Chapter 2432: Still No Rain

In just a few minutes, Huang Yongjun quickly completed everything, restored the drawer to its original state, and ensured no traces were left behind. Then, he carefully checked everything again by the faint light outside the window, confirming that everything had been restored to its original state.

After completing all this, Huang Yongjun quickly dashed to the door, carefully opened a crack, and looked outside. Zhao Qianshan was standing outside the door, and after seeing him, nodded slightly to signal.

Seeing this, Huang Yongjun didn't delay, slipped out of the door. Zhao Qianshan quickly reached out, closed the door, and locked it. The whole process was done in one go, and the two cooperated quite tacitly without making a sound.

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled, walking toward the stairs in a swaggering manner. They looked very calm on the surface, as if nothing had happened, but they were very nervous in their hearts. Sun Gang, who was responsible for keeping watch at the stairs, let out a long sigh of relief as soon as he saw them come out, and the heart he had been holding up was finally put down.

The three returned to the duty room smoothly. Huang Yongjun's body, which had been tense all along, finally relaxed completely, like a deflated ball. It wasn't that his psychological quality wasn't good, but that this matter was too big.

He was the director of the Security Department, using his position to design and frame the factory leader. Just this one point was enough for him to be imprisoned and eat prison food for a few years.

Because framing and slandering are different, there is a world of difference in law. Framing mainly refers to intentionally framing others through means such as fabricating facts and forging evidence, infringing on others' personal rights. While slandering focuses on damaging others' reputations through methods such as spreading false information.

Framing is an extremely vicious act, which is to fabricate criminal facts about others in order to achieve the goal of having them suffer criminal prosecution. While slandering is to fabricate false facts that damage others' reputations, the purpose of which is to destroy others' reputations.

It can be said that the guilt brought by framing is extremely serious, not to mention that the factory party secretary was framed this time, and the circumstances are definitely very vicious. Once this matter is exposed, then everyone involved, no one can run, and all have to go in and sing "Prison Window Tears."

Huang Yongjun took out a cigarette and lit it, threw the remaining half pack of cigarettes to Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang, then took a deep puff, exhaled the smoke slowly, stared at Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang, and said in a low voice.

"Regarding tonight's matter, you should be very clear about what the consequences will be if it leaks out, right?"

Zhao Qianshan nodded hurriedly and said: "Director, don't worry, even if I talk in my sleep, I will definitely not talk about this matter."

Sun Gang also hurriedly echoed: "I don't have the habit of talking in my sleep, if I do, I definitely won't even sleep at night!"

Huang Yongjun didn't say anything more, just smoked one puff after another. Time passed minute by minute, until the cigarette in Huang Yongjun's hand was finished, he threw the butt on the ground, stepped on it fiercely, and then stood up slowly.

"I'm going back first."

Huang Yongjun walked toward the door. When he reached the door, he reached out and gripped the doorknob, ready to open the door, when he suddenly turned his head and swept a torch-like gaze over Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang.

"Remember, you must bury tonight's matter in your stomach." Huang Yongjun's voice was low, carrying an indescribable sense of oppression: "In addition, before overthrowing Zhou Andong, everyone damn well quit drinking."

Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang were a bit dissatisfied when they heard that they weren't allowed to drink. They opened their mouths subconsciously, wanting to argue a few words, but when their vision met Huang Yongjun's cold eyes, all the words were like being strangled by an invisible force, and they were stifled back hard.

Seeing this, Huang Yongjun frowned slightly, the coldness in his eyes becoming more intense, as if it could penetrate people's souls, making people shudder. His voice became lower, and that sense of oppression that made people unable to ignore became more obvious: "Didn't hear my words?"

Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang shuddered, and hurriedly responded in unison: "Heard!"

Huang Yongjun nodded with satisfaction, pressed the doorknob down, opened the door, and walked out of the duty room, leaving Zhao Qianshan and Sun Gang looking at each other, feeling a bit uneasy in their hearts.

The lights in the factory area were exceptionally bright, illuminating the entire factory area like daylight. Huang Yongjun stood downstairs at the factory office building, looking up at the gloomy sky, and a burst of irritability surged in his heart for no reason. This sweltering weather, even at midnight, still had no coolness, making people feel exceptionally oppressed.

He took a deep breath of the sweltering air, but only felt his chest becoming more and more stuffy, as if a ball of fire was burning, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn, what kind of ghost weather, it's already midnight, and it's still sweltering."

August 13, 1994, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Saturday!

Zhou Andong got up in the morning and stood at the door looking at the sky. The cloud layer was not as thick as yesterday, and light was faintly visible, but it was still overcast.

"Sister Zhao, have you checked the weather forecast?"

Sister Zhao, who was responsible for the cleaning of the fourth courtyard, was sweeping the yard. Hearing Zhou Andong's question, she straightened her waist and said: "Checked, there's no rain today, the temperature is 34 degrees."

Zhou Andong nodded, preparing to go to the front for a turn, to see the progress of the project, and whether the pipes had been delivered. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Gu Bing shout from behind.

"Dongzi!"

Zhou Andong turned around, looked at Gu Bing who was yawning while walking, and asked with a smile: "What time did you come back last night, how was the situation, was the one who climbed onto your bed a beauty or an ugly woman?"

Gu Bing walked over swaying: "Do you have cigarettes, give me one first."

Zhou Andong took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it to Gu Bing: "Do you want me to light it for you?"

"No need, I have a lighter myself." Gu Bing took out a lighter from his pocket, lowered his head to light the cigarette, and then said with great emotion: "That woman last night wasn't just pretty, but very pretty."

Zhou Andong blinked: "You kid didn't turn the fake into reality, did you?"

Gu Bing said unhappily: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong didn't give Gu Bing any face: "You are too much that kind of person, I really don't believe that a woman so pretty climbed onto your bed, and you didn't do anything. Of course, if your second brother has a disease, I would definitely believe you didn't do anything."

"..."

Gu Bing was silent for a moment, then snorted: "Believe it or not."

Zhou Andong gave a silly laugh: "This matter was arranged by Big Brother Zuo, whether you turned the fake into reality, he definitely knows, I'll ask him."

"You ask Zhang the Second Fool, can he have the truth?" Gu Bing was a bit anxious, he could know with his toes that if Zhou Andong asked, Zhang Zuo would definitely edit him.

Zhou Andong looked at Gu Bing, full of doubt: "Why do I think you're a bit guilty?"

"What do I have to be guilty about?" Gu Bing took a fierce puff of the cigarette: "That Zhang the Second Fool has to find something to do even if there's nothing, if you ask him, it would be strange if you could get the truth."

Zhou Andong couldn't help but laugh again: "The more you say that, the more I feel there's a problem, I really have to ask Zhang Zuo."

"You love to ask whoever!" Gu Bing walked toward the front: "I have a clear conscience, as long as I'm worthy of Huilin."

"Anxious, anxious!" Zhou Andong chased after him happily: "Since you have a clear conscience, what are you anxious about?"

"When was I anxious?" Gu Bing said with a dark face: "I am stating facts to you."

Looking at Gu Bing with a dark face, Zhou Andong grinned and laughed, but didn't tease him anymore: "I'm going out for a turn, are you going?"

"Go!" Gu Bing looked at the time: "It's only a little past six, it's too early to eat, going out for a turn, breathing the morning air is quite good."