Chapter 15 Mr. Shen is a Red Capitalist
"We ordinary people are so happy today~"
Chen Zhaoyue hummed a tuneless little song and happily opened the packaging of the self-heating hot pot.
The rich aroma of butter rising with the steam whetted her appetite.
She sat cross-legged in front of the French window of the villa, looking at the glittering "golden mountain" in the backyard, and glanced at the crystal clear spiritual spring water at her hand, feeling that her life had never been so perfect.
The only regret is probably that the villa has limited stock of snacks from later times.
"I still have to eat sparingly..." Chen Zhaoyue counted the remaining boxes of self-heating hot pot and instant noodles with care and sighed.
But the next second, she picked up a piece of beef, dipped it in the red oil, and put it into her mouth with satisfaction.
We need to save money, but not today!
After Chen Zhaoyue had eaten and drunk his fill, he took a comfortable bath in the bathtub, then lay contentedly on the soft big bed and soon fell into a sweet dream.
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The next morning, when Chen Zhaoyue woke up, he felt refreshed.
After washing up and preparing to change the dressing on the back of her head, she touched the wound on the back of her head, but her fingertips felt smooth. The wound that had a scab yesterday was gone, and even the pain disappeared.
Chen Zhaoyue looked at herself in the mirror repeatedly in disbelief. The originally purple and swollen wound had recovered as if it had never been injured.
"Isn't this spiritual spring too magical?"
She ran to the front yard excitedly, looking at the gurgling spring water, and couldn't stop smiling.
"I am truly the chosen one!"
Chen Zhaoyue was in a good mood and left the space humming a little tune.
She planned to buy the ticket today and leave this troubled place as soon as possible.
Chen Zhaoyue had just finished breakfast and was about to go out when people from the Cabinet Committee showed up.
"Comrade Shen, the organization needs your cooperation in the investigation. Please come with us." Standing at the door was a man with a red armband who had come to the house yesterday. He looked young, probably in his early 20s.
Seeing that, Chen Zhaoyue smiled at her.
"Okay." Shen Zhaoyue nodded, holding the cloth bag, and followed them into the car.
Although she knew that the Cabinet Committee would come to her for questioning, she did not expect it to happen so soon.
She was taken to an office where several serious-looking cadres were sitting.
Seeing her come in, one of them looked up and looked at her for a few times, and said in a polite tone: "Comrade Chen Zhaoyue, right? Please take a seat."
Chen Zhaoyue sat down at the table, his hands folded naturally on his knees.
The other party pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose and routinely asked for her name, age and other basic information.
"You said you've severed your relationship with Liu Hongyang," the official said, flipping through the documents in his hand, his eyes scrutinizing him from behind his glasses. "Have you completed all the formalities?"
"It's all done." Chen Zhaoyue's voice was clear.
Then, she calmly took out a letter of severance with a red seal and a certificate issued by the police station from her cloth bag and handed them over with both hands.
The other party took the materials and checked them carefully. Only after confirming that there was no problem did he record anything on the document.
Since the relationship has been severed, if Liu Hongyang gets into trouble now, it will not implicate Shen Zhaoyue, not to mention that she is the whistleblower.
"Your grandfather is... Shen Bowen?" Suddenly, the other party asked again.
Chen Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat, not knowing why the other party suddenly mentioned the original owner's grandfather.
"It's my grandpa," she said, but her face remained calm and she nodded again, "but he has been dead for many years."
The people in the office exchanged glances with each other, and their attitudes clearly softened a lot.
"So you're Mr. Shen's granddaughter." One of them even showed some respect: "When Mr. Shen was alive, he donated a lot of supplies to the country. He was a red capitalist!"
Shen Zhaoyue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Old Shen died early, and the original owner was only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, which was the age for studying, so he didn't know much about what Shen Bowen did during his lifetime.
But now that she knew about this, Shen Zhaoyue felt a little more respect for this old man whom she had never met before.
