Chapter 105 Someone Sets Up a Trap

The fragrance of golden osmanthus still lingers in the family compound and has not completely dissipated. The dried osmanthus flowers are carefully stored away, just like pieces of gold.

Everyone was smiling happily.

Shen Lingning, along with several core women, has begun experimenting with incorporating osmanthus into tea seed soap.

They adjusted the recipe and tried different proportions of additives. The courtyard was filled with the unique aroma of tea seeds, alkaline water and osmanthus all day long, full of hope and busyness.

However, the autumn sky changes suddenly.

With the arrival of an autumn rain, two green jeeps drove straight into the Songtaogou base, raising a cloud of dust, and stopped at the door of the Family Committee.

Several men wearing four-pocket cadre uniforms and with serious expressions got off the car. Leading the group was a middle-aged cadre in his forties, wearing glasses and with a neatly combed back hair. There was a condescending look in his eyes.

Soon, the notice reached the tea mountain and the soap factory: the newly transferred deputy director of the base's logistics department, whose surname was Cui, came to inspect the tea mountain project and the affiliated handicraft accounts. Everyone stopped their work and accepted questioning and inspection.

The news exploded instantly like cold water dropped into a hot oil pan.

Shen Lingning's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came over him.

She comforted the somewhat panicked women, straightened her clothes, and went out to greet them.

Deputy Director Cui stood at the door of the soap shop with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the simple stoves, molds and soap blocks drying in the sun. His brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly, and his face showed undisguised disgust and pickiness.

“Are you the person in charge, Shen Lingning?”

His tone was cold, even with a hint of contempt.

"Yes, Deputy Director Cui."

Shen Lingning answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Where are your account books? All the income and expenditure records, bring them here immediately! Also the production records, personnel registers, all of them!"

He ordered, his tone firm: "I heard that your accounts are unclear and management is chaotic. Some people have also reported that there is a problem of private individuals encroaching on collective assets! The higher-ups are taking this very seriously and have sent me to conduct a thorough investigation!"

This hat is so big and hard!

The women around turned pale with fear when they heard these words.

Shen Lingning’s heart sank to the bottom, but he remained calm on the surface: “Deputy Director Cui, every item in our accounts is clear, you are welcome to check.

All output and income belong to the collective, and I have never personally taken a cent.”

She turned to Aunt Sun and said, "Auntie, go open my locked drawer and get me the account book and all the bills."

Aunt Sun hurried away at a trot.

The account books were quickly brought over. They were several thick volumes, densely packed but neatly recording the details of every income and expenditure, with the corresponding receipts pasted next to them, not a penny missing.

Deputy Director Cui casually flipped through a few pages and seemed to have not found the expected loopholes, and his expression became even more unfriendly.

He closed the account book and pointed at the soaps hanging out to dry. "What are these made of? How much do they cost? How much do they sell for? Did anyone inflate the costs, understate the prices, or line their pockets?"

His questions were extremely tricky and vicious.

Shen Lingning answered each question truthfully and clearly.

At the moment of questioning, in the soap workshop, Liu Jinfeng looked anxiously at the osmanthus soap liquid that had just been prepared in the pot and was about to be poured into the mold to shape.

So much effort and precious osmanthus flowers went into making this pot of soap liquid, and now it's about to solidify and go to waste!

While the people outside were asking questions and not paying attention, she quietly picked up the spoon and tried to quickly pour the soap liquid into the mold.

"What are you doing? Who told you to move?"

An entourage brought by Deputy Director Cui suddenly shouted loudly, rushed over a few steps, and pushed Liu Jinfeng away fiercely!

Liu Jinfeng was caught off guard, screamed, and stumbled to the ground.

The spoon in her hand flew out, and the pot of boiling and sticky soap liquid with a strong sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance was deliberately bumped against the stove by the man, and fell to the ground with a "clang"!

The milky yellow, almost solidified soap liquid inlaid with golden osmanthus flowers spilled all over the ground and instantly mixed with mud and dust, becoming completely ruined!

The rich fragrance of osmanthus mixed with alkaline and earthy smells filled the air, pungent and heartbreaking.

"My soap!"

Shen Lingning screamed in shock, rushed over and looked at the mess on the ground, his heart bleeding!

This is the result of a week's hard work, and it is the result of so many sisters braving the autumn cold to go up the mountain to pick and carefully blend the fruits!

Shen Lingning turned around and glared at the staff member and yelled, "What are you doing? This soap is all wasted!"

The women all gathered around and looked at the soapy liquid on the ground, shocked and angry, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

The older generation would squat down to catch even the smallest sesame seeds that fell on the ground, let alone such precious golden osmanthus soap liquid, which was the result of multiple experiments by everyone for a week.

But being abused like this!

Everyone glared at Deputy Director Cui and others.

Deputy Director Cui snorted coldly. Instead of blaming the staff member who pushed people and destroyed things, he said sarcastically, "It seems that the management is really chaotic!

The production process is completely undisciplined! How can you guarantee the quality of such products? I think there are serious problems with your workshop! From now on, production will be halted immediately for rectification!

All accounts and materials are sealed pending further investigation!

Comrade Shen Lingning, you are also temporarily suspended from your duties. Cooperate with the investigation and await the results! "

At this moment, another communicator came running in breathlessly, his face panicked, but his target was Shen Lingning: "Director Shen! It's bad! Battalion Commander Zhou... Battalion Commander Zhou has been taken away by the base security department!

They say... they say someone reported him by real name, saying he abused his position to illegally facilitate your contracting of tea plantations and handicraft business, and that he's suspected of corruption and bribery!

boom--!

This news was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Shen Lingning hard on the head!

Her career was killed and her husband was investigated!

This is no longer a simple matter of picking peaches, it is a carefully planned, comprehensive encirclement and suppression to kill them!

The double blow came like hail, hammering down on them. The soap factory was ordered to halt production, its supply accounts sealed, Zhou Weiguo placed under quarantine, and Shen Lingning placed under de facto house arrest, awaiting a so-called "investigation."

People in the family compound were in panic.

Aunt Sun, Liu Jinfeng and others who supported Shen Lingning were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but they were powerless to do anything.

There were also people in the base who were jealous of Shen Lingning's success, but these people were secretly delighted and spoke unscrupulously about it.

"I told you, women, why are you messing around like that? Now you've even gotten your own man into trouble!"

"Sister Wang, you are indeed foresighted..."

"Let's see how long she can remain so arrogant!"

Shen Lingning sat on the cold edge of the kang, looking at the empty room, feeling unprecedented coldness and helplessness.

Fubao seemed to feel the oppressive atmosphere as well. He sat obediently beside his mother, playing with his fingers and looking at her worriedly from time to time.

"Mom, Bao, help!"