Chapter 13

"Qin Miao, you bastard, all of this, is it all your doing on purpose?" Niu Guishan suddenly realized, shouting hoarsely.

"No, no, I didn't! Reporter comrade, the confession you just filmed, can you keep it confidential…?" Qin Miao hurriedly asked the male reporter.

"Of course not, such a sordid matter must be made known to the entire nation!"

Qin Miao, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go; I curse your Qin family to never be reborn forever! Niu Guishan also started cursing.

Reporters have arrived; this matter now has no room for maneuver, especially in the confession letter, which, following Qin Miao's demand, clearly wrote down everything they did—this is no confession letter, it's clearly a self‑incrimination!

"Two reporter comrades, although they impersonated me, they never actually got into university; this matter must absolutely not be exposed!" Qin Miao also became anxious.

"Repaying resentment with virtue—how to repay virtue?" the female reporter said: "Qin Miao classmate, you've seen how they treated you, right? People like this surely have done countless bad deeds in recent years; their hearts are black! They must be exposed so the whole nation can condemn them!"

Suddenly, a foul smell wafted out; several people looked at Niu Qiang, who had gone limp in his chair—this guy is really cowardly, huh?

"Section Chief Du, these three will become a nationwide negative example!" the female reporter covered her nose and spoke again: "We must keep an eye on them, await the people's judgment—these three must not run away! We're taking our leave now!"

Countless "grass mud horses" floated above Du Yongfei's head—this matter should never have been interfered with; it should have been sent straight to the superior authority that day! Out of respect for an old comrade-in-arms, I wanted to help these few people, turning a big issue into a small one, then making the small issue disappear, but I never expected…

"You worms in socialist skyscrapers, trash among the people—you should have been cleared out long ago!" the male reporter pointed at the heads of the Niu family trio, cursed a few sentences, then strode out; only after stepping outside did he finally breathe, having held his breath against that stench just now.

"Comrades, don't go, let's discuss further…" Qin Miao anxiously, guiltily, and remorsefully chased after the two reporters as they left.

Several people went down the stairs to the office area of the Fourth Department; Zhou Ding came forward to greet them: "Reporter comrades, you've worked hard today—come in and rest a while!"

Inside the office, Zhou Ding personally brewed tea and placed it before the two reporters: "Impersonating someone to enter university is an extremely heinous act! I hope you can expose this wickedness and give Qin Miao classmate justice!"

"Professor Zhou, really no need… I'm afraid of retaliation from those behind them! My father still works at the factory—giving him petty shoes would be fine, but I fear they might strike a deadly blow from behind!"

Qin Miao's tone was low, his voice trembling.

Seeing Qin Miao's worried look, the female reporter said: "Qin Miao classmate, don't be afraid—no matter who stands behind those few people, they can't protect them! As for retaliation… once the leaders of Qingshan Machinery Factory arrive, we'll interview them too!"

"Mm, rest assured—this matter will surely attract nationwide attention; they won't dare retaliate!" the male reporter echoed: "We'll contact reporters in the Capital and go to Qingshan Machinery Factory for an interview, to see who dares to jump out from behind!"

"Reporter comrades, you've worked hard; it's so late, let me treat you to a meal…"

"No thanks, we're heading back—we need to write the story quickly and aim for tomorrow's front‑page headline!" The female reporter gulped down her tea, then stood up.

At the main building entrance, watching the two reporters' retreating backs, Qin Miao knew this time it was completely secured!

He also didn't know what backing Niu Guishan had behind him, or whether it would affect the handling at Ha Gong Da; but since they've already broken ties this time, he must crush the Niu family completely!

Impersonating someone to enter university is tantamount to destroying that person's entire life! Such people deserve to die! My case this time will spread nationwide, making those who hold power and likewise want to put their children into university via fraud restrain themselves—this can also be counted as my contribution to the era!

Therefore, Qin Miao entrusted Zhou Ding to find reporters, first interviewing on campus; wandering outside this main building, seeing himself standing before the Security Section window meant the three's confession letter was already written, then they would come in to gather evidence, and tomorrow it would appear in the paper!

The best way to protect oneself and uphold justice is not to follow procedures, but to thrust this matter into the media! One must rely on reporters to protect oneself and one's father!

Now, this matter has no chance of turning around; the Niu family's power can sway what gets published in Xinhua newspaper—so how could they still fraudulently enter any university!

Next comes the second matter: pushing my father into the director position at Qingshan Machinery Factory! Taking advantage of the factory's visitors this time, we'll handle it together… but how exactly should we do it?

"Old Zhou!" just then a voice sounded: "Your project has already borne fruit, right? Next we need to let Qin Miao go to me—this is a gentleman's agreement, Qin Miao, let's go!"

Director Lu Yongping has arrived!

This afternoon Qin Miao was very busy—not only did he find reporters, he also printed out the computer's calculation results and combined them with the previously written materials into a perfect report; Director Lu knew about these, so it was inconvenient to come earlier, and only after seeing the reporters leave did he approach.

Seeing him, Qin Miao suddenly had a flash of insight: the plan to help his father rise must be placed in the Mechanical Department! Thus, Qin Miao turned to Zhou Ding.

"Professor Zhou, today during the day Director Lu also helped me a lot—he's an old classmate of Niu Guishan, yet he firmly stood on my side and cleared my name; therefore… I must help the Mechanical Department with this favor."

Zhou Ding nodded: "Mm, go ahead—remember, you're a member of our Fourth Department! After you finish helping over there, come back to our Fourth Department!"

"Mm. Qin Miao, let's go!"

Director Lu Yongping eagerly led Qin Miao to the Mechanical Department, walking and introducing: "Qin Miao, our project is actually simple—it's just question six on the exam paper; I see you want to process it with a CNC machine tool and also write a program—how do you know about CNC machine tools?"

"In 1958, Huaxing University and the Capital's First Machine Tool Factory collaborated, successfully developing our country's first CNC machine tool—though at the time it used a linear interpolation vacuum‑tube control system; later they successively produced transistor‑based CNC machine tools and integrated‑circuit CNC machine tools, which we have in our factory's archives."

"That's right, they've done it, but our Ha Gong Da is no less capable—we've already converted one of our ordinary machine tools into a CNC machine tool using a Z80 microcomputer; we just… aren't proficient in the control program."

The computer science department's teachers have only just begun learning to write programs, while the mechanical department's teachers haven't even touched them yet! This time, for a key national defense project, the higher authorities specially allocated a Z80 microcomputer to them, and the computer science side doesn't even know about it.

Seeing Qin Miao write a program to process date‑stone bombs, Director Lu felt moved to cherish talent; upon hearing that the computer science department wanted to hire Qin Miao as a part‑time instructor, his feeling became even more urgent.

However… he restrained himself, waiting for Director Lu's project there to finish before coming over.

"All right, I can give it a try, but whether it succeeds… I can't guarantee."

"There will definitely be no problem!"

In the flat‑room workshop of the Mechanical Department's Metal Cutting Teaching and Research Section behind the electromechanical building, after Qin Miao entered he saw a group of students and teachers loitering around the reformed CNC machine tool.

"Everyone, students and teachers, please make way—I've brought in a professional!"

Everyone looked up, staring at Qin Miao, who was absurdly young.

"Director Lu, we're busy over here! Don't come stir up trouble, okay?" said the project leader, the elderly professor Yuan Zhejing of the Metal Cutting Teaching and Research Office, frowning.

"Exactly, where did this kid pop out of some backwater? Did he even finish middle school?" Professor Yuan's student Tian Chun Guang gave a contemptuous glance.

Lu Yongping's face fell.