They did all these things voluntarily, and Secretary Wang didn't feel the need to bring them up to claim credit.
The driver patted his mouth and said, "I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense."
As long as the anti-sale of blueprints proceeds smoothly, what does their little bit of food matter?
Fan Xiaofan took out two compressed biscuits from his pocket and handed them to the two of them. Secretary Wang asked in surprise, "These are compressed rations? I ate them when I was on the battlefield..."
He took a bite and couldn't help but say, "Wow, this tastes so good! It's rich in milk flavor and so sweet."
His gaze fell on Fan Xiaofan with a hint of inquiry. The compressed rations he had eaten when he went to the battlefield, whether they were military supplies or spoils of war, should not be something that Fan Xiaofan should have.
As a confidential secretary, he was aware of many things. Currently, the research on compressed rations in Beidu had only yielded four types of dry sweet and salty biscuits, mixed grain biscuits, compressed broad bean cakes, and corn cakes for military supplies. These were far inferior to the compressed rations of other capitalist countries, and the people were reluctant to eat them. When on missions, they preferred to eat fried noodles to save these rations.
The milky flavor I have now tastes more like something from abroad.
"Back in our day, having fried noodles was considered a good life..."
As Secretary Wang spoke, his eyes gleamed with vigilance, and his hand was already reaching for his waistband.
Fan Xiaofan knew what fried noodles were. They weren't the oily noodles with eggs, sausages, meat, and vegetables that you see now. They were dry noodles with just a little salt powder, so that every bite would stick to your throat and mouth.
Fan Xiaofan noticed Secretary Wang's actions and knew that Secretary Wang had become suspicious of her, but this was a flaw she deliberately revealed.
This is the only step she has to take.
She was too careless when she first came to this world. She was used to having plenty of fish and meat in her previous life, so she didn't think that compressed biscuits were particularly valuable.
So, she used the money to make a deal with a middle-aged woman in the small county town, and then gave it to the village chief's family when she arrived at Xiangyang Brigade...
She knew this when President Xu took her to Shuncheng to verify her identity. She knew that what she had hastily presented could become "evidence" of her crimes if not handled properly.
Therefore, she had made preparations in advance, and she had to legalize the existence of these things.
Fan Xiaofan's palms were sweating nervously. She was naturally not one of those people with special missions, but her background was somewhat special and inexplicable. However, if some things cannot be explained clearly, she would be directly judged as a "bad element".
As if she had no idea that Secretary Wang's gun would be pointed at her the next moment, she asked in confusion, "I don't remember anything from before. When I was awake, I found myself in Qingcheng. But I was lucky. Someone stole my steamed buns. I chased after them and wandered around. I actually found some food in one place... There are only a few pieces left now. Let's share them."
Fan Xiaofan and Fu Weidong had already rehearsed their statements about this matter. The place she mentioned was the doghouse where Fu Weidong had hidden for several days.
Before the house fell into ruin, the family appeared to be wealthy. They were said to have done business with foreigners, and they had some spare food stored in their home, which did not arouse suspicion.
Secretary Wang's mind raced. He loosened his grip slightly on his waistband and said with a smile, "Then I'm really benefiting from your kindness. These are much easier-to-digest grains than cornbread. My half-cornbread got me some good stuff in return..."
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