"Dong dong dong," Brigade Commander Lei personally led three large trucks, banging gongs and drums, to present Zheng Ya with a banner.
The banners stood on either side of two soldiers, each holding one hand high, fluttering in the wind as the truck drove by.
The convoy led a large crowd of onlookers who cheered as they followed it.
They happened to run into Hu Donglai and his three companions.
Qian Mingliang glanced at the banner and saw the inscription: "Congratulations to Comrade Zheng Ya! Your pioneering work in establishing a new crop planting base benefits the country and the people, and contributes to the military's national defense cause. Your contributions are for the present and for future generations!"
Shocked, dumbfounded, and filled with regret, Qian Mingliang slapped himself hard across the face, then lowered his head and walked forward amidst the jeers of passersby.
He became desolate, exuding a sense of sadness.
This sent chills down the spine of Hu Donglai, who was following behind him.
After walking through three streets, Hu Donglai turned towards Liutiao Hutong and said, "Classmates, you go back to school first. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"Hmph," Qian Mingliang and the others sneered and ignored him.
Hu Donglai didn't care at all. He cautiously observed the crowd on the street and only went into the courtyard at No. 17, Sixth Alley after making sure no one was paying attention to him.
The elderly couple in the courtyard looked at him as he walked in, dressed like a beggar, and sneered, "You're really a good-for-nothing!"
"Hey you two, would it kill you to stop making sarcastic remarks?" Hu Donglai got angry when he saw the disgusting faces of the gray-haired old man and the old woman.
We're all returnees from overseas, so why are they the ones who can rely on their age and enjoy life while I'm the only one working hard abroad and not even getting any appreciation?
The old man stroked his white beard and warned, "Those people over there are pressing for your life. Don't forget your loved ones are still in their hands..."
“Aren’t your children also in their hands?” Hu Donglai went to the well in the courtyard to draw water for washing. A middle-aged deaf-mute man handed him a Zhongshan suit, so he stepped aside to watch.
The old man was so angry that he blew his beard: "Young Hu, talking nonsense won't solve anything."
You should know that North America is finished, but South America is pressing hard.
They repeatedly ordered us to obtain the high-quality crop and medicinal herb seeds that Zheng Ya had promoted.
"Furthermore, we need to ascertain Zheng Ya's abilities so that our people over there can target him and seize the opportunity to kill him..."
"Is all you, Old Xing, is you? You're all talk."
"If you're so capable, then go and do it! Talk is cheap. You expect me to figure out Zheng Ya's background all by myself? You must be dreaming!" Hu Donglai gritted his teeth in anger. After washing, he threw the white towel in front of Old Xing, splashing water droplets everywhere.
Old Xing endured the humiliation of the water droplets soaking him and sneered: "Little Hu, we have different roles. You can't talk to me if you want to shirk responsibility."
I will only contact the people over there periodically. As for what they do to your family after they find out you're not in office, that's none of my business.
"Stop spouting nonsense."
"I just want to know how you're going to help me find out Zheng Ya's background, and even kill him!" Hu Donglai now only wanted Zheng Ya dead, and all his problems would be solved.
However, Zheng Ya is not only incredibly strong, with no one able to defeat him, but he also has bodyguards assigned by his superiors, making it extremely difficult to get close to him. Therefore, dealing with Zheng Ya would be very challenging.
Old Xing pulled a bottle out of his pocket: "This is chemical powder. Just a tiny bit can cause someone to suffocate and die, with no cause of death determined."
The people over there went to great lengths to send you this aid. Please make good use of this medicine powder. Take it.
"Well, this is a good thing, but how can I use this deadly powder on Zheng Ya?" Hu Donglai calmed his anger, walked closer to him, sat down, and asked.
This bottle of medicine is burning hot to the touch!
Old Xing thought for a moment before speaking: "Originally, our plan was to poison Zheng Ya's sister, Zheng Xiaoya, to provoke Zheng Ya into going to Hongxing Junior High School."
This would allow us to ambush and assassinate Zheng Ya in advance.
But that would alert Zheng Ya, and if we failed to kill him, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven for us to ambush and kill him again.
Therefore, this opportunity will be put on hold for now and kept as a backup.
You need to find a way to coerce the interns sent to the planting base by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences into drugging Zheng Ya.
"It's because Zheng Ya and his master hurt the United States so badly that they're determined to kill him."
"Okay, I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, we'll switch to the second option." Hu Donglai felt much better now, picked up the medicine bottle, and got up to leave.
At this moment, Zheng Ya received a banner personally delivered by Brigade Commander Lei. Facing the crowd that filled the main street of the planting base, he smiled helplessly and said, "Thank you for the recognition from the superiors and the troops."
All staff at our planting base will continue their efforts, determined to create more new varieties of vegetables and grains for the country and its people.
We will repay the country and the people with tangible results.
We hope our country will become prosperous and strong as soon as possible. A prosperous nation and a strong people are our inescapable responsibility; let us strive together!
The crowd and the military personnel responded with enthusiastic applause.
Director Wang led the cheers, inspiring a huge response from the public and creating a wave of enthusiasm.
Having finally shaken off the crowd's adoration, Brigade Commander Lei followed Zheng Ya back to the courtyard house: "Little Zheng, look, we've brought three cars. We can't go back empty-handed and embarrass your planting base, can we?"
"Haha, you really have the nerve to say that?" Zheng Ya laughed in anger. One car delivering the banner would be flashy enough, why send three cars?
They clearly had ill intentions!
Brigade Commander Lei, far from being ashamed, was actually proud: "Little Zheng, Yanyun's pregnancy symptoms are quite severe, you see..."
"I can't watch it, you should find someone else." Zheng Ya almost spat the Da Hong Pao tea she was drinking onto his face. Did he have no shame?
Helping someone turns into blackmail?
Commander Lei rubbed his itchy nose and laughed, "Little Zheng, I just thought you had good living conditions, didn't I?"
This is good for pregnant women. Look, I had Yanyun move here to rest and prepare for childbirth..."
"Are you satisfied with these three heavy industrial vehicles?" Zheng Ya couldn't stand his shameless tactics, so he threw something at him.
Isn't it all about heavy industrial equipment?
There are plenty of those things.
Commander Lei jumped up in surprise and said, "Haha, I knew Xiao Zheng would get along with me."
I don't need much, just give me the equipment for a production line of anti-aircraft rockets.
I'm not greedy...
"Haha, you call that not being greedy? How much equipment would be considered greedy?" Zheng Ya knew that he only dared to ask for equipment after applying for approval from his superiors, so he had learned his lesson.
But he wanted too much.
Commander Lei chuckled and said, "The higher command instructed us to run the factory well, consolidate our air defense efforts, and strive to prevent any enemy aircraft from entering our airspace."
You're saying I'm just following orders from above? Is that too much to ask?
"I know that the country's air defense capabilities are weak."
"I just don't know what kind of heavy industrial production line you want?" Zheng Ya began to retaliate.
Are you kidding me? They've taken all of North America's military equipment!
It has a wide variety of products.
They have everything from missile production lines to anti-aircraft gun production lines.
There's also a fighter jet production line; everything you could want.
Commander Lei was dumbfounded and didn't understand how to ask for benefits: "Hehe, Xiao Zheng, can you explain this to me first?"
"Ha, why don't you let a military expert with foresight handle the talks?" Zheng Ya wasn't buying it, and Brigade Commander Lei was getting anxious, pacing around the room trying to come up with a solution...
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