Chapter 322 The scumbag wife courts death, and the political commissar is doomed?

That was the family member of the newly transferred deputy political commissar, named Zhu Cuihua.

He was in his forties, sporting trendy perm curls, wearing a flashy polyester shirt, and holding a handful of sunflower seeds, which he was cracking as he walked.

Sunflower seed shells were scattered all over the ground.

Su Yue frowned slightly and turned to try to go around it.

"Hey, isn't this Professor Su?"

Zhu Cuihua's sarcastic voice rang out.

She spat out the sunflower seed shells from her mouth and glanced at Su Yue sideways.

"I heard you went on a government-funded trip to Beijing for over a month. Are you finally willing to come back?"

"Some people are just lucky. They rely on their husbands' power and influence to go wherever they want, using the country's money to travel and have fun, and then they can get promoted and make a fortune when they come back."

These words were extremely harsh.

Several military wives passing by stopped and listened intently to the commotion.

Since Su Yue left more than a month ago, rumors about her have been circulating non-stop.

Some say she went to Beijing to build connections, while others say she went there to find a peaceful life.

Anyway, there weren't many nice things to say.

Su Yue stopped and turned around.

She wore that signature smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"Sister-in-law Zhu, are the melon seeds tasty?"

Zhu Cuihua was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"I said, if sunflower seeds are going to clog your brain, eat less of them."

Su Yue straightened her cuffs, her tone indifferent.

"Whether I'm going to Beijing for a meeting or for tourism, there are documents from the organization and records from the military region."

"If you have any questions about my itinerary, you can report it to the political department, or you can ask the commander directly."

"Gossiping here serves no purpose other than proving that you are jealous and have too much free time."

Zhu Cuihua was shocked by Su Yue's sharp tongue, and her face instantly turned a deep liver color.

"How...how can you talk like that! I was just asking casually, what are you so guilty about!"

"Besides, who doesn't know that your lab is just an empty shell? You're always so secretive, but you haven't accomplished anything! I think it's just a place to scam funding!"

Zhu Cuihua got more and more excited as she spoke, hands on her hips, spittle flying everywhere.

“Our old Zhang is a political commissar who rose through the ranks through hard work, unlike some people who rely on their looks…”

"Smack!"

A crisp sound.

It wasn't a slap.

Su Yue slammed a file folder heavily onto the air in front of Zhu Cuihua.

The gust of wind silenced Zhu Cuihua.

Su Yue stepped forward.

The high heels made an aggressive sound as they stomped on the concrete.

She was half a head taller than Zhu Cuihua, and looked down at her with an imposing aura.

"Zhu Cuihua, have I been too kind to you?"

"An empty shell?"

Su Yue gave a cold laugh.

"My laboratory just developed a new antibiotic last month, which saved the lives of seventeen seriously wounded soldiers from the South China Sea Fleet."

"My 'phage project' just won the top prize at the military-wide briefing in Beijing, and even the deputy minister was brought down."

"Every penny I brought back was earned through my own abilities."

She stared intently into Zhu Cuihua's evasive eyes.

"If your husband, Lao Zhang, knew that you were making such a bad name for him outside, slandering military families and national heroes, do you think he could hold onto his position as deputy political commissar for even a few more days?"

Zhu Cuihua was so frightened that she took two steps back, scattering the melon seeds in her hand all over the ground.

"You...you're scaring me..."

"You can give it a try."

Su Yue looked away and patted the dust-free file bag with disdain.

"Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the way."

After saying that, she didn't look to the side, bumped into Zhu Cuihua's shoulder, and strode over.

There was a deathly silence all around.

The military wives who had just been hoping to see a joke were now shrinking back, not daring to even breathe.

That's too ruthless.

Is this the legendary Su Yue?

Not only is she beautiful, but her aura is even more intimidating than that of a high-ranking official.

Zhu Cuihua stood there, her face turning pale and then flushed.

She watched Su Yue's departing figure, gritting her teeth, yet feeling utterly helpless.

Su Yue walked into the laboratory, her mood completely unaffected.

It's not worth getting angry at such an idiot.

Making money is the real business.

The air in the laboratory was filled with a faint, fresh scent of grass and trees.

Su Yue stood in front of the workbench, holding a glass rod in her hand, and slowly stirred it in a huge beaker.

The beaker contains a pale green liquid, crystal clear and somewhat viscous.

This is aloe vera extract separated during the antibiotic purification process.

According to previous operating procedures, these substances were considered "waste liquid" and were to be disposed of as industrial waste.

Chen Xinyue walked over carrying a stack of notebooks and glanced at the beaker. "Sister-in-law, what should we do with this waste liquid? The logistics department asked if we should just pour it into the sewage tank?"

"It spilled?" Su Yue paused, nearly breaking the glass rod. She turned to look at Chen Xinyue as if she were a spendthrift. "This is liquid gold, spilled? Do they own a mine?"

Chen Xinyue was stunned. "Gold? Isn't this just aloe vera juice? Although it can reduce inflammation, we make antibiotics, so this little bit of anti-inflammatory effect is nothing."

Su Yue shook her head. In this era, people's concept of skincare products was still limited to cold cream and clam oil. They had absolutely no knowledge of this high-purity gel extracted from natural plants.

This isn't waste liquid; it's clearly a top-quality moisturizing and repairing base. In the 22nd century, a small bottle of aloe vera gel of this purity would fetch an astronomical price.

"Xinyue, go find some clean, wide-mouthed glass bottles that can be sealed well," Su Yue instructed. "Also, notify the logistics department that from now on, not a single drop of all the aloe vera extract should be wasted; collect it all and seal it up."

Although Chen Xinyue didn't understand, her execution was impeccable. "Okay, I'll go right now."

Just after sending Chen Xinyue away, Huo Wenxuan rushed in through the door.

He was dressed in a sharp suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he was carrying a black briefcase, looking quite respectable.

"President Su, I have something to report." Huo Wenxuan placed his briefcase on the table and poured himself a glass of water. "The batch of imported centrifuges has arrived and is being unloaded at the dock. However, there was a slight hiccup."

Su Yue was still staring at the cup of aloe vera gel, not even looking up. "What happened? Did they confiscate it?"

"No, not at all." Huo Wenxuan waved his hand. "It was a shipment that came with the ship. My cheap old man originally wanted to smuggle some high-end pearls to Southeast Asia, but the middleman didn't inspect the goods properly and brought back a batch of inferior goods."

At this point, Huo Wenxuan looked disgusted. "They call them pearls, but they're really just a bunch of misshapen things. Not only are they small, but they also have no luster, and the surface is all bumpy. Nobody would want them for jewelry, and it's a shame to throw them away. I'm thinking of crushing them up to make animal feed; at least I could recoup some of my costs."

Su Yue finally raised her head. She put down the glass rod in her hand and wiped her hands on her white coat. "Pearl? Where is it?"