[Strong male and female leads, cunning male VS straightforward and powerful female] [Transmigration + Military Marriage + Making Money + Earning Foreign Exchange + Spirit Spring Planting Space + Ab...
Chapter 104 Going to the Black Market
"Little sister, I just arrived and I heard that scoundrel Bi Yuntao is ruining your reputation everywhere!"
Lin Erlang's face was gloomy, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to find the factory director right now and expose his impersonation!"
Lin Baozhu grabbed him: "Second brother, words are useless. The factory director wants evidence."
She suddenly lowered her voice and continued, "Today I deliberately brought up the factory manager's plan to investigate the misconduct at work, and that coward turned pale with fright..."
As she spoke eloquently, Lin Erlang's pupils constricted slightly: "Are you confident?"
"He's panicked now and will definitely sneak off to see that person. As long as we find that person, I'm confident I can get him to report Bi Yuntao for stealing his work!"
Lin Erlang said in a deep voice, "What if that person dies?"
Lin Baozhu's eyes narrowed, and she lowered her voice, saying, "Second Brother, do you know something?"
Lin Erlang pulled her aside and whispered, "I've been in the machine factory for so many years, and I still have some connections. The first place winner in the competition drowned before he even reported for duty. They say it was suicide! Later, Bi Yuntao used his connections and spent money to get the job."
Upon hearing this, Lin Baozhu fell into deep thought.
Why would someone who has already passed a job exam be so distraught as to contemplate suicide? If they wanted to commit suicide, why did they even bother taking the written exam? The logic is clearly flawed.
Putting aside whether the first place winner committed suicide or was murdered, just looking at the incident itself, if Bi Yuntao had nothing to do with it, why was he so afraid of others bringing it up?
It's obvious he felt guilty.
"Second brother, I have a feeling that the death of the first place winner is more or less related to Bi Yuntao. Don't worry, even if we can't find evidence, Bi Yuntao won't stay in the machine factory for long. I have plenty of ways to make him make a mistake."
That scumbag is very vain. He'll take the bait if you set a trap. Getting him fired will be a small matter. You could even send him to a farm for reform!
"Little sister, you're a researcher at the machine factory now. We shouldn't get involved in Bi Yuntao's affairs; it'll only get us into trouble..."
"Second brother, having this thing hanging in front of me every day makes me sick. Besides, the grudge of him almost killing me can't be settled just because he gave me two hundred yuan in compensation. He's willing to pay the price!"
She said that as long as Bi Yuntao and Zhao Xiaoyu were alive, they would never have a peaceful life.
“What I mean is… we don’t get involved, but we can use other people to deal with him. That kid is incredibly arrogant in the factory, and quite a few people don’t like him. For example, Old Liu from Workshop Three has a grudge against him, and Wang Mazi from the warehouse was reported by him for something bad…”
Sunlight streamed through his glasses, revealing a chilling glint in his eyes.
His sister is innocent and shouldn't be tainted by such misunderstandings.
He may not show his true intentions, but he can secretly stir things up.
*
Time always flies when you're busy. As the get off work bell rang, Yan Guangjun blocked the workshop door: "Engineer Lin! It's the state-run restaurant tonight..."
The speaker was Yan Guangjun. He was extremely grateful to Lin Erlang. If it weren't for him, he would still be a level three fitter in the workshop. Not to mention how much he earned, with those higher-level fitters above him, he would never have a chance to get ahead.
Even the relationship you've been dating is falling apart.
Unexpectedly, fate delivered a "golden egg" to him, directly alleviating his predicament.
At first, he didn't have much hope for Lin Baozhu, but after spending two days with her, he discovered that Lin Baozhu's abilities far surpassed those of the experts.
She could explain the problems that had been troubling me for a long time in just a few words. She also generously allowed me to look at the blueprints of precision machine tools, and I could ask her anytime if I didn't understand something.
Often, as long as she takes action, the problem can be solved quickly.
Engineer Lin said that once the machine tool is completed, their names will appear in the newspapers!
Thinking of this, he was so excited that he wanted to kowtow to her.
This meal is a must.
"Let's talk about dinner another day, we have other things to do!"
After Lin Erlang finished speaking, he closed the workshop door directly, wrapped the handle with an iron chain several times, and then locked it with a "click".
*
In the rented courtyard of the small bungalow, Lin Erlang strolled around with his hands behind his back. Although the place was very dilapidated, Lin Sanlang, the simpleton, had kept it quite clean.
"This place is quite secluded. I just checked it out; there aren't many houses around, so it's safe. The key is that it's very close to that place. Just go through the alley on the right, cross another street, and walk two miles east, and you'll get there!"
Lin Baozhu was also a little surprised; she hadn't expected that the small courtyard they rented was so close to the city...
"Second Brother, everything is ready. Let's eat and rest for a bit!"
“Your second sister-in-law has just returned home. I’ll go tell her so she won’t worry.”
"good!"
*
Lin Baozhu was fast asleep when she heard a soft knock on the door. She opened her eyes abruptly, sat up in bed, and shone a flashlight on her wrist. It was already three in the morning.
The three people divided the items into three parts. Each of them had smeared ash on their faces, their clothes were dirty, and they wore tattered hats. Lin Baozhu even put a fake scar on her face.
With him like that, even if Lin's mother came, she wouldn't recognize him.
After disguising themselves, the three of them, carrying baskets on their backs, headed straight for their destination...
"Second Brother, are you sure this is the way?" Lin Baozhu asked in a low voice, scanning her surroundings warily.
Lin Erlang walked at the front, holding a wooden stick in his hand, occasionally pushing aside the thorns blocking his way: "Hmm, we'll be there in another half a mile."
Lin Sanlang followed at the back, his ears perked up. He glanced at Lin Baozhu, who was carrying such a large bundle and walking very fast, and whispered, "Little sister, if anyone questions us later, just say she's my wife and we're here to buy grain."
Lin Baozhu rolled her eyes: "What kind of wife goes into the woods with two men in the middle of the night? Besides, no one will question her."
"Shh—" Lin Erlang suddenly raised his hand, and the three of them immediately held their breath.
In the distance, one could hear rustling footsteps and hushed conversations.
"This is it!"
The black market was hidden in a clearing deep in the woods, where a few kerosene lamps glowed dimly, casting indistinct shadows.
As soon as the three arrived at the black market, all eyes turned to them. Lin Sanlang nervously clutched the large bag in his arms, but with a machete tucked into his waistband, the people who had been itching to go immediately looked away.
"Second brother, let's find a place to set up a stall," Lin Baozhu whispered.
"I know the prices. Let's not put them all in one place, let's display them separately, that way they'll sell faster!"
"good."
Lin Baozhu carried the large bundle into the shadows. After finding a good spot, she laid the bundle on the ground and neatly arranged the clothes inside...
As soon as the items were displayed, they immediately attracted a lot of attention. They walked towards Lin Baozhu, but when they saw a bald man, they suddenly stopped and even looked at Lin Baozhu with a hint of pity.
Lin Baozhu pretended not to see the looks in those people's eyes and continued with what she was doing.
"The new guy?"
He whistled, holding the polyester shirt in his hand: "Where did you get this material from?"