Chapter 56
That night, Zhan Mu and Lu Chao worked all night. Although the door of Master Zhan's shop was closed, a faint light could be seen from the crack in the door.
The printer spit out data, and Lu Chao, who was in the form of digital life, turned into a cube and was connected by a data cable to a computer with the screen brightness turned down.
Zhan Mu was drinking yogurt with a straw, glancing at the thick stack of information from time to time while browsing his phone. It was a short essay sent by his mother, probably scolding him for being disobedient and having a bad temper.
The tea packaged in a paper box was placed next to it.
Zhan Mu picked it up and opened it, revealing a beautiful small glass jar filled with tea leaves. He whispered, "Since we're bound to be discovered sooner or later, shouldn't I take the initiative?"
Lu Chao was speechless for the moment, so he could only send a message to his phone, the voice output converted to text: "Are you happy?" This factory is really problematic. Here's the purchase order. They've been using low-quality ink containing 35% benzene solvents for a long time, which doesn't comply with national regulations. If this gets out, it's all over.
"I'm actually starting to get scared." Zhan Mu muttered to himself, "If I expose them, not to mention that the situation may not be discovered on my side, what if they are suppressed by the rich and powerful? I'm afraid that if I'm exposed, I will be unable to survive in this town."
He rubbed his temples in annoyance. "I'm afraid the gains won't outweigh the losses."
Lu Chao: Okay, send a message. Please keep your voice down. It seems that we are the only shop in the town still here.
Zhan Mu's expression was sinister, and he spoke in a voice-to-text voice, saying bitterly, "Seriously, you were there when Huang Jiye molested my sister last time. I can't forget that day, and I keep replaying it in my mind. Indeed, I was impulsive that day and actually hit someone. I should have secretly gathered all kinds of evidence against him, and then exposed him at the right time, to bring him, oh more than that, to bring his entire family to ruin!"
How did this person become so twisted?
Lu Chao: Indeed, this is how modern society is. To defeat a powerful force, public opinion or procedures are needed, and it is no longer just a matter of killing people indiscriminately to vent anger.
Zhan Mu: I know I have to endure it.
Zhan Mu: It’s okay. I think my thoughts and actions are correct at the moment. First, I will make myself stronger, then build my own team, and finally find the right time to kill them.
It's easy to say, but it takes a long time to put it into practice. Zhan Mu is actually very clear in his heart that some people are born with everything they need, while he has to spend more than ten years or even decades of hard work before he can fight against the real enemy -
Just stand together.
"Okay, let's pack up and go home first." Zhan Mu picked up the thick stack of documents, put Lu Chao in his pocket, carefully opened the door and walked out, then returned to the rental house with his head down.
After returning, Zhan Mu quickly washed up. After he was done, he didn't even want to lie down on the bed. He immediately looked at the information, but in fact, he was very unsure and didn't even know what entry point to use to attack Hongchang Printing Factory.
"If I expose it directly, I'm afraid the platform will limit its traffic, and will the social impact be great?" As a result, after getting the evidence, Zhan Mu fell into deeper sorrow and irritability.
Looking at Lu Chao again, he was playing with the paper box that President Cui had casually given him and said, "You're rich. If I'm not mistaken, it looks like Pu'er. If I could taste it, I should be able to guess what kind it is."
"You can drink it directly?" Zhan Mu exclaimed in amazement.
"Haha, don't be surprised. My dad has some research, so I know a little bit too." Lu Chao finally played his role. When he was a human being, he was a nobleman. Now that he is dead, his memory has been integrated into the big data of the Internet. On the contrary, he can be said to be well-read and knows everything.
He cleared his throat and replied, "Having said that, simply exposing the ink problem at the printing factory would most likely result in the relevant departments ordering rectification. But if the problem lies with No. 2 Middle School, then this would be a very serious matter."
It is obvious that Lu Chao is also a person who sees through things easily. He is just as wicked as Zhan Mu, but he just likes to pretend and usually appears to be a gentleman.
"Keep your voice down, is it glorious?" Zhan Mu narrowed his eyes and pointed at him with his index finger. The two looked at each other and grinned at each other. They were both thousand-year-old foxes, so why were they still performing "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"?
"You..." Lu Chao suddenly hesitated, then whispered, "I have an idea. See if you're willing to put it into practice. Since you've already said you intend to take the initiative, why don't you take this tea box to Director Yu Wenfei, along with information about the Hongchang Printing Factory run by the Cui brothers? Spend some money and treat Director Yu to a meal, and explain the pros and cons. This isn't just about the selection of teaching positions and titles; it concerns the safety of our students."
Kill two birds with one stone and have double happiness.
Zhan Mu listened quietly, trying to hold back his laughter so hard that he felt like dying. When he looked up again, he saw Lu Chao's eyes full of appreciation and satisfaction.
"Oh, oh, oh..." Zhan Mu was really happy. He didn't even bother looking at the information. He collapsed onto the bed, pulled Lu Chao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, down and hugged him, but he did nothing. He just lay there quietly.
He put one hand on Lu Chao's shoulder and patted him, looking relieved and happy.
"I was wondering why An Jing wanted to help me." Zhan Mu looked at the ceiling, thought about the fluid, and combined with the look in his eyes when he invited him to dinner last time, he felt disgusted.
"What's the matter?" Lu Chao seemed not to understand.
Zhan Mu smiled deeply again and said, "Nothing."
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The next day, although the sky was gloomy, Master Zhan was in high spirits and walked briskly. Even though it was drizzling, he was in a good mood.
He was chewing a piece of bread in a convenience store near No. 2 Middle School, waiting for passers-by. As expected, he saw Yu Wenfei, who was at work on time. Zhan Mu was not there. He had been squatting there for a week, noting the time when he appeared, which was also the rotation of the school schedule.
