Director Xu sprang up like a dying fish thrashing off a chopping block, his voice shrill. "You can't do this! You're damaging a citizen's property!"
Yan Ren glanced at him and gave the order. "Pry it open. I'll take full responsibility for the consequences!"
"Yes, sir!" The officer gave a crisp salute.
Director Xu looked more distraught than if both his parents had died!
The 113th Day of Being Overheard
The burglary at Director Xu's home became big news.
Within two days, every newspaper and magazine in Beijing had reported the cash Yan Ren and his team had found piled across the floor of Director Xu's home.
Once they tore open the stove, they found it packed with cash in brown paper bags.
Someone had taken a photograph, and the wall of cash, half as tall as a person, was an arresting sight.
"Just look at this. Director Xu embezzled more than two million yuan! Good heavens, how greedy can a man get?"
He Chunlian clicked her tongue as she read the paper. "He dared take over two million yuan? Won't he get the death penalty for that?"
Liang Ying sipped her thin porridge. "Mom, with that much money, he'll certainly get the death penalty. Luckily, they caught him in time. The Textile Factory hadn't signed the order with the foreigners yet, so there's still a chance to fix things. If they had signed it, even finding out the foreigners bribed the director wouldn't make it easy to deal with."
"Right. But is your factory still going to be sold?"
He Chunlian folded the newspaper, her concern plain.
Liang Ying bit her spoon and thought for a moment. "I expect it will. But after a scandal this big, the higher-ups will definitely keep an eye on it. They won't let