"Don't worry, if you submitted the complaint letter through the normal procedure, there will definitely be no problem. Maybe the feedback time was a little late. I'll ask someone to help you. It's very late today, go to sleep first."
"Um."
She stopped worrying about things beyond her control, snuggled into his arms, adjusted her sleeping position, and closed her eyes.
Not long after, Cheng Ran inquired about the whistleblower letter for her, but the relevant department replied that they had not received any whistleblower letter!
"How is that possible!"
Upon hearing those words from Cheng Ran, she nearly roared out, her reaction mostly one of shock and bewilderment.
"That's impossible! We personally delivered the letter of complaint, how could we not have received it!"
He patted her back reassuringly to help her catch her breath.
"Calm down. I've already had them search within reach. Maybe it's in the wrong place."
This was not very convincing, but Jiang Wanqing knew that he was afraid that her emotions would get too agitated and affect her health and mood.
"I hope so, but I still feel uneasy..."
She patted her chest. Everything had been going smoothly lately, but her eyelids kept twitching, and she felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
Although she doesn't endorse superstition, and perhaps she just hadn't rested well, it's undeniable that she felt unwell.
"You've been juggling too many things lately. Give yourself a break. You have to believe that everything you do leaves a trace; it won't just disappear into thin air."
That's true, she sighed.
Cheng Ran's eyes flickered when she wasn't looking. He didn't tell her that the strange thing was not only the inexplicable disappearance of the whistleblower letter, but also that Yuan Zhong had completely replaced Chen Zhong's identity... and there was no problem with his household registration!
Of course, he found this out secretly behind her back, intending to help her, but who knew he would get caught up in an even bigger mystery.
"Cheng Ran," she suddenly called out.
"What's wrong?"
She lowered her eyes, rolled them around, and shook her head: "It's nothing. I'll go to the factory after class tomorrow and will be back a little late."
"Okay, I'll pick you up from the factory when I'm done with my work."
"Um."
Another sleepless night passed, Jiang Wanqing was preoccupied with worries. The next day, she asked Molly to contact a group of people to report Chen Zhong's educated youth sent to the countryside, and then discuss what to do next.
But when I arrived at the factory office that day, I heard something even more unbelievable from Molly…
"I tried contacting them one by one using the old contact methods, but none of them responded. It's like they've disappeared. Wanqing, do you know what happened?"
"Out of contact?"
The letter of complaint went unanswered, and the educated youth disappeared, making her increasingly convinced that there must be an invisible hand manipulating their trajectory behind the scenes.
"Yeah, I also tried contacting their workplaces, but guess what, they didn't go back!"
"Did you not go back from the Beijing area, or did you go back to the Beijing area but not go to your workplace?"
Jiang Wanqing frowned deeply. This matter was no small thing now. Beneath the calm surface, turbulent waves were surging. She had a feeling that after this period of calm, the big hand behind the scenes would reach out directly to her.
In short, the enemy is in the shadows, she is in the light...
Seeing fear and tension on her face for the first time, Molly stopped pacing, walked to her side, grabbed her arm, and asked anxiously.
"What happened, Wanqing? You don't look well. Don't scare me."
After carefully considering her words, Jiang Wanqing pulled her to sit down, otherwise she was afraid that Molly would go berserk after she finished speaking.
After a silence of about half a minute, she told her seriously, "There's something I haven't had a chance to tell you yet: the letter of complaint we wrote together has disappeared."
"What do you mean 'disappeared'?" Molly frowned deeply. "We personally handed it over to the relevant department, how could it be missing?"
"Just like you can't get in touch with those educated youth who went to the countryside, they all vanished into thin air."
After she finished speaking, the office fell silent. Neither of them spoke. Molly got up and sat down again, then got up again and circled around Jiang Wanqing, scratching her head twice.
"I don't understand..."
"Listen to me, don't panic. We need to start by investigating the source of this incident." She narrowed her eyes.
You mean Chen Zhong?
"Hmm." Jiang Wanqing lowered her head slightly in thought.
She had heard that Chen Zhong had been pacing anxiously at school, trying to avoid the background check, so why was he suddenly no longer worried? Something must have happened.
What she can't figure out is that with Zheng Yuan in jail and Guo Xueyun keeping a low profile, who else could help Chen Zhong so much?
As she was pondering, the sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out outside, and Jiang Wanqing looked up at the window.
What's going on outside?
"It seems to be a new factory opening, and they're celebrating."
"Judging by the direction, wasn't the owner of that factory facing a financial crisis? How come things are fine again?"
Jiang Wanqing got up and walked to the window. After deciding to set up a factory on this land, she had looked into the surrounding environment, which is why she raised such a question.
"I don't know either. I think they changed bosses. Ugh... Right now, all I can think about is that bastard Chen Zhong and the whistleblower letter. How can someone like him escape justice time and time again? He doesn't deserve to be successful! He's so selfish that he doesn't even care about his ancestors. What a disgrace!" Molly cursed angrily, hands on her hips and stomping her feet.
Ancestors… Upon hearing this word, Jiang Wanqing’s eyes lit up. Others might not know much about her family, but she knew very well.
He has a stingy and mean-spirited mother, and a younger sister who inherited his foul-smelling genes. And judging by the timeline, she's still unmarried…
Given Yuan Zhong's cautious nature, he probably wouldn't spread the news back to his hometown before he succeeded, otherwise his identity would have been exposed long ago. So, could we start from this angle?
A slow smile crept across Jiang Wanqing's lips; it seemed she had found a way to break the deadlock.
"Molly, do me a favor, I need to write a letter."
Although she was puzzled, she still obediently walked to Jiang Wanqing's side.
"Why would you write a letter at this time? And to whom?"
“Yuan Zhong’s home.”
"Oh, his house... Ah? His house?!"
Molly paused in her search for the envelope, leaned on the table to look into Jiang Wanqing's eyes, her face filled with shock.
"Do you know about his family situation? Isn't this too hasty?"
Jiang Wanqing gently tapped her forehead with the cap of her pen and smiled mysteriously.
“You forgot, I did some research on that guy back in Xiyang Village.”
"Oh...now that you mention it, I remember. You used to like him, but then your crazy cousin stole him away. I was wondering what was so special about him that made you two fight over him. Luckily, you came to your senses later."
"Alright, let's not dwell on these old grievances. Let's get down to business. Bring his elderly mother and sister to the capital to give him a hard time. Those two are both incredibly stupid... Hmph."
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