Chapter 415 My mortal enemy brought her father to force me to resign!
"I heard you're going to the capital?" Chu Jingya put away her sketchbook, her expression turning serious. "Yiyi told me. It's not very peaceful there, is it?"
"There's no such thing as peace or unrest." Su Yue leaned back in her chair. "When you're in the martial world, you're not in control of your own destiny. As long as there are people, there's the martial world. Since you can't escape it, then go and see just how deep the waters of the martial world really are."
Chu Jingya took an envelope from the cabinet behind her and handed it to Su Yue.
"What is this?" Su Yue didn't answer.
"It's not money." Chu Jingya stuffed the envelope into her hand. "It's a letter I wrote to an old classmate in Beijing. She's an editor at the People's Daily. Although she can't be of much help, if you need anything regarding public opinion there, she might be able to give you some leeway."
public opinion.
This is exactly one of the weapons Su Yue needs most right now.
"Thanks." Su Yue accepted the heartfelt gift without any pretense.
"And one more thing," Chu Jingya said, taking Su Yue's hand. "Once Yiyi and I are fully pregnant, we'll take the babies to Beijing to see you. Then, the three of us sisters will take the babies to climb the Great Wall and eat Peking duck."
"Okay." Su Yue grasped her hand in return. "I'll be waiting for you in the capital."
As I left Gu Beixiao's house, the moon had already climbed to the treetops.
Su Yue drove very slowly.
The sea breeze blew in through the car window, dispelling the day's fatigue.
Three more days.
Everything at home has been arranged.
With Huo Wenxuan, Chen Xinyue, and Gu Nanxing keeping an eye on the factory, plus the investment from the Lin family in Hong Kong, it's basically a solid unit.
Yiyi is protected by Yunmu, Jingya is protected by Beixiao, and Ping'an and Ningjing are cared for by their mother-in-law.
The worries about the future have been resolved.
Next, a huge disturbance will take place in that ancient city of Beijing.
When she got home, Zhang Huilan was still awake and sitting under the lamp sewing shoe soles.
Seeing Su Yue return, the old lady put down her work and went to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of hot noodles.
"Have something to eat. This is chicken noodle soup that I specially saved for you."
Su Yue was indeed hungry. She picked up the bowl and ate with gusto.
"Mom," Su Yue said, putting down her bowl after finishing the last sip of soup, "I want to take Ping An to a photo studio to have his picture taken tomorrow."
Why are you taking pictures?
"Take this to Beichen." Su Yue wiped her mouth. "Let him see that his son has grown taller and more handsome."
Zhang Huilan smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothing out: "Okay, tomorrow Ping An will wear that little navy uniform. I sewed it myself."
The next morning, at the photo studio.
Ping An, dressed in a blue and white striped sailor shirt, wearing a crooked peaked cap, and holding a wooden gun, stood in front of the backdrop, grinning from ear to ear.
"Come on, look here! Smile!" the photographer shouted from behind the black cloth.
"Biu! Biu!" Ping An pulled the trigger and fired a shot at the camera.
Crack.
The image freezes.
In that photo, the little guy had a chubby face and his eyes sparkled with the same light as Gu Beichen's. It was the wildness of a soldier's descendant, and the vitality of this era.
Su Yue put the developed photos into her inner pocket.
Three days later.
Haikou Airport.
There was no grand send-off. Huo Wenxuan simply drove his jeep to take Su Yue to the boarding gate.
"Sister, remember to send a telegram when you get there." Huo Wenxuan was unusually serious, his eyes a little red. "If anyone bullies you, just tell me. Although I, Huo Wenxuan, don't have much of a foothold in the capital, if I'm willing to fight, my hundred or eighty pounds of flesh can kill a few people."
"Save your breath." Su Yue patted his shoulder. "Just take good care of the house. When I get back, I want to see the first batch of medicine rolling off the production line at the pharmaceutical factory."
"Mission accomplished!"
Su Yue picked up the simple bag and turned to walk towards the security checkpoint.
She didn't turn around.
Because she knows that looking back would only bring regret. And what she needs now is the courage to move forward without hesitation.
The plane roared as it taxied toward the runway.
As the plane pitched up, gravity slammed her into her seat. Su Yue looked out the window at the islands growing smaller and smaller, at the azure sea, and at the factories that were rising up.
That is her foundation, and also her source of confidence.
Two hours later.
Beijing Nanyuan Airport.
Compared to the humid heat of Hainan Island, the air in Beijing has a dry, dusty smell.
As soon as I stepped out of the arrival gate, a gust of cold wind carrying sand and gravel hit my face.
The capital city in late autumn was bleak and desolate.
Su Yue tightened her trench coat, and before she could even take in her surroundings, a military green jeep screeched to a halt in front of her.
The car window rolled down.
A familiar face wearing sunglasses was revealed.
Qin Zheng.
That man, who had just been released from the "study session" not long ago, was said to have already been skinned alive.
Although he was now extremely thin with prominent cheekbones, his nonchalant and roguish air remained undiminished. He took off his sunglasses and whistled at Su Yue.
"Sister-in-law, welcome to the battlefield of carnage."
Su Yue opened the car door, threw her luggage into the back seat, and moved as swiftly as a veteran.
"A battlefield?" Su Yue sat in the passenger seat, glanced at him, and said, "I'm here to turn it into an amusement park."
Qin Zheng was taken aback, then burst into loud laughter, a laugh so loud it shook the heavens and earth, drawing the attention of passersby.
"Good! You've got guts!" Qin Zheng slammed on the gas, and the Jeep, like a roaring beast, charged into the rolling traffic of Beijing. "Old Gu is 'reasoning' with the garrison area right now. If we go there now, we can catch a good show!"
What play?
"That woman Lin Ruolan, along with her father who's a vice minister, went to 'pressure' Gu Beichen." Qin Zheng sneered, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. "She said she wanted to transfer Gu Beiyu back from Hainan Island and make Gu Beichen sign a document relinquishing his inheritance rights. Otherwise, she'd investigate your background."
Su Yue watched the red walls and green tiles rushing past the window, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.
Investigate thoroughly?
Perfect.
She had the official document about the Lin Group's investment in her bag, along with a handwritten letter from Elder Li of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, which she was worried about having nowhere to display.
"Drive faster," Su Yue said calmly.
"Alright! Hold on tight!"
The jeep streaked across Chang'an Avenue, a green lightning bolt, heading straight for the garrison compound.
A grand show is about to begin.
The sandstorms of Beijing were left far behind, and the moist sea breeze from Hainan Island, carrying its unique salty and fishy smell, swept over us.
Two weeks later.
A dark green military jeep, kicking up clouds of yellow dust, stopped in front of the Gu family's courtyard.
The car door opened, and a foot wearing a black combat boot stepped out.
Gu Beichen did not go directly into the house, but stood by the car and straightened his collar.
He wasn't wearing his regular uniform today; instead, he had changed into a crisp, new military dress uniform.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the coconut trees, falling directly on the epaulets on his shoulders.
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