Although Liu Junbo is only a sophomore, the value of today's college students is incomparable to that of college students mass-produced in factories in later generations.

Not long after he returned, he found out all the details about these people.

The guy leading the group is called Song Changgui, who is twenty-five years old. He lives with his younger brother Song Deyi and a bunch of street thugs.

The others were all children from ordinary working-class families with no special background.

Only Song Changui and Song Deyi had fathers who were once members of the Standing Committee of the Yanjing Revolutionary Committee.

As an institution existing during a special historical period, it was the highest administrative body in Yanjing City at that time, wielding the highest administrative power.

After class, Liu Junbo took the bus to find Li Xiangdong and tell him the news.

"Song Changui and Song Deyi's father used to be a worker at Huagang Timber Factory in Yanjing City. By chance, he became a core member of the highest administrative body. The brothers truly enjoyed nearly ten years of wealth and luxury."

"So how is their father now?"

"He went back to Huagang Timber Factory and is now guarding the gate."

Li Xiangdong raised an eyebrow. "Not purged?"

“He was just an ordinary worker, someone who was brought in to make up the numbers. He hadn’t done anything particularly evil. After the Revolutionary Committee was dissolved, he was sent back the way he came.”

Liu Junbo felt a little sad. He even made a special trip to Huagang Timber Factory. The once imposing Standing Committee member Song, after shedding that halo, was just a thin, gray-haired old man sitting in the gatehouse, silent as a stone.

The wealth and meteoric rise of the past decade must have seemed like a pipe dream to him, but the names of his two sons served as a stark reminder that it wasn't.

"Originally, Song Changui and Song Deyi were not called by these names. One of them was called Song Gangdan, and the other was called Song Tiedan. Their names were changed after their father became successful, and he specially asked someone from the Cultural Palace to change them."

"Pfft—cough cough cough~"

Li Xiangdong almost spat out his tea, choking and coughing.

These two names sound much better. "Toad Palace and Laurel" and "Riding the Spring Breeze with a Galloping Horse" sound so rich in the flavor of feudal bureaucracy!

What!

Song Deyi?

Song is triumphant!

Li Xiangdong probably hadn't slept well. After Liu Junbo talked about Song Deyi for so long, he finally realized that this sounded like the Song Deyi who had cheated on him in his past life!

In his previous life, Song Deyi was also from Yanjing City. According to him, he was both a second-generation official and a second-generation revolutionary.

Isn't this a perfect match?

He hadn't really looked at those hooligans closely enough, and hadn't noticed Song Deyi in his youth.

Liu Junbo, noticing the constantly changing expression on Li Xiangdong's face, asked, "What's wrong?"

So what if he's called "Steel Egg" or "Iron Egg"? It's just a common, humble name that ordinary families often give their children. Humility makes them easier to raise. There are also names like "Dog Egg," "Donkey Egg," "Horse Egg," and "Sheep Egg"!

Li Xiangdong rubbed his temples and said weakly, "It's nothing, Junbo, please continue."

"The Song brothers have made many friends over the past ten years. After their family fell from grace, most people cut ties with them, but they still maintain contact with a few friends. The family members of these friends are still in positions of power, which is why they can be so arrogant."

This is also why the former director was hesitant to act rashly.

"And that woman, her name is He Xiaohong. They're often together, that..."

As if he had said something difficult to say, Liu Junbo subconsciously touched his nose. "Well, you know what I mean, right?"

Li Xiangdong nodded knowingly, his heart filled with despair. He and Li Guoqing were so green with envy that they could be considered a farm.

"In addition, they also once set up a honey trap, targeting a cadre from a county in the Northwest who came to Beijing to pull strings."

"They're so arrogant! They even dare to extort officials?"

"Yeah, at first the official was scared and gave them a lot of money. Later he realized what was going on and couldn't stand their constant extortion anymore, so he gritted his teeth and went to the police. As a result, the matter was suppressed by the higher-ups."

Do you know who did it?

Liu Junbo looked around and whispered, "It's none other than Ruoruo's maternal grandfather, Zhou Yicheng!"

Oh!

This is really...

“Zhou Yicheng has now retired from the front line, but he is still an old man. Sometimes when he calls, if it's a small matter, people can't refuse to give him face.”

These words were spoken to Liu Junbo by his senior, who was also full of helplessness when he said them.

Li Xiangdong frowned. "This matter isn't that big of a deal compared to setting up a honey trap for an official. If Zhou Yicheng calls again, won't it still not cause any waves?"

He frowned in thought. He knew the relationship between Jiang Fang and Zhou Yicheng, and he also knew how Jiang Fang got into the police force. So Zhou Yicheng's sudden step down must be closely related to Jiang Fang.

"Junbo, is your senior brother annoyed by Zhou Yicheng's phone calls? I'll tell you a secret..."

After hearing Li Xiangdong's words, Liu Junbo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his mouth gaped open as wide as an egg. "You, what you said, is really true?"

"You're reciting a tongue twister, of course it's real. Think about this timeline!"

Liu Junbo thought about it for a moment and realized it was quite possible!

"This matter is confidential. No one knows about it except for me and Chen Yigan."

"If I tell my senior brother, will he leak the secret?"

"Don't say it outright. Just let it be a subtle hint, and your senior brother will understand immediately!"

"Okay, I'll go talk to my senior brother tomorrow."

"Here's fifty yuan. Take your senior brother to a nice restaurant! Something with good privacy!"

Liu Junbo accepted the money without hesitation, saying, "I know, I know!"

——————

In a private room at the Siji Minfu restaurant in Yanjing City.

Zhang Yancun, deputy director of the Xicheng District Public Security Bureau, sat in the seat of honor, with Liu Junbo sitting next to him. On the table were four dishes and a soup: roast duck, deep-fried meatballs, fried sausage, and tripe; and the soup was duck carcass soup.

Liu Junbo poured Zhang Yancun a glass of baijiu, "Brother, drink up!"

Zhang Yancun said with a smile, "What important thing do you want to tell me? You have to treat me to dinner and drinks."

We even booked a private room!

Liu Junbo said seriously, "This matter is indeed quite serious, and I'm afraid it won't be good if others hear about it."

Zhang Yancun took time out of his busy schedule to come, which was also to give face to his teacher, his last disciple. Otherwise, many people would want to invite him to dinner, but not everyone would be qualified to sit at the same table with him.

But Junbo is still a student, what important things could he possibly have to tell me?

"Senior brother, you know about my time as Governor Liu's secretary in Huichuan County, right?"

Zhang Yancun nodded. Liu Donglai was quickly promoted, and it was said that he would be coming to Yanjing to take up a post in a while.

Thinking of those rumors, he couldn't help but sit up even straighter.