Chapter 630: IOU

During the three-year famine, He Yuzhu took care of this person and that person, giving away all the food he had brought back from abroad. He simply did not believe that after doing so much, there would still be people blind enough to come and target him.

Yet the investigation came anyway. Early the next morning, he was taken into a conference room at the guesthouse.

A middle-aged Cadre slammed a stack of materials onto the table in front of him with a "thud" and said in a deep voice, "Comrade He Yuzhu, give an honest account of everything you have done over these years."

"What is your surname?" He Yuzhu asked with a smile.

"My surname is Zhang."

"Comrade Zhang, if you have something to say, say it directly. Don't use these vague words to deal with me; it's useless."

"I told you to speak, so speak! Why all the nonsense!" One wearing glasses slammed the table hard.

"Fine, I'll say it myself. I was nine years old when I killed my first little devil, because two devils wanted to kill me. Since then, I've killed quite a few devils, and later I joined the Volunteer Army and killed the bad guys in the United Nations Forces... I've forgotten how many people I've killed. You wouldn't know, but my son is still afraid of me to this day..."

"Nonsense! I'm asking you about serious matters, don't bring up other things!" The middle-aged man with glasses interrupted sternly.

"You asked me what I've done, and I answered! Are you still not satisfied?" He Yuzhu stared fixedly at the two of them.

"He Yuzhu, we didn't bring you here to listen to your gibberish. To tell you the truth, someone has reported you by name for committing very serious problems. You need to correct your attitude and answer the organization's questions truthfully!" The middle-aged man with glasses slammed the table again with a "thud-thud," turning his own hands red.

"What is your surname?" He Yuzhu's eyes were already somewhat red, but he was still restraining himself.

Upon hearing this, the man stood up abruptly and slammed the table fiercely, causing the cup on the table to shake and fall to the ground: "I brought you here to have you account for your problems, not for you to ask me my surname!"

"Crack—!"

That table was actually shattered into splinters by He Yuzhu with a single palm strike.

Several small pieces of wood flew up and pierced directly into the calf of the middle-aged man with glasses.

"Ah!" The man immediately crouched down in pain, clutching his calf.

"Who do you think you are? I can't even ask your surname? I'm not a criminal, I've already given you enough face, and you still want more?" After saying this, He Yuzhu lifted his leg, ready to walk out. He Yuzhu said loudly.

The one surnamed Zhang had long since investigated He Yuzhu and knew this person was not to be trifled with.

He hurriedly stopped He Yuzhu and apologized with a smile: "Factory Director He, I'm sorry, it was us who failed to control our emotions."

Only then did He Yuzhu sit back down in the chair.

The one with glasses was still relentless, standing up and shouting: "Someone come! This person is committing violence and injuring people!"

Two men from the Security Section rushed in quickly.

The one surnamed Zhang glanced at his partner and waved his hand at the security guards: "You all go out, and bring me a new table."

The two security guards looked at each other and went out to move a table.

Only then did the one surnamed Zhang speak: "Committee Member Li, you were in the wrong today. You started by slamming the table, and when Factory Director He asked your surname, you were unwilling to answer; you were the one who escalated the conflict. Factory Director He is right, he is not a criminal."

Committee Member Li clutched his calf, fresh blood streaming down his pant leg: "Section Chief Zhang, he doesn't put you or me in his eyes at all!"

"Discuss the matter at hand, don't bring in personal emotions," Section Chief Zhang said with a dark face.

He Yuzhu didn't want to offend them too deeply either, so he softened his tone: "My apologies, Section Chief Zhang. I have a lot of strength, and when I get angry, I tend to break tables. Please bear with me."

Section Chief Zhang nodded: "Factory Director He, someone reported that before the liberation, you had contact and dealings with a female secret agent from the Secret Service Bureau. How do you explain this?"

As soon as He Yuzhu heard this, he knew it was that bastard Xu Damao wagging his tongue.

He smiled: "That's an interesting question, but I'll answer it all the same. The person you're talking about is named Liu Rusi, and she is my distant cousin. You forgot one thing—when I was associating with her, I was only twelve or thirteen years old, and at that time I hadn't joined our ranks yet... Why couldn't I associate with her?"

