Su Jianguo hesitated for a moment, but finally solemnly signed his name and address at the end of both letters.
He knew the risks of making a real-name report, but he was even more aware that anonymous letters often went unanswered.
"Comrade, these two letters, one is for the Railway Bureau's Discipline Inspection Commission, and the other is for the Market Supervision Administration."
Su Jianguo handed the letter to the post office worker, his voice firm.
The staff member looked up and glanced at him.
"Registered mail?"
"Yes, register."
Su Jianguo nodded.
Registered mail has a tracking number throughout its delivery process, allowing you to check its status. It must be signed for upon receipt.
If mail is sent by regular mail without a tracking number, it is simply dropped into the mailbox and its whereabouts cannot be traced, making it easy for the letter to disappear.
As he walked out of the post office, Su Jianguo checked his watch; it was already 12:30 pm.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.
The whistleblower letter has been sent out; now we just have to wait for the results.
However, Su Jianguo underestimated the power of Deputy District Chief Liu in Beijing.
At 3:00 PM, in the office of Deputy District Chief Liu in the Sijiu District Government Building.
"District Chief Liu, these are two letters we received today; you might find them interesting."
Secretary Xiao Wang respectfully placed the two envelopes on the large desk.
Deputy District Head Liu was reviewing documents and asked without looking up.
"What letter?"
"It's a whistleblower letter, about... Mr. Ma."
Xiao Wang lowered his voice.
Deputy District Chief Liu then raised his head, squinted at the envelope.
When he saw the signature "Su Jianguo," a cold smile crept onto his lips.
"interesting."
He slowly opened the first letter, quickly glanced at its contents, and his expression became increasingly amused.
"This Su Jianguo has some nerve."
Xiao Wang stood aside, not daring to utter a sound.
After reading the two letters, Deputy District Chief Liu gently placed them back on the table, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the mahogany desk.
"Xiao Wang, do you think Su Jianguo is being too naive?"
Deputy District Chief Liu suddenly smiled.
"Does he think he can bring me down by writing two whistleblower letters?"
"District Chief Liu, should we... teach him a lesson?"
Xiao Wang asked tentatively.
Deputy District Head Liu waved his hand.
"No rush. Harmony brings wealth."
A glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"I'd like to see what tricks this Su Jianguo can pull."
He picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.
"Old Li, I have a self-employed individual here named Su Jianguo...yes, the one from Dongdan Market...um, I received the complaint letter against him...no need, don't do anything to him yet..."
After hanging up the phone, Deputy District Head Liu said to his secretary.
"Deliver these two letters intact to Su Jian's home. Tell him that I, Liu, have received his 'greetings.'"
Xiao Wang stared in surprise.
"Is this...appropriate?"
"What's wrong with it?"
Deputy District Chief Liu sneered.
"Let him know that in Beijing, some things are beyond the control of a small-time merchant like him. Also, tell him I'm giving him three days to consider my proposal."
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Su Jianguo was repairing a bicycle chain in the yard, his hands covered in oil.
Wang Xiulan was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and wisps of smoke were rising from the chimney.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.
Who is it?
Su Jianguo wiped his hands and went to open the door.
A young man in a Zhongshan suit stood outside the door, expressionless.
"Excuse me, are you Comrade Su Jianguo?"
"I am."
Su Jianguo's heart tightened, thinking that someone from above had received the letter and come down to investigate.
But then I thought, it probably won't be that fast.
"This is something District Chief Liu asked me to give to you."
The young man handed over two familiar envelopes.
He said, "Please think it over carefully."
Su Jianguo took the envelope, his fingers trembling slightly.
That was the letter of complaint he sent out at noon; it even had the postmark still on it.
"District Chief Liu also said..."
The young man continued.
"I'll give you three days. I hope to hear good news from you then."
After saying that, the young man turned and left, leaving Su Jianguo standing at the door, holding the two returned complaint letters in his hand.
"Who is the boss?"
Wang Xiulan peeked out from the kitchen.
Su Jianguo took a deep breath, turned around and walked back into the courtyard.
"Nothing, just delivering a message."
Wang Xiulan saw the envelope in his hand and asked curiously.
"What letter?"
Su Jianguo hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell his wife the truth.
He handed the envelope to Wang Xiulan.
"The complaint letters I sent to the railway bureau and the market supervision bureau at noon were returned. It was sent by that Deputy District Head Liu who delivered them."
When Wang Xiulan opened the envelope, her face turned deathly pale.
"This...how is this possible? How could Deputy District Chief Liu..."
"His influence in Beijing is greater than I imagined."
Su Jianguo's voice was low and deep.
"The whistleblower letter was intercepted as soon as it was sent out."
Wang Xiulan's hands began to tremble.
"Honey, let's... let's just forget about it. Seventy percent is better than..."
"no!"
Su Jianguo interrupted her decisively.
"If you back down now, you'll never be able to hold your head up high again."
He walked to the center of the courtyard, looked up at the darkening sky, and his eyes shone with determination.
"Since the official channels are blocked, don't blame me for using other methods."
Wang Xiulan looked at her husband in horror.
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