Chapter 398 Qin Zheng Returns Safely!
In the small room of the "study class" in Xishan.
On the interrogation table in front of Qin Zheng lay the People's Daily internal reference document, which had been read so many times that the edges were frayed, and a thick stack of photocopied materials—a case analysis of the "Blue Ocean Model" compiled by Su Yue.
Sitting opposite him was Lao Xu, the head of the special task force.
A seasoned writer who had dedicated his life to political work was taking off his glasses and rubbing his throbbing temples.
"Old Qin, you played this move brilliantly." Old Xu pointed to the materials on the table. "Originally, we were investigating your 'collusion with the enemy,' but now it's turned into an investigation of your 'merits.'"
Qin Zheng has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, with high cheekbones, but his spine is straight.
He slowly unfolded the document and pointed to the data on it.
"Team Leader Xu, accounts are hard to settle, and arguments are hard to argue. Lan Hai Daily Chemical Factory introduced French technology and generates more than one million US dollars in foreign exchange for the country every year. Whether this money went into the national treasury or into my pocket, Qin Zheng, you can find out with a simple investigation."
Old Xu fell silent.
The accounts are crystal clear, and the flow of every foreign exchange transaction is traceable.
Even more deadly were those letters from the masses that appeared out of nowhere, detailing how the Blue Ocean Factory used foreign technology to develop "bacteriophages" and "sea buckthorn frost," saving the lives of more than 100 educated youths at the Red Star Farm and solving the frostbite problem for the northern troops.
At this point, discussing "bourgeois liberalization" seems somewhat inappropriate, and even suggests that we are standing against the people.
"And this too." Qin Zheng pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket. It was a document that Gu Beichen had sent in through special channels. "It's an internal report jointly written by a group of old scholars from the Academy of Sciences. It's already been sent to Hai Li. Old Li signed it and said that the Blue Ocean model is a testing ground for 'revitalizing the country through science and technology'."
The name of Mr. Li carries immense weight.
Old Xu picked up the paper, glanced at it, his expression changed several times, and finally he sighed and closed the notebook.
"It seems the winds are really about to change."
...
Three days later.
Gu Beichen was sitting in the library of the National Defense University flipping through a book when Zhou Weiguo barged in, even forgetting to lower his voice.
"They're out!"
Gu Beichen paused in his hand, turning the pages of the book with a rustling sound. He abruptly looked up, staring at Zhou Weiguo.
"who?"
"Who else could it be? Old Qin!" Zhou Weiguo took off his hat to fan himself, his forehead covered in sweat. "I just received the notification that I'm out of quarantine and under investigation. Although I haven't been reinstated yet, I've passed this hurdle! He's been brought back to the compound!"
Gu Beichen suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a harsh screech.
He grabbed the military cap from the table, put it on his head, and strode out.
Where's the car?
"It's parked downstairs!"
The jeep sped along, running two red lights, heading straight for the Qin family compound.
The area in front of the Qin family's house was much quieter than before. The bustling scene of the past was gone, with only two old locust trees swaying in the wind.
Gu Beichen pushed open the courtyard gate and immediately saw Qin Zheng sitting in a rattan chair under the grape trellis.
Qin Zheng was wearing a faded old military uniform, his hair was shaved into a buzz cut, his face was unshaven, and he was as thin as a bamboo pole.
He was holding a pale yellow glass bottle in his hand, looking at it directly in the sunlight.
Hearing footsteps, Qin Zheng turned around.
The two men stared at each other for a few seconds. There was no embrace, nor any weeping.
Qin Zheng held up the bottle in his hand and shook it: "Is this the knife?"
Gu Beichen walked over, sat down on the stone stool next to him, took out a pack of cigarettes, tossed one to Qin Zheng, and lit one for himself.
Is it easy to use?
"It's so useful." Qin Zheng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the smoke choked his lungs, triggering a violent cough that brought tears to his eyes. But he was laughing, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking. "A bottle of face cream and an account book, and I've shut those bastards up. When Old Xu left, his face was green with envy."
He pointed to the label on the bottle: "Blue Ocean. A good name. It's a pity Su Yue isn't in politics with that kind of brain."
“She doesn’t care.” Gu Beichen flicked his cigarette ash onto the ground. “She just wants to live a peaceful life, earn some money, and raise her child.”
“This time, I owe her.” Qin Zheng’s smile faded, and his tone became serious. “If it weren’t for her materials, which turned ‘collusion with the enemy’ into a ‘model’ and ‘capitalist smuggling’ into ‘foreign exchange earnings,’ I would probably be on a train to the Northwest right now.”
That turned a dead end into a new one.
It wasn't about pleading or relying on connections, but about solid reasoning and benefits.
Su Yue laid out all the evidence in the open, letting everyone see that harming Qin Zheng was tantamount to harming the country's purse strings and the very foundation of technological progress.
This tactic of "using someone else's knife to kill" targets those mediocre people who only know how to label others but don't do any real work.
Gu Beichen looked at Qin Zheng's gaunt face: "What are you planning to do next?"
"Lie low." Qin Zheng exhaled a smoke ring, his gaze becoming profound. "Since Su Yue has paved the way for me, I have to follow it. I want to apply to work in a research institute under the Ministry of Commerce, specializing in foreign trade policy research. I can't let this loss go to waste."
Gu Beichen nodded. As long as the person is out, there's always hope.
"Oh, right." Qin Zheng took out a remittance slip from his pocket and pushed it in front of Gu Beichen. "This is my allowance over the years, not much, three thousand yuan. Please pass it on to Su Yue for me."
Gu Beichen didn't answer: "Who are you trying to embarrass?"
"This isn't payment to her, it's an investment." Qin Zheng slammed the remittance slip on the stone table. "I'm going to get on board with Blue Ocean. I'll pave the way for her in Beijing from now on. As long as the policy allows, I'll make sure Blue Ocean's products are displayed in the Great Hall of the People."
Gu Beichen stared at the form for a while, then reached out and put it away.
"Okay. I'll accept it for her."
When I left the Qin family's residence, it was already completely dark. The night sky over the capital was rarely dotted with stars.
Gu Beichen found a public phone booth and dialed the number he knew by heart.
The phone was answered after three rings.
"Hello?"
Su Yue's voice came from the other end, clear and bright, with a touch of southern softness, which dispelled much of the chill in the capital.
"It's me." Gu Beichen leaned against the glass of the phone booth, his nerves, which had been tense for half a month, finally relaxed.
"I knew it was you." The sound of turning pages came from Su Yue's end. "Calling so late, is there good news?"
This woman is so clever it makes you grit your teeth.
"Qin Zheng is out." Gu Beichen's voice was low. "I just went to see him. He's lost some weight, but he's in good spirits. He said he wants to be your pawn and get Blue Ocean's products into the Great Hall of the People."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a soft laugh.
"That's great. The production of sea buckthorn frost has just increased, and we were worried about where to sell it." Su Yue's tone was filled with undisguised pride. "Tell him that being a foot soldier is not enough; he'd be more suitable to be the leader of the Beijing branch."
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