled with a hunter’s excitement.
"Economic issues, style problems, any hat slapped on will be enough to keep him down for life!"
"Wait for my news."
"Tomorrow morning, I’ll personally lead the team to meet Mr. Gu, and his capitalist daughter!"
The call ended.
Wang Jian Country held the receiver, a twisted yet cheerful smile appearing on his face.
