Song Yun also frowned, thinking that he was from the Discipline Department and it was impossible for him to come here to cause trouble for no reason, so she did not immediately confront him, but just replied indifferently, "I bought the stationery, and these gifts were given to me by others."
Zheng Wenbo frowned even more tightly, "I heard that you treated patients in the family compound. These are the medical fees you collected, right? Do you know what you are doing?" His tone was stern.
Song Yun was speechless and furious. "As the deputy director of the Discipline Department, do you know what you're talking about? Have you investigated? Have you gotten to the bottom of it? When did I ever say these were medical fees paid by military families in the family compound? Do you have any evidence? Are you making a judgment based on your own assumptions?"
Zheng Wenbo really had no evidence, at least he had not yet investigated the sources of these malted milk powder and other things, but he knew the source of these stationery items. She bought them with tickets and other things she had exchanged with the military wives in the family compound.
Why buy so much?
Do you still dare to say it’s not reselling?
"Tell me the truth. Are you planning to resell all these things on the black market?" Zheng Wenbo asked, not waiting for Song Yun to answer. "Think carefully before you answer. If you tell the truth, before anything is done, the outcome will be different. I can give you a lenient sentence based on your attitude towards admitting your mistakes."
Song Yun almost cursed, but because of her good character, she held back and raised a finger at Zheng Wenbo. "First, the origins of all my things are clear and legal. Second, I don't know why you're here and telling me these inexplicable things. I hope you can give me an explanation. Third, I don't know what the black market is. I didn't know it before, and I won't know it now. Fourth, if you don't have evidence to prove that I've done anything illegal, then please investigate first and then interrogate me after you have evidence, instead of convicting me based on hearsay and subjective assumptions."
Seeing her stubbornness, Zheng Wenbo said nothing else. He took out the letter of complaint and threw it on the table, "Read it for yourself."
Song Yun picked up the letter and quickly scanned it. It was an anonymous report letter, and there were no special clues between the lines. She didn't know who it was from, so it was obviously a slander.
Song Yun placed the letter back on the table and smiled faintly, "This is slander. It's completely untrue. Vice Minister Zheng wouldn't want to convict me based on such a frivolous letter of accusation, would he?"
Zheng Wenbo pointed to a large bag of stationery on the table and asked, "Then explain to me, why did you go to so much trouble, even disregarding the cost, to get so many tickets and buy so much stationery? What do you plan to do?"
Song Yun took out all the invoices for the stationery she bought today, and then took out a letter from her bag. She handed them all to Zheng Wenbo and said, "Take a look for yourself."
The letter was addressed to Captain Liu, stating the amount of stationery donated this time, as well as blessings to the children, and expressing the intention to let her know if they needed anything next time. The words were brief, but they were like a slap in the face of Zheng Wenbo.
Zheng Wenbo shifted his gaze from the letter paper and looked at Song Yun in surprise. "You got so many stationery items, are you donating them to the mountain primary school?"
Song Yun nodded. "I used to be a barefoot doctor in Qinghe Village. When I left Qinghe Village, I donated a village-run primary school to the village. Now the primary school wants to open a Red Cross class. It's inconvenient to buy things there, and the supplies are not as abundant as in Sichuan Province. Plus, they can't get stationery tickets, so they called me and wanted me to help find a solution. You can also go to the reception desk to inquire about this matter. The call I made the day before yesterday is recorded in the reception desk."
Speaking of this, the matter can be easily verified and there is no possibility of falsification. Zheng Wenbo has no reason not to believe it.
He swallowed, thinking about what the teacher said, and felt regretful. He should have investigated more thoroughly before questioning.
No, it's not over yet.
Zheng Wenbo looked for another target. He pointed at the large bag of malted milk, powdered milk biscuits, and other things and asked, "What about these?"
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