Chapter 655: He Yuzhu Is Angry

Xu Damao followed Lao Li, riding his bicycle to run through all five residences one by one.

Every time they arrived at a place, Xu Damao's face grew a shade darker.

Those courtyards were no longer any sort of luxury mansions; inside, the smallest housed three or four families, and the largest seven or eight households, packed full, with children running about in chaos, extremely noisy.

He caught people to ask, and after asking around, the little bit of luck he had held onto in his heart was completely shattered—these residents were all people from the "Liushi Trading Company Beijing Office."

Xu Damao would not give up; he entered the courtyards to look around, but each time he was invited out by others.

After running through all five residences, the sky had already turned dark.

Xu Damao pushed his bike back, the more he thought about it the more bitter he felt, and turning his head, he opened fire on Lao Li: "Lao Li, are you intentionally playing me for a fool? How could money possibly be hidden here? This is clearly just a crowded tenement!"

Lao Li was not in a hurry either, grinning to reveal two large yellow teeth: "Didn't I tell you long ago? That was all a matter from three years ago; how would I know it has become like this now..."

"Give my money back!" Xu Damao said angrily.

Upon hearing this, Lao Li became anxious and hurriedly said: "You want me to return the money? Let me tell you, your father still owed me money back then. Seeing you were orphans and a widow, I didn't have the heart to ask you for it; counting it up, it's at least 200 yuan, you hurry up and pay me back!"

Xu Damao cursed: "Lao Li, why are you spouting nonsense! If my father really owed you money, you would have asked us for it long ago; could you have waited until today? Fine, I'll admit I'm unlucky today, I don't want the money anymore!"

Early the next morning, Xu Damao dashed into Li Huaide's office: "Factory Director Li, my mother said that Lou Bancheng has money to spare! But I checked, all those residences he had before have been occupied by the Liushi Trading Company! The Liushi Trading Company—that belongs to Liu Rusi, He Yuzhu's cousin!"

The look in Li Huaide's eyes, which had been quite happy, suddenly dimmed.

Seeing that his leader was unhappy, Xu Damao hurriedly said: "Leader, we can't get the money for now, so let's start from the people. Lou Xiaoe is a young lady, by what right does she get to enter the Library? We should properly investigate her and make her explain her family's situation clearly!"

Hearing this, Li Huaide waved his hand: "Lou Xiaoe entering the Library is because Lou Bancheng performed meritorious service assisting in building a factory in Lingnan, and He Yuzhu proposed it at the factory office meeting, which was passed collectively. This matter cannot be brought up. However..." He paused, "You can go in and check those books to see if there are any problems."

How sharp Xu Damao was; upon hearing this, his eyes immediately lit up.

That afternoon, he took two people and barged into the Library.

He checked the bookshelves row by row; apart from books on steelmaking technology, there were books on tractor production and maintenance, and then officially approved literary works—it was clean, and there wasn't a single "problematic" book.

Xu Damao ran back to find Li Huaide, crestfallen: "Factory Director Li, the library in the factory has been tidied up by someone; I couldn't find anything suspicious, they are all proper books."

Li Huaide slammed his teacup onto the table, and his expression sank.

The Liushi Trading Company took Lou Zhenhua's courtyards—what does this mean? It means He Yuzhu had long since left a backup plan! Now, he could only make an issue out of his overseas connections.

He slapped the table and asked: "Are there any foreign-language books in the library?"

"There are some, both Soviet and English ones," Xu Damao said.

"Then that is a problem with their ideological style, it's not compliant! Seal them all up first!" Li Huaide said hatefully.

Xu Damao's eyes rolled, and he leaned in: "Factory Director Li, we can't get any advantage by going head-to-head with He Yuzhu in the factory. But there is a group of young people in our Courtyard who are quite energetic right now. Let them go to the He Family side; if something happens, it will be considered their recklessness. As long as you write me a note, they will definitely take it seriously. By then, He Yuzhu will have made enemies with the people in the Courtyard, and having people in the 95 Courtyard expose his problems will be even more effective!"

As Li Huaide listened, his brow relaxed: "That's a good idea you have."

