Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Guo Da Piezi was so anxious that he ignored the pain in his mouth and shouted: "Bu Yao is talking nonsense..."

Qin Dabao stepped hard and choked back his words.

Xiao Guo was even more frightened when he saw it, and he was shaking all over.

Dabao said calmly, "Don't be afraid of him. He's completely finished. Whether he goes to jail or not depends on my mood, but he's definitely lost his job. If you don't want to end up like him, tell me everything you know."

Guo Dapiezi struggled desperately, but Qin Dabao's foot pressed on him like a huge rock, making it difficult for him to breathe, let alone make a sound.

Xiao Guo hardened his heart. He had finally realized that his uncle, the director, was completely finished. Who in the entire workshop didn't know about his uncle's terrible deeds? If these things didn't come to light, it would be fine. As long as they did, the sky would fall.

Dabao frowned and said, "Just tell me about Qin Huairu's persecution. Don't mention anything else."

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Xiao Guo, but also the female workers present breathed a sigh of relief.

Dabao thought clearly that this Guo Dapiezi was so unscrupulous, which meant that this was not the first time he did this. Not only in the ninth workshop, but also in the whole factory, there was no telling how many female workers had not escaped his clutches, including many unmarried girls.

If all the truth is exposed, how will these women live their lives? How many families will be broken up because of this?

So let's just talk about Qin Huairu's case. If he tries harder, he can make Guo Dapiezi go to the Northwest and eat sand for a few years.

"My uncle, no, Guo Dashun has been coveting Qin Huairu for a long time. Ever since he got slapped in the face for trying to touch her last time, Guo Dashun has often told me and the people in the workshop that he must capture Qin Huairu.

When I was collecting materials two days ago, he asked me to deliberately not give him the material list, and then said that the materials had not been collected, which delayed production. Guo Dashun then talked to the people in the factory office and transferred Qin Huairu from custodian to workshop nine.

He also asked me to arrange for Qin Huairu to do some heavy and strenuous work, saying that Qin Huairu would eventually become exhausted and would have to reconcile with him.

At this time, the workers from workshop nine and other workshops gathered together to watch the excitement. When they heard what Xiao Guo said, they all burst into laughter.

Generally speaking, if both parties agree on the issue of work style, it is easy to deal with. Even if it is exposed, it will only result in a disciplinary action.

But if you use your power to oppress others, the meaning is completely different. If such a matter is handed over to the Public Security Bureau, you will be charged with hooliganism and will be sentenced to three or four years.

In this era, anyone who has been sentenced has lost two-thirds of their right to live. They have no job, no housing, and have to report to the local police station or street office every week or even every day.

Especially the gossip of neighbors can be enough to put a person in a life-or-death dilemma.

Guo Dapiezi suddenly stopped struggling. He knew that he was finished. Even if Secretary Lang came to save him in the end, he would not be able to continue to be the workshop director. The thought of this was more painful than killing himself.

Qin Dabao sneered. He understood Guo Dapiezi's current mentality too well, but Dabao would not let him go out of mercy. In a sense, the job of public security required ruthlessness.

Dabao took out the handcuffs from his bag and hooked them with his foot. Guo Dapiezi turned over and lay face down on the ground. Dabao pressed his back with his left knee and prepared to handcuff him from behind.

He had just handcuffed Guo Dapiaozi's right wrist, and now Guo Dapiaozi had no room to struggle.

Suddenly, two people came running over shouting. Dabao looked back and saw that it was Deputy Director Li who was running in the lead, followed by an old man. Both of them were running out of breath.

"Da, Dabao, Fa, Fa, what happened, what happened?" Deputy Director Li was running out of breath, and even then, he had to turn around and hold the old man behind him.

Dabao grabbed Guo Dapiezi's collar with one hand and his wrist with the other, and lifted him up with a strong force.

"Don't be impatient, Uncle Li. Take your breath and speak."

It was obvious that Deputy Director Li and the other man had not exercised for a long time. They ran all the way in a hurry and their faces were red. Dabao was worried that their cardiovascular system would collapse.

Deputy Director Li took a long breath, turned around and waved his hand: "Everyone, go back to the workshop to work, look, what's all this excitement?"

The workers dispersed with their mouths curled. It was such a pity that they didn't see the end of this excitement.

Now only Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, and the uncle and nephew of the Guo family are left.

Deputy Director Li pulled Dabao aside and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

Dabao told the story in detail, and the old man over there was also asking Guo Dapiezi,

Deputy Director Li was a little embarrassed. When it came to work style, he was also a person with a problem. He couldn't move his feet when he saw a beautiful woman.

"Well, Dabao, you kid, your uncle is not telling you, it's just a small matter, why don't you just come to me and it will be over? Isn't it just a matter of a word? Why is there such a fuss?"

Dabao smiled and said, "Uncle Li, my niece is a widow and she's pretty. If I don't break my claws this time, I don't know how many people will be interested in her in the future."

Deputy Director Li was stunned. He was an old hand and was very good at reading people's expressions. Although Dabao called him uncle, his tone had turned cold.

Deputy Director Li knew that Dabao was angry with him. He had promised Qin Huairu that he would take care of her, but this happened. It was like slapping himself in the face.

At this time, the old man came over, his face gloomy, and said in a deep voice: "How can you, a police comrade, come to our factory and beat people up? This is disrupting production, you know?"

Dabao's face suddenly darkened. This old man put the blame on someone without asking any reason. No one could bear the charge of sabotaging production.

"I was arresting a criminal who had committed hooliganism. During the arrest, the criminal put up a desperate resistance, so I had no choice but to use coercive measures. Is there a problem with this?

Also, I was carrying out my mission, how could I have disrupted production? Could it be that the Red Star Steel Mill was shielding a criminal?

When Deputy Director Li heard this, he was like, "Oh my god! Is this going to collapse?" He hurried over to persuade them.

"Dabao, this is our Secretary Lang, please don't be rude."

"Secretary Lang, this is Qin Dabao, the director of the Sijiqing Commune Police Station. He's an 18-year-old section-level cadre, a rarity across the country. Dabao is also a family member of our factory's family. Qin Qingyou from Workshop Two is his father."

Deputy Director Li is a very versatile person. These few words of introduction told Secretary Lang that the person in front of him was not a small policeman. At such a young age, he was already a section-level cadre and must have a powerful background. It would probably not work if he used his arrogance to put pressure on someone with such a background.

Secretary Lang's expression immediately eased. He was not looking at the rank. He was a bureau-level cadre, and Dabao was not even a little bit inferior to him. His attention was on the 18-year-old police station chief.

"Are you a family member of our factory? Then you are not an outsider."

When Dabao heard this, he thought, "Is this old man finished?" He didn't have time to ignore it and stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, Secretary Lang."

The atmosphere immediately calmed down and was no longer tense.

Secretary Lang's old face plastered on a smile: "Well, well, Xiao Qin, your father is really great. He's a model worker in our factory. I personally gave him the certificate of honor and the red flower."

Qin Dabao was a little embarrassed. How should he respond? Why did he sound like a teacher praising a student in front of a parent?

Deputy Director Li couldn't help laughing. This old man is taking advantage of his age again, he said quickly.

"Dabao, tell Secretary Lang what's going on. Don't worry, Secretary Lang is a veteran revolutionary and won't shield anyone without principles."

Secretary Lang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Xiao Qin, can you tell me what's going on?"