Mr. Song's recovery is going well, but the doctor still recommends he stay in the hospital for a few more days. Mrs. Song's stitches haven't been removed yet. However, they both couldn't stay in the hospital any longer and kept pestering the doctor until he finally agreed to discharge them. But they must rest after discharge and can't go back to work immediately.
They were in a rush because of their new home. That feeling is understandable.
Song Yan moved all of Song's parents' luggage and clothes to the apartment building.
He Xiaofen and Grandma Song were both unhappy when they moved. But they dared not say anything, nor did they dare to stop them…
Song Yan's vacation was almost over. She should have been preparing to leave, but she felt uneasy!
I wonder how things are going with Wei Aiguo.
Song Yan sensed the tense atmosphere.
The neighborhood committee and the police station conducted door-to-door checks to see if any outsiders were living there.
The factory's security department has increased manpower for both day and night shifts and canceled staff leave.
The others didn't pay attention, thinking it was just a reminder to be careful, to beware of fire and theft, since New Year's Day was approaching.
Wei Chunxi also had Song Jun deliver a ticket to the New Year's Eve gala, a variety show featuring performances from various organizations.
There were quite a few participating organizations, but each organization didn't have many votes, so it was very difficult to get Song Yan a vote.
The gala is attended by representatives from various organizations, including high-ranking leaders and foreign journalists. It's a large-scale event with a large number of people.
Song Yan felt a strange sense of unease. If those spies wanted to use detonators to cause sabotage, it would only be at a large factory, power plant, bridge, or a large gathering of people, right?
If factories and important facilities are well-defended, it's more difficult for them to sabotage them. Conversely, it's easier to sabotage places with large crowds, like parties and social gatherings. With various organizations gathered together, it's bound to be a mixed bag.
There were also high-ranking officials and foreign journalists at the party… It was hard for Song Yan not to overthink it.
There was no news from Wei Aiguo either. He said he would come to see Song's parents after completing his mission. Since he didn't come, it meant he was still in danger.
Song Yan felt increasingly uneasy. She had no one to confide in about her suspicions and doubts.
The event was held at the Workers' Cultural Palace, a venue that can accommodate tens of thousands of people at once.
While browsing books in the bookstore, Song Yan was somewhat absent-minded. She planned to buy extracurricular books for her children. She picked out a set of "100,000 Whys?", along with several picture books and other books suitable for children.
On the way back, Song Yan still felt uneasy. Sigh, was he worrying too much?
It's so annoying, so annoying! Why can't I calm down?
I feel restless if I don't plan to go to the gala the day after tomorrow.
Why?
Song Yan had a strange feeling, as if the gemstone pendant was guiding him.
Go ahead and go. You can protect yourself; what if you can save others? Wouldn't that be even better?
The holiday will definitely be over, so be it.
Also, go and remind Cao Zhang to stop shipping for now. Chu Shaowei's black market is definitely being watched, and it's hard to say what might happen elsewhere.
When Cao Zhang heard this news, his eyes widened in surprise. "Xiao Mu, I also have someone protecting me. I haven't heard a thing about this."
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Song Yan was only doing this because he had helped him find out information.
"Let me think about this. You asked me about the blind man on Sitong Street, I've already found out for you. There is such a person, here's the address." Cao Zhang handed Song Yan a slip of paper.
"Thanks! I'm leaving now. It was a pleasure working with you!" Song Yan wanted him to misunderstand that he was leaving because things had gotten tense. Finding someone who could sell goods wasn't easy; if this one failed, it would be even more troublesome to find someone like Chu Shaowei next time.
"Is it because someone is watching us?" Cao Zhang asked anxiously; Xiao Mu's business was very important to him.
Song Yan: "That's part of the reason. Also, I can't always ship large quantities of goods from one place."
Cao Zhang felt a pang of heartache, "Alright, Xiao Mu, I'll listen to you. Your goods are so good, people buy them as soon as they're on the market. I'm afraid the live animals will lose weight if I handle them, so I'll sell the live animals first. I'll store the apples for now and sell them after things calm down. You've seen it yourself, don't I keep my word? I definitely won't let you suffer if you cooperate with me."
Song Yan shook his head. "I really have to leave."
Do you still have any stock?
"If you can keep your composure, I can give you another batch of goods."
What kind of goods are they?
"Grain." Song Yan gave him grain because it wouldn't break even if stored for a long time. "I'm leaving, and I'll definitely take the money with me. Also, I need sacks, as many as possible."
Song Yan meant that this time, the money and goods had to be settled in full.
Cao Zhang pondered for a moment. "At least 1,000 sacks. After I settle all the payment for the goods, I can still scrape together 7,000 yuan. I have 40 jin of gold bars, and some other items. I won't lie to you, the gold bars cost me 20,000 yuan."
Forty kilograms of gold for twenty thousand yuan? My goodness, that's incredibly cheap! But then Song Yan thought about it and realized it made sense. It depends on the era. She'd even heard her grandmother say that during a time of famine, a gold ring could only be exchanged for two kilograms of cornmeal. "I'll add five thousand to the price of the gold you bought. Is that okay? Do you have any other items?"
Cao Zhang acquired the gold by chance, and resold it for a profit of 5,000 in a short time, which he felt was a fair deal. "The item is quite nice, but not very valuable. I'll have someone bring it over for you to see."...
When Cao Zhang went to get the supplies, Song Yan reminded him again that this batch of grain must be stored in a secluded place, and any previously used locations should be discarded. This was a case of being cautious to avoid making a big mistake…
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