He scribbled away and wrote a note: The He Family has overseas family connections, needs to be carefully verified...

Xu Damao took the note and said: "Factory Director Li, you need to stamp it, otherwise how will they believe it?"

"Using the current stamp is equivalent to handing evidence to others. If you want to bluff those young people, there are a few old stamps in my drawer; how you operate specifically is your business, I won't be responsible for the outcome," Li Huaide said.

"Understood, understood! Leader, don't worry, I will keep this letter in my hand and won't give it to them; if a real problem arises, I will take the fall myself."

Xu Damao chose one from the three old stamps and stamped it on vaguely.

After finishing all this, Xu Damao rode his bicycle and rushed toward the 95 Courtyard.

At this time, Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuang were leading a group of people making a scene nearby.

Xu Damao called Liu Guangfu over and said: "See that? Factory Director Li Huaide said you lot are proactive and steady in your work; do you dare to go to the He Family and check the situation?"

Liu Guangfu was taken aback: "He is a Factory Director, he's as fierce as the King of Hell, we don't dare to go!"

Xu Damao held the letter in his hand, his fingers deliberately pressing on the place with the stamp.

Seeing that it was actually a notice from the Rolling Mill to verify the situation, and it even had the factory's stamp on it, Liu Guangfu felt confident: "Everyone follow me, let's go verify the situation!"

Just at this moment, Xu Damao loosened his hand, and that piece of paper was blown away by a gust of wind to who knows where.

With a shout from Liu Guangfu, a dozen or so half-grown boys rushed into the 95 Courtyard with a roar.

Shen Guizhi was sitting at the doorway sewing a shoe sole; before she could react, a group of people had already rushed into the main room and the East Cross Courtyard.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" Shen Guizhi threw down the shoe sole and chased after them, but how could she catch up to these half-grown boys?

He Yushui was not at home, and He Yulu was lying on the table doing her homework; she was so frightened by this scene that her face turned pale.

Cabinets were pried open, trunks were flipped over, bedding was thrown all over the floor, and they even used sticks to poke under the beds.

Twelve-year-old He Yulu tried to stop them, but she was pushed aside by someone and fell to the ground, her knees aching from the impact.

Shen Guizhi protected her daughter and was also pushed, staggering a few steps.

By the time He Yuzhu returned home, the room was already so messy there was nowhere to step.

He Yulu's eyes were red, and the moment she saw her brother, tears fell down: "Brother... Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuang brought people here and stole many things from our house... I tried to stop them, they pushed me, and they pushed Mom..."

He Yuzhu's face sank like the bottom of a pot, and he turned to look at Shen Guizhi: "Mom, why didn't you call me?"

Shen Guizhi sighed and reached out to smooth her disheveled hair: "I heard your father say that you were having a hard time in the factory, so I didn't call you."

He Yulu sobbed again and said: "They also said... said you were being targeted in the factory and had overseas connections, and that they were going to thoroughly investigate you. They also said that just now was just a simple look, and now they've gone to find a vehicle to move everything away."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he actually laughed. That smile was chilling, making He Yulu freeze.

"Yulu, go call Xiaoqi and Dahua's father over; they are security guards at the factory, just have them act as witnesses."

He Yulu nodded and took off running.

Not long after the person left, Liu Guangfu indeed returned with his people.

This time there were even more people, over a dozen of them, directly surrounding the entrance of the He Family so tightly that not even water could pass through.

As soon as Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuang saw He Yuzhu standing there like a door god, they were so scared they hurriedly shrank into the crowd.

A young man in his twenties stepped forward and looked He Yuzhu up and down: "You must be He Yuzhu, right?"

He Yuzhu nodded: "I am, who are you?"

"My name is Wang Jianjun, Factory Director Li Huaide from the Rolling Mill sent us here!" Wang Jianjun puffed out his chest, his voice raised very high, "We originally only intended to check, but we actually discovered that your house has many foreign-language books, and your style is problematic. We also heard that you have overseas connections; this time you need to explain it clearly. You have a piano and an accordion in your house—these are things that do not conform to the current atmosphere, and they must all be confiscated and cleared out! Do you have any objections?"