The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The luxury of the house was just as Director Liao had expected, and was basically on par with the houses where foreigners lived.

The cowhide sofa exudes a leathery luster under the illumination of the crystal lamp. Half of the wall in the living room is covered with solid wood wainscoting, and the other half is covered with wallpaper, which is very rare in this era.

A black iron fireplace was located on the side, and the pendulum of the pendulum clock was reverberating through the glass.

Director Liao walked into the house, looked around from top to bottom, and saw only the luxurious living conditions of the Ran family.

The above furniture and furnishings can be said to be completely different from the decoration style of any home in the country.

If there is anything similar, there are two photos hanging on the wall of the living room, which are very incompatible with the decoration style of the house.

It was very awkward. Not only Director Liao, but also the other two who followed in couldn't help but be amazed at the luxurious scene in the house. When they saw that in this environment, the Ran family also hung these two photos like ordinary people's homes, they were all stunned for a moment.

"This photo is quite new~!"

After taking off his hat, Director Liao spoke in a slightly more polite voice, without the aggressive tone he had when he was at the Jiang family.

"My wife likes cleanliness very much. When I go out to work during the day, she usually has nothing to do at home. She likes to clean and often mop the house~!"

Perhaps sensing Director Liao's change in attitude, after closing the door, Ran Qilin politely gestured for someone to sit down and gave a brief explanation.

"Looking at the furnishings in your house, you are indeed from abroad, but I didn't expect you to have such awareness~!"

Director Liao and the other two comrades looked at each other, sat down, and said something meaningful.

If an ordinary family hangs two photos, it may not mean anything, but Mr. and Mrs. Ran Qilin, who have lived abroad for so many years, have been deeply influenced by the ferocious beast of foreign capitalism. After returning to China, they still have such beliefs, which also aroused the interest of Director Liao.

Official business must be handled in an official manner, but there is no rush. He really wants to understand what kind of person Ran Qilin is and what his spiritual world is like.

"You're referring to the photo, right? You may have misunderstood. This is not what I wanted in the first place~!"

"Oh~?"

Director Liao lowered his eyes slightly, and put his crossed legs back on the ground, looking at the calm Ran Qilin, as if he would take out the handcuffs in the next second.

"This was given to me by Secretary Li from our factory. He also hung the photo up himself. In addition, he also gave me a book~!"

After moving some newspapers and periodicals on the coffee table, he took out a palm-sized book with a red cover from underneath. Ran Qilin smiled and shook his head.

In the past, he may not have known Li Feng well enough, but after working together for a few years, he discovered that the young man did many things according to the instructions in this book.

Generally speaking, Li Feng did not go to the research institute very often, but every time he went, he would basically talk about what was said in this book, and gradually, Ran Qilin also started to read this book.

I believe that all the three guests present were familiar with this red-covered booklet. When they saw that Ran Qilin had this book at home, they looked even more surprised.

"I read this book many times and gained a lot of insights. Later, I went to the bookstore and bought a few more copies. I like to flip through them in my spare time~!"

The wine cabinets in European and American homes have become bookcases in the Ran family. Ran Qilin put the red book on the coffee table, stood up, and took out several other books he had bought from the bookshelf.

These books all had red covers, with stamps and histories, including the English version of Selected Works of Marx and Lenin. Although the three people could not read English, they still recognized the two bearded men on the cover. Fortunately, none of the three wore glasses, otherwise, the lenses of their glasses would have been broken all over the floor.

Director Ran Qilin seems to be a little different from other returned overseas Chinese. Normally, it is difficult to find these things in their homes.

Director Liao leaned forward, took the red book that Ran Qilin had placed on the coffee table, changed into a more comfortable position on the sofa, and began to slowly flip through it.

There are notes and annotations, and it can be seen that Director Ran is not just talking. The corners of the booklet where the pages are turned are a little curled up, and it seems that he has indeed flipped through it frequently, so there are traces.

"You have a good relationship with your Director Li?"

After putting the red book down again, Director Liao crossed his legs again, supporting his cheek with one hand. His posture was very relaxed, which made the other two relax as well.

"To be honest, it can't be said to be very good. At the beginning, I even refused to do research in our factory. I wanted to teach at a nearby university. He forced me to go. Later, through reading these books, I knew what he wanted to do and what his ideas were~!"

"According to the book, we have common ideals and beliefs, common goals, and what he did is good for our nation. Finally, I really accepted this job in my heart~!"

"Great, isn't it? He's just a little too overbearing. If I had talked to him nicely, I would have agreed. After all, at that time, I couldn't find a job and the school rejected me~!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Ran Qilin would never say these words in front of Li Feng, but tonight, in front of these inexplicable guests, he could say it very frankly.

The situation was very different from what he had expected. Director Liao pressed his temple and looked at the very honest eyes, feeling as if he had come to the wrong place.

Common ideals and beliefs, common goals, such words can be said out loud. It is hard to imagine that this is a... lurking enemy spy, unless the other party is hiding very deeply and is very good at acting.

"Can you please tell me about your work? We came here uninvited tonight because we want to know more about you~!"

"I'm very sorry. I'd actually like to share this, but the law doesn't allow it. I'll tell you the details of my research. In simple terms, my daily work is to research things that the troops need~!"

"In the past two years, we have been conducting targeted research based on the direction pointed out by Secretary Li. The results have come out and we have also won some small honors. At this stage, I have some ideas of my own and I am still exploring~!"

Spreading his hands, Ran Qilin looked very innocent. The most painful thing was this. Even if he had achieved success, he had to hold it in. Of course, history would remember his contribution.

Director Liao nodded thoughtfully, and his gaze softened a little from the scrutiny at the beginning. Some things seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

"Does Ouyang Yi also work in your institute?"

These conversations did not seem very formal, but Director Liao also felt something from the side that could not be felt in the documents. After understanding it roughly, the topic shifted to another direction.

"I have a good memory. Although the institute has added some new people, the name Ouyang Yi is not among them. I don't know this Ouyang Yi you are talking about~!"

"Where's Jiang Defu?"

The situation was different again. Ran Qilin didn't know Ouyang Yi. These three