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Chapter 391: The Crime of Failure to Report?
Chapter 391: Chapter 391: The Crime of Failure to Report?
Xia Xindong couldn’t help laughing, "Mom, what are you rushing about? You know that’s not what I meant."
Zhu Feng didn’t care about the nuances; as long as Whang Xiaoman, that calamity, was sent away, she had no more troubles and kept chanting Amitabha under her breath.
Of course, having learned a lesson, they had to be more cautious with Xique.
The child was timid and soft-hearted; they couldn’t let a repeat of this incident happen, so they warned her in advance.
Xique’s feelings were complex, filled with sadness and disappointment, yet she had been given a chance.
If only she had truly reformed this time, without fostering any greed, and if she had considered them, thinking everything through for her sake, the outcome may not have been the same.
But more than that, there was a sense of relief.
Xique felt that she had learned a lot and even grown up a little bit.
In mid-January, Gu Huai’an called Song Yunuan, asking her to listen to the radio at exactly 10 o’clock the next morning if she had time, as there was an announcement to be made, and he would be giving a speech.
Song Yunuan readily agreed.
She also informed her family, just like the time they listened to the concert in which her youngest aunt participated.
Chu Zizhou came to Song Yunuan, hoping she could give him a hint about the news.
"Brother Huai’an didn’t tell you?" Song Yunuan asked in surprise.
Chu Zizhou grinded his teeth, "He just told me to listen on time."
Song Yunuan blinked, "Actually, he said the same to me, you should believe it."
Chu Zizhou, "I don’t believe it, you must know something. Give me a hint, so at least when I hear it tomorrow, in addition to being shocked, I can also keep up with his train of thought and not be completely clueless."
After pondering for a moment, Song Yunuan gave him a hint, "Independently developed mobile phones, which can be carried in your pocket, not fixed in one place. As long as you have the other party’s number, you can call them from the wilderness, but it requires communication networks and other infrastructure and equipment..."
Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yunuan in astonishment.
Song Yunuan spread her hands, "You should visit Nan City or Xiangjiang, or even go abroad. Mobile phones have been around for a while. Now it’s like filling a gap, a milestone in its own right."
Song Yunuan was right; the news was nothing short of world-shaking.
Independent development meant that certain foreign capital could no longer enter Dragon Kingdom’s market.
The domestic response, however, was so joyous it was almost euphoric.
Gu Huai’an did not promote himself; he promoted the team.
As for why the announcement was made with such fanfare, it was to tell the world that they had developed it themselves and no longer needed to buy from others.
Moreover, they now had the capacity to compete with foreign capital.
As the leader, Gu Huai’an should have been the center of attention, but instead, Old Master Qian came looking for Old Mr. Gu.
Old Gu was equally happy, filled with pride and patriotism, but after a conversation with Old Mr. Qian, his mood plummeted.
He slumped in his chair, his hands clenched into fists.
However, he then narrowed his eyes and glanced sharply at Old Man Qian.
Old Mr. Qian said, "Although we have many differences, we are on the same side on this issue. I would never expose my weaknesses to others, but why restart the investigation? And why is Old Chu leading it?"
Old Gu remained silent, neither expressing belief nor disbelief.
Old Mr. Qian knew his character, but the situation was quite strange, and it was normal for Old Gu to suspect him.
He said, "Do you think it could be related to external forces?"
Old Gu replied, "You should check your family first. I suspect there might be a thief among us or a close friend. The same goes for my side."
Old Mr. Qian nodded ambiguously.
Then he left, heavy with thoughts.
Old Gu watched his retreating figure, his gaze deep and somber. Just as he was emerging from elation, a sudden change occurred. Clearly, it was targeting his family, the Gu family.
Especially Huai’an.
It was unclear which force was causing the trouble.
Despite investing years in secret investigations, he had come up empty-handed.
It was very strange, truly without the slightest clue.
When Old Mr. Gu emerged calmly from the study, Qin Suyun and her husband exchanged glances. Their calm appearance was deceptive; something was amiss. Could this matter be related to the Qian family?
But without the Old Master saying anything, no one could do anything.
Even she didn’t have the right to pry.
Old Mr. Gu asked them to go back and rest quickly.
Gu Chao hesitated, recalling his son’s admonitions, and still asked, "Dad, you don’t seem quite right. Is there something on your mind that you could tell your son? Although I may be dull, maybe I could help, or you could talk to Huai’an. He’s smart and surely has many ideas."
Old Mr. Gu looked at his eldest son, who was in poor health, always ill, and continuously taking medication and injections.
Fortunately, Old Ji had returned and prepared a new prescription for him. Now, he seemed to be in much better spirits.
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said, "Do you know that Shangguan Yunqi has been sentenced?"
Qin Suyun’s face changed at the mention of Shangguan Yunqi, which inevitably led to mentioning Xia Bowen, and then to Song Yunuan.
That young lady had come to Beidu several times, and during the last visit, she had even gone to see Secretary Fan.
Yet they had never even caught a glimpse of her.
They really didn’t dare to manage or ask.
Still, they couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable inside.
She didn’t believe that her son wouldn’t do something, no matter the effort—yet it seemed there was no reciprocation at all on the other side.
At the very least, they should have taken the initiative to visit the elders.
But these were not words she could utter.
She could only follow along with the conversation, "The Song Yunuan that Huai’an knows, isn’t she Xia Bowen’s granddaughter? But I’ve heard that the two Xia families don’t interact anymore."
Old Mr. Gu shook his head, "I’m not talking about Song Yunuan. That young lady is very smart—she can win first place in the national math competitions and is heavily protected by Old Ji. In the future, she’ll also be a talent. Moreover, you should look beyond appearances and not view her as a potential daughter-in-law. Who knows what the future holds?"
Qin Suyun smiled awkwardly, "Dad, we’re just discussing at home, we won’t mention it outside."
That future was too distant.
Her son was so outstanding; perhaps it was just a momentary impulse. In fact, Anna was quite good—she genuinely liked Huai’an.
Now, it seems that the relationship with the Qian family is not as antagonistic as it appears on the surface.
Anna was someone she had watched grow up.
So, there’s nothing more stable than relationships forged through marriage alliances.
And that young lady named Song Yunuan, she had only heard of her by name.
Old Mr. Gu sighed so faintly it was almost inaudible and then said, "What I want to talk about is not Song Yunuan, but Shangguan Yunqi and her children. She sold Xia Xindong to Xiangjiang without her husband knowing, and her children are even more in the dark. So, with only Shangguan Yunqi sentenced, just think, if Xia Ming or someone else were to find out, would Shangguan Yunqi be the only one sentenced?"
No need to spell it out; the two understood perfectly well what he meant.
Gu Chao’s face turned deathly pale as he stared straight at Old Master Gu.
Qin Suyun felt a sudden heaviness in her heart—an incident had occurred.
But what was the nature of the incident?
They dared not ask for the time being.
Because they couldn’t get an answer even if they asked.
Using Shangguan Yunqi as an example meant he didn’t want them to know.
Not knowing meant they wouldn’t bear the crime of failing to report.
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