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1925 There’s a real problem

Yu Zecheng picked up two pieces of information.

One of them is about Tian Jing's resume information. You can know the basic information of the other party at a glance.

The remaining piece of information is about the recent partnership between Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu to sell medicinal wine.

Yu Zecheng glanced at the two documents in general, and then put his hands on his chin.

His fingers clicked on the materials for selling medicinal wine.

"In other words, the reason why she, Qin Jingru, approached Tian Jing was to promote medicinal wine."

"Then why is Tian Jing?"

"Is there really something unspeakable?"

"If not, then approaching Qin Jingru means approaching the courtyard, that is..."

Yu Zecheng muttered to himself, quickly connecting the two in his mind.

Then he picked up Tian Jing's information and asked, "Do you have any specific information before liberation?"

Xiao Liu shook his head, "No, our information is still obtained from the school archives."

"In other words, she filled in a lot of the content on it herself?"

"Yes, that's right."

Xiao Liu nodded seriously, and then suggested, "Director, I think the Internal Affairs Office may have information on this person."

"Housekeeping?"

Yu Zecheng clicked on the table and then picked up the phone on the table.

Just three minutes later, Yu Zecheng hung up the phone again.

"This guy is on a business trip."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether we have information or not. What's important is that we have to confirm whether she is a human or a ghost."

After hearing this, Xiao Liu immediately looked eager to try, waiting for Yu Zecheng's arrangements.

"What's the latest news from Xiaobo?"

"He said that things in the south have been completed. Hybrid rice has been successful and has been reported, but it has not been announced yet."

Xiao Liu told the news sent back by Xiaobo, and Yu Zecheng asked again, "Are there any special circumstances?"

"No, there's nothing strange around."

"That's weird. Does the other party know that we are fishing?"

"It may be because of the initial exposure."

"Um!"

Yu Zecheng thought of the original arrangement and fell silent again.

"In this way, let people continue to keep an eye on Tian Jing, but don't get close. If necessary, let Xiaolong come back to help."

"Other arrangements remain as usual."

"yes!"

Xiao Liu turned and left.

Yu Zecheng was looking at the information on the table. As his eyes opened and closed, an idea arose in his heart.

Night falls.

Cuiping came to the yard to visit after dinner as usual.

After staying in the middle courtyard for a while, I led the child back.

As soon as I passed the Moon Gate, I saw an old man sitting at the door watching the stars at night, so I walked up and started chatting.

"By the way, I heard that Yang Xiaotao is coming back?"

"It's already September, and it takes more than half a month to go out. I leave my wife and children at home. This guy is really willing to do it."

Cuiping complained, and then muttered, "These men just slap their butts and leave. They are all heartless guys."

The old Taoist listened quietly and just laughed.

After Cuiping finished speaking, he said, "I'll be back soon. The matter in the south has been taken care of."

"It seems that the rice yield per mu exceeds 1,000 kilograms. I brought back the information this time and am going to make a report at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."

The old Taoist said very carefully, and Cuiping curled his lips, "How about making a report? It's not like I haven't done it before."

"Hehe. Yes."

"It's just a report, but I heard that the superiors will reward him with a thousand yuan."

"What? A thousand~"

Cuiping almost broke his voice, full of disbelief.

And under this voice, a vague exclamation came from the next door house.

Cuiping glanced at Lao Dao subconsciously, and they both smiled in unison.

"That's still a lot. Compared with that kind of rice technology, this thousand is very little..."

The two talked for a while, and then Cuiping took Xiao Shitou back to the house to sleep.

The old man looked up at the stars in the sky and subconsciously reached out and pinched his fingers, "The stars are a bit chaotic. Weird, weird!"

In the Xu family's house.

Qin Jingru stretched out her ten fingers and thought of a thousand dollars.

A thousand dollars.

In the past, when Xu Damao was here, the monthly income was less than forty yuan.

In addition to food and drink expenses, saving five yuan a month is considered a lot.

One thousand yuan, two hundred months.

This will take more than ten years.

Thinking that Yang Xiaotao had earned a thousand yuan on a business trip, more than his family had earned for more than ten years, I felt sour and envious.

It was a kind of feeling that it was more uncomfortable to see Yang Xiaotao make money than not to make any money himself.

'Why didn't I have this fate in the first place?'

The next day, Qin Jingru got up as usual and came to the central courtyard with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

Entered Qin's house and found Qin Huairu.

The two sisters closed the door and talked, telling them the news they heard last night. Although Qin Huairu didn't say much, the hand holding the basket was already white.

"Please help look after Sophora japonica at home and don't run around all day."

"I'm going to the countryside to have a look."

Qin Jingru nodded, "Sister, I paid for the wine this time, so I can get half of it."

"I know, you are the only one who can settle accounts."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she was about to leave with the basket in her arms.

Qin Jingru took out a bottle of wine from the bedside table, which was prepared for Tian Jing.

Qin Huairu went out and happened to meet Ran Qiuye leading the child out.

The two of them didn't speak when they met, as usual.

After exiting the front yard gate one after another, Qin Huairu saw a jeep parked at the entrance of the alley. When he saw Ran Qiuye going out, the driver hurriedly ran over and escorted the child to the car.

After Ran Qiuye also got in the car, he started to leave.

