Chapter 55 Caught Red-Handed
Zhang Cui's purpose in getting the bicycle back was not just to confiscate Lin Dahai's means of transportation, but to go to the county town to find Lin Shuhong and get the money back.
Lin Dahai just gave her the money yesterday; Lin Shuhong wouldn't be leaving so soon.
Considering the distance from Xinjiang to Henan Province, Lin Shuhong's departure was equivalent to immigration.
Lin Shuhong's belongings need to be dealt with, and tickets need to be bought; these are all matters that definitely cannot be completed in one or two days.
Zhang Cui rode her bicycle back to the factory for her night shift, eager to get to the county town as soon as she finished her shift.
At home, Song Lubai, her face bruised and swollen with red antiseptic, was sitting at the table revising and polishing her article. There were also many newspapers and quotations on the table.
Song Lubai worked in the publicity office for a few months and wrote several articles. In the end, someone else took her articles, revised and polished them, added a lot of quotes, and successfully published them.
There are three articles in total. She wrote 90% of the content in each article, and the other party edited and polished the remaining 10%.
The difference lies in those quotes and those straightforward praises and eulogies that give her goosebumps.
Of course, she had to admit that the revised and polished article looked more sophisticated than hers.
She didn't see the first time someone plagiarized her article, since she hadn't yet developed the habit of reading newspapers.
By the time she discovered it, the other party had already plagiarized and published three articles. Everyone in the office was praising the plagiarist, saying that he was indeed a skilled writer, able to publish every article he wrote, and that he really brought honor to the office.
Song Lubai also thought the other party was very capable, but when she read her articles in the newspaper, she immediately noticed something was wrong.
She accused the other party of plagiarism, but no one in the office believed her because the other party had already published many articles before she joined the company.
Song Lubai went to see her supervisor, who then reprimanded her.
In a moment of impulse, she quit her job.
Not long after she resigned, she regretted it. She realized that she hadn't done anything wrong, and by leaving, she had actually helped the other party.
She left like a deserter, as if admitting she had done something wrong.
There are many newspapers in the neighborhood office, and the ones on her table are the ones she brings back every day. She has read and pondered most of the articles in them.
Now she knows very well what kind of articles are most likely to be submitted, and she is working towards that goal when revising and polishing.
The detestable Director Wang occupied two lines in her article, with his words listed above. Although it seemed trivial, reading the whole thing would definitely make one wonder how someone could be so lacking in awareness.
Director Wang just didn't like her and made her do a lot of extra work, trying to make her uncomfortable every day. But what really disgusted her was that Director Wang never considered things from the perspective of female colleagues.
Shen Lingyu's case is just one example. In this era where divorce is shameful, many women who suffer in marriage and are in a weaker position will not have the courage to ask for a divorce unless they are truly unable to continue the marriage.
Director Wang has blocked all their paths; she has no empathy whatsoever, only her own selfish motives and sense of superiority.
After she was satisfied with the revisions, she copied two more pages.
She plans to cast a wide net and submit applications to several newspapers.
Zhang Cui was exhausted after working all night in the workshop, but she was very excited because the four hundred yuan seemed like a big piece of fat meat hanging in front of her.
She would never allow Lin Shuhong to take away the meat that belonged to her family.
When Zhang Cui arrived in the county town, she first went to find her older sister, Zhang Lan. Coincidentally, Zhang Lan was on vacation today and was preparing to go to the city to deal with Lin Dahai.
After listening to Zhang Cui's explanation, Zhang Lan rolled up her sleeves, turned around and shouted into the room, "Get up, all of you!"
When Zhang Cui went down to the county town, she rode her bicycle as fast as she could. When she arrived, the sun had just risen, and people in every household were not yet fully awake.
Zhang Lan's eldest son: "What's wrong, Mom?"
Second son: "What's wrong? Why are you shouting so loudly?"
The eldest grandson, who peeked out, called out to Zhang Cui first, then asked, "Auntie, who bullied you?"
Zhang Lan looked at the room full of men and said in a strong voice, "Those who are at work today, go to work. Those who have nothing to do, come with me to help your aunt get the money that belongs to her. Get your hands dirty and get ready."
Zhang Lan, with her husband wearing a coat, asked, "And what about me?"
Zhang Lan looked at his thin, hunched figure and curled her lips in disdain, "Go do what you're supposed to do."
Zhang Lan felt that her man's style of dress lacked any intimidating power when taken out in public.
Song Lubai's uncle felt wronged, but dared not disobey.
Song Lubai's uncle said to Zhang Cui, "Little sister, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that your sister looks down on me."
Zhang Cui waved her hand dismissively and said, "It really wouldn't do you any good even if you went."
The man, who had been stabbed again, went back to his house in frustration.
Five men with an average height of over 1.7 meters, plus Zhang Lan and Zhang Cui, a total of seven people, walked sideways on the street and completely blocked the way.
"Auntie, how big of a deal are you going to do? There are a lot of us, it's not worth it if the amount is small. Don't scare that person so much that they won't dare to leave the house."
Zhang Cui: "Lin Dahai secretly gave all of my family's savings to his eldest son, about four hundred yuan. It's up to you today."
Upon hearing the amount, Zhang Lan gasped, "How dare he! I'm going back with you today, and I'll teach him a lesson if I don't!"
Zhang Cui, now fully conscious, said, "Let's get this money back first."
When the group arrived at Lin Shuhong's house, they happened to run into Lin Shuhong and Lin Jinyao leaving the house. Lin Shuhong was also carrying a large sack on her back.
The way the father and daughter were about to leave made Zhang Cui feel scared. Luckily, she arrived early, otherwise Lin Dahai would have run away with the money.
When Lin Shuhong saw Zhang Cui leading so many people to block him, his expression changed slightly, and his attitude became rather unfriendly. "What are you doing here?"
Zhang Lan was like a firecracker, saying, "You have the nerve to ask us what we're doing here? Your dad gave you over four hundred yuan, how could you accept it? Hand over the money, or you won't be leaving today."
Lin Shuhong said with a stern face, "That was given to me by my father. What right do you have to take it back?"
With the support of the crowd, Zhang Cui retorted, "You shameless thing! Your father secretly gave you that money behind my back. That money was half of my salary. He gave it to you behind my back. Do you want me to recount how much money you've spent on me since you got married all these years?"
“I’m telling you this, you’re not leaving today unless you hand over the money.”
Lin Shuhong didn't want to spend a single penny of the money that was already in her pocket.
His father came to give him money yesterday to curry favor, and he reluctantly accepted it after putting on a show for Lin Dahai. But it's impossible not to be happy about receiving such a large sum of money.
With money in my pocket, I'll have ample funds to settle down in Xinjiang province.
He no longer cared about the whispers and pointing fingers of his neighbors. Anyway, he was leaving, and who would recognize him after he left?
But with seven men watching him intently, he had no chance of escaping.
He argued logically: "You said it yourself, you only own half of the family savings, so I can only pay you back half at most."
Zhang Lan rolled her eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? You're already married and have your own salary. Your dad still has to support your two younger brothers. Your dad isn't dead yet, and it's not time to divide the inheritance. It's not appropriate for you to take this money now. Give me back every single penny, or you're not leaving."
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