Section Chief Zhang smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to calculate your age."

"Liu Rusi was with the Military Statistics Bureau, but later I turned her, and she helped us do many things. Even now, she is still fighting on our intelligence front line, and she has helped us transport back countless grain and machinery... You are welcome to investigate."

Section Chief Zhang nodded: "I have verified this matter, you didn't lie. But your neighbor reported that you killed several people in the courtyard. Is there any truth to that?"

He Yuzhu said: "It seems the person who wrote this false accusation letter only listened to the slander of a villain and never verified it themselves. Li Yong's father colluded with the puppet soldiers and wanted to capture our Party Cadres Wang Qiang and Li Lin... You can go and investigate the specific situation. Li Yong's death has nothing to do with me; he was shot dead by a Municipal Bureau sniper—he was trying to burn down my house at the time. Xu Damao's father, Xu Fugui, also colluded with the puppet soldiers and wanted to seize a sum of funds belonging to the Underground Party member Lao Zhou, and was killed by people sent by Lao Zhou. For the specific situation, you can go and ask Lao Zhou at the East City Branch Bureau. If I'm not mistaken, that pile of black materials of yours also mentions an old woman who had her leg broken. That person is named Jia Zhangshi, and she still lives in our courtyard. Her leg was broken by Ma Yan—an eleven-year-old child at the time—because she wanted to go to the puppet soldiers to report us and also wanted to seize my house."

Section Chief Zhang nodded again: "There are also reports that you have unclear relationships with many women, including Wang Xia, Tian Dan, Li Xiangxiu, Zhao Yingzi, and Lou Xiaoe. Do you admit it?"

He Yuzhu smiled, a cold smile: "If your definition is—whoever I have helped has an 'unclear' relationship with me, then I admit it. Rumors are easy to spread, but refuting them is exhausting. If you want to splash dirty water on me, you have to go down and investigate clearly yourselves..."

Section Chief Zhang felt a bit of anger rising, but he suppressed it and continued to ask: "Someone reported that you are extravagant and that the source of your money and supplies is unknown."

He Yuzhu laughed out loud this time: "You can go and check all the accounts I've handled, whether it was when I was the Factory Director at the Red Star Factory or at the Lingnan Tractor Factory. All banquets were paid out of my own pocket; I never claimed a single receipt. Furthermore, the supplies I handled were all obtained at about one-fifth of the market price. If you feel it's too cheap and can't get over it, then make up the difference in money, and I will transfer it to the Liushi Trading Company."

The one surnamed Li finally caught an opportunity and asked through gritted teeth: "Why are you able to get supplies at such a cheap price?"

He Yuzhu glanced at him and said slowly: "Those were all brought back by me from M Country. That one-fifth price is nothing but the shipping cost. Do you have an opinion? If you have an opinion, you'll just have to keep it to yourself!"

The one surnamed Li was trembling with rage, pointing at He Yuzhu: "I don't believe you!"

He Yuzhu, unhurried, took a large envelope from his chest and dumped it onto the table.

"Rustle, rustle..."

Over a hundred IOUs scattered out, covering half the table.

Section Chief Zhang and the one surnamed Li picked them up to look, and their complexions changed completely.

The things borrowed were of all kinds—weapons, grain, medicine, equipment... They recognized many of the names signed on them.

Section Chief Zhang's hand even trembled.

The one surnamed Li opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.

He Yuzhu leaned back in his chair and smiled: "Are you two satisfied with these answers?"

Section Chief Zhang nodded forcefully.

"There is one more thing, do you perhaps not know what kind of character the person who provided you with the information really is?" He Yuzhu said indifferently.

Section Chief Zhang and Committee Member Li were both stunned.

Section Chief Zhang frowned: "This... we really haven't checked carefully."

"You haven't checked?" He Yuzhu smiled, a smile full of meaning, "Then let me give you a lesson. This person, before the founding of the country, followed some underworld figures to rob graves, and after the founding, he didn't stop either. He privately resold antiques and even received things from spies. He was caught by the Municipal Bureau and served two years in prison..."

Section Chief Zhang's expression gradually darkened.