Of course, he also avoided showing up during this period. If he happened to run into Cui Yongguang's family and his identity was exposed, all his efforts would be wasted.
These seven days could be considered a week of spy warfare, because Lu Chao actually saw Cui Yongguang's Audi car appear near No. 2 Middle School, and President Cui got out of it.
This shows that the two brothers had already checked the information gap with each other and were well aware of the fake teacher who lied and served tea that day.
Unfortunately, there was no surveillance, so he could only listen to the children describe their appearance. Zhan Mu also thought that they could not guess his purpose and might not know about the information leak in the factory.
"What can I do even if I know?" Zhan Mu lowered his black baseball cap and said softly, "Who told me I'm a profit-seeking bastard~"
Coincidentally, on the ninth day, Yu Wenfei, who broke into Sister Hong's bar, was very excited, as if his defenses had been broken. Ever since he was transferred to the township, he had been worried about this group of unteachable rural children, but they continued to neglect their studies and waste their youth!
So Sister Hong's bar was very lively. Director Yu and the elusive Sister Hong started to argue with each other. One was after money, the other after fame. They must have disliked each other for a long time.
Zhan Mu was online the whole time, watching the battlefield from a first-person perspective.
"Funny! Your own students from your school!" Sister Hong at the counter said goodbye to Yu Wenfei. He came alone today without anyone else. He walked alone in the corridor of the bar and pushed the door open to enter. He looked very imposing and stubborn.
Zhan Mu glanced at him secretly, and after observing for a few days, he actually had an idea in his mind. Old Yu was about to retire and had not been promoted for many years. Perhaps it was because he was too stubborn.
It's said that ever since the opening of Hong Jie Bar, Old Yu has been urging young teachers to join him in catching truants. Otherwise, he'll just call the roll in class, and if he gets really angry, he'll call the parents or just ask them to drop out. It's not their own kids, so he doesn't bother to do that anyway.
But Lao Yu was extremely serious about it. He personally went out of the school gate to catch the poor students and also called on others. Of course, only the new young teachers would come to participate once or twice, and then nothing else.
It also annoyed Sister Renhong. He was just running a business, as if he was an unforgivable criminal! No wonder you, Yu Wenfei, aren't doing so well. It's said that there's more than one director in the Academic Affairs Office. There's also someone named Cui, who's much smarter.
"You still blame us for doing business here?" Sister Hong continued sarcastically. "No! I ran away a long time ago! What do the school leaders think of us? They only know how to make things difficult for ordinary people like us! I didn't make any money, and I didn't want to do this anymore!"
Sister Hong yelled into the phone, "Gao Qiang, you're dead! Come back!"
Zhan Mu was in the corner, with a glass of red fruit wine in front of him. He watched in silence with a strange expression, as if his conscience was being tortured. He twisted the cherry he took out of the wine with his fingertips, thinking carefully and not saying a word for the time being.
Zhan Mu sighed and sent a message to Lu Chao: Alas... I feel uneasy about taking advantage of a good person like Lao Yu.
Lu Chao: (shocked little yellow face) Don’t you love money anymore?
Zhan Mu: Yes. But things still need to be done. Besides, I haven't broken any laws, it's just that my methods are a bit shady. I'll make some money and then redeem my conscience.
After saying this, Zhan Mu ate the cherry, drank the red wine in one gulp, followed Yu Wenfei, who walked out the door with a sullen face, and called out, "Teacher Yu."
Yu Wenfei turned around with an unhappy expression. Zhan Mu was dressed very simply and even down-to-earth. He didn't look like a playboy who was keen on hanging out in bars and dancing.
"It's you again. It's so late. Why don't you take good care of your child?" Yu Wenfei recognized that this was Zhan Mu, the chubby boy who used to wear the largest school uniform.
The street lights were dim. Zhan Mu nodded and trotted over with his brows lowered. He had a white transparent plastic bag tucked into his armpit, which actually contained the evidence of Cui's Printing Factory's crimes.
"Teacher Yu, well, I just came back to do business recently. I thought of my school days and missed them a little. I happened to meet you and had a brief chat with you." Zhan Mu started talking.
Yu Wenfei also held his breath in his heart, nodded, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes that were dazzled by the light just now, looking tired and exhausted.
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As the temperature dropped at night, the street lights beside the shops gradually dimmed, but Yu Wenfei's expression gradually became serious as Zhan Mu kept on talking, and he even sneered a few times. Then, Zhan Mu acted very reluctantly and took out the file bag that he had been holding under his armpit and handed it over.
Yu Wenfei opened it and looked at it, then put on his glasses again, nodded, and replied, "Okay, thank you for your help. I have someone over there who knows how to handle this. It's getting late, so you can go back."
Zhan Mu uttered "oh" twice and took two steps away. Then he heard him say, "Are you sure it's true?"
"Teacher Yu...you know me too." Zhan Mu stopped talking halfway and bowed his head humbly, "Really. Teacher Yu, you know I also graduated from No. 2 Middle School. I sincerely want to make some contributions to the school to the best of my ability."
"Okay, okay, let's go." Yu Wenfei glanced at him, as if he was disgusted by hearing such nonsense.
Zhan Mu nodded in agreement, his heart almost jumping out of his chest. He nodded heavily, then turned around calmly, walked quickly for a long distance, and then looked back every step of the way, because Yu Wenfei had not left yet, and was concentrating on reading some information under the street light.
Only when the sight disappeared did Zhan Mu start running, as if he was venting the excitement in his heart by speeding his feet, and he burst into laughter.
When they got home, Zhan Mu finally stopped. He looked up at the sky, and fell into a state of calm, as if he had been calmed by the cold wind. He said, "Don't let anything unexpected happen."
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