Qin Huairu looked at the jeep going away and pinched her fingers harder to stop it.

Just the next second, this power disappeared from the arm, replaced by a feeling of powerlessness.

Now, they don't even have a man in their family, so why should they argue with Ran Qiuye?

Today's courtyard house is no longer the stage she used to show off.

Now she can only watch the people on the stage from the audience and perform to her heart's content.

Carrying the basket, he lowered his head and left quickly.

"Eldest sister of the Qin family!"

Before she left the alley, she heard a voice calling her to stop.

Looking up, she saw Tian Jing smiling at her.

During this period, Tian Jing began to enter the courtyard through Qin Jingru's relationship, met her, and even discussed the efficacy of medicinal wine.

However, she always felt that the other person's smile was a little fake.

Just like Yang Xiaotao, there is a knife hidden behind his smile.

Whenever I see this smile, I always think of the story behind it.

"This is a long trip."

"Yes, Teacher Tian."

Qin Huairu was not very enthusiastic, perhaps because of the first impression.

In response, Qin Huairu prepared to leave. Tian Jing still kept a smile on her face when she saw him. After Qin Huairu left, she continued to walk to the courtyard.

But when she lowered her head, there was a look of surprise on her face. Could it be that she had done something wrong that made her wary?

Tian Jing pondered.

She has investigated everyone in the courtyard.

Basically they are workers in various factories.

Most of them are workers in machinery factories.

Moreover, these people are Yang Xiaotao's biggest fans. If you contact them yourself, you might be exposed.

As for Ran Qiuye, even though they were both teachers, they did not dare to take the initiative to contact them.

But the Qin sisters are different. They are marginalized figures in the courtyard, and Qin Huairu even fell out with Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao even shouted the words "We will never get along until we die", which shows that the relationship has reached a freezing point.

That's why she contacted the two people and got information from them.

She just didn't expect that Qin Huairu would look like this, which disappointed her greatly.

Fortunately, there is another Qin Jingru.

When we arrived at the courtyard, the three aunts in the front yard took the initiative to smile.

After all, he is a university teacher, much better than my old elementary school teacher, and he speaks very politely.

After a brief chat, Tian Jing came to the backyard and went straight to Qin Jingru's house.

He left the courtyard at noon, still holding a bottle of wine in his hand. His indifferent expression didn't disappear until he left the alley, replaced by a hurried pace.

"Director, the other party went to school."

In the distance, Xiao Liu looked at Tian Jing who walked into the school gate, and said to Yu Zecheng who was resting with his eyes closed.

"She has class today?"

"There are no classes anywhere. Nowadays, students don't have classes anymore."

"Oh, let our students go in and take a look."

"good!"

Xiao Liu got out of the car and Yu Zecheng sat upright.

"Sure enough, all abnormal approaches have ulterior motives."

"I'm quite busy now."

...

Minfu, Research Base of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery.

In the wide field, Ran's father was squatting on the ground, looking at the broken pieces of steel. From time to time, he picked up a piece and gestured, observing carefully.

There was a lot of debris left at the scene, but most of it was from the rocket. There were very few shells of the two liquid oxygen tanks.

Shen Tao stood aside, walking around from time to time, his eyes scanning the surrounding debris, but his face was blank.

He really couldn't see what was wrong with this.

"Director Ran, what's the problem here?"

Song Tao finally asked, "It's not a problem to stand like this."

"Not sure, we're looking at it."

Ran's father said without looking back.

The people around him ignored him and continued working.

Song Tao hit a soft nail and stopped asking.

At this time, the investigator from outside came in and said in Song Tao's ear, "Director, the comrades who went to investigate the Sannong Chemical Fertilizer Factory have sent news."

"How to say?"

The two of them walked aside and Song Tao asked.

"What was said on the phone was unclear. It just said that the liquid oxygen produced this time was produced temporarily overtime."

"The workshop director in charge of production is named Xu Hongsen. It is said that after receiving the notice from the factory director, he immediately arranged for people to produce."

"The person in charge of this matter is the secretary of the factory director, named Ye Qiongqiong. It is said that the jar used was sent by her."

"Then we came here by water, and the person doing the inspection was Miao Xinran, who died here. If there were any problems with the inspection, it wouldn't..."

The visitor didn't finish what he said, but Song Tao understood what he meant.

No one will joke with their own life.

"In other words, there is no problem with the liquid oxygen?"

Song Tao touched his chin and asked. The visitor glanced at the researchers who were busy not far away, and then nodded, "According to our judgment, there should be no problem."

Song Tao's thoughts turned out to be exactly what he thought.

"Forget it, you ask our people to write a report, especially those two parties. Write the report clearly and have them sign it. This time it is over."

After Song Tao finished speaking, he was about to go and talk to Director Ran. Unexpectedly, the visitor hesitated and finally said, "Director, those two people are not in the factory."

Song Tao paused, then turned around and asked, "Aren't you there?"

"Yes, when our people went there, they had just gone to the villages and towns to investigate the supply of raw materials for fertilizers."

"Not even here?"

"Um!"

Song Tao touched his chin again, "It's a bit of a coincidence."

The visitor nodded silently.

In the eyes of their profession, many coincidences are inevitable arrangements.

The nature of their work makes them naturally suspicious of 'coincidences'.


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