If he hadn't died too early, and the Shen family was taken over by a trash like Liu Hongyang, the original owner would definitely not be so pitiful.
"I...I really don't understand these things." Chen Zhaoyue said softly: "But, grandpa has always taught me to be patriotic."
"Oh, what a pity." The cadre sighed.
When he learned that she was Shen Bowen's granddaughter, the other party looked at her again with a different attitude: "Comrade Xiao Shen, don't worry, the organization will not wrongly accuse a good person."
"Now that you have drawn a clear line between yourself and the Liu family and have taken the initiative to report it, we will not make things difficult for you."
Chen Zhaoyue showed a look of gratitude at the right time: "Thank you for your understanding, leader."
"Then tell me more about Liu Hongyang. What unusual behavior has he had recently? Tell me everything you know or find strange." The old cadre got back to the topic and talked about Liu Hongyang.
"I remember he has a very good friend in Hong Kong. This time I went to Hong Kong to find him..."
Based on the plot of the original book, Chen Zhaoyue mentioned several of Liu Hongyang's friends in Hong Kong, who were relatively well-known figures. This made the Cabinet Committee even more certain that all the Shen family's money had been smuggled away and hidden by Liu Hongyang.
The two cargo ships at the dock were just a decoy.
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At the same time, in the gloomy interrogation room, Liu Hongyang was being tortured by the red armband.
The glaring incandescent light shone directly on his pale face. He squinted his eyes, feeling somewhat annoyed by the light.
"Liu Hongyang! I advise you to tell the truth. Where did all that money go?"
"No... I really don't know!" Liu Hongyang's face was grim, his neck tilted, and his voice was hoarse: "If I knew, I would have told you a long time ago!"
What he wants to know now more than those red armbands is where all his money went!
But not only did the people in the Cabinet Committee not believe what he said, even Cao Jing did not believe it.
"Okay, okay, you're still being stubborn, aren't you?" The red armband sneered, "Alright, if you don't tell me, I'll be sent to the bullpen for reform!"
"No...don't!" Cao Jing, who was standing by, panicked when she heard this. She rushed over and grabbed Liu Hongyang's sleeve: "Hongyang! Tell me quickly, do you really want our whole family to go to the cowshed?!"
Liu Hongyang was so angry that he pushed her away: "I said I don't know! What do you want me to say?"
Stupid woman, she will only hold him back and will be of no use at all!
"Liu Hongyang, we'll give you one last chance!" The man with the red armband slammed the table, causing the water in the enamel pot to splash out. "Tell the truth, and the organization will give you leniency!"
"I don't know! I said I don't know!" Liu Hongyang suddenly jumped up from the chair, the shackles on his wrists rattling, and his hands with bulging veins slammed heavily on the interrogation table.
His bloodshot eyes glared at the man wearing the red armband opposite him, spitting out: "You are framing me! This is persecution!"
Now that things have come to this point and no one knows where the treasures have gone, he must grit his teeth and refuse to admit it!
Anyway, those things were definitely not taken away by him, and have nothing to do with him!
Liu Qingqing curled up at the edge, shivering and crying. She was just a little girl who was brought to Shanghai from the countryside. When had she ever seen such a scene?
Just as the presiding judge was about to explode, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open.
A young man wearing a red armband walked in quickly, handed a stack of documents to the presiding judge and whispered in his ear.
"Ah?" The judge's face suddenly became strange, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Cao Jing and her daughter.
Cao Jing and Liu Qingqing felt uneasy when they were stared at, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.
After a while, the chief judge finally laughed out loud: "Interesting, you two are quite proactive, actually volunteering to support the construction of the Northwest?"
"W-what?" Cao Jing was stunned, her brain suddenly unable to react: "Northwest?"
Liu Qingqing's crying stopped abruptly. She raised her head blankly, her red and swollen eyes filled with fear.
What registration?
What is the Northwest?
She subconsciously looked to the side, only to see that Liu Hongyang's expression was even more shocked than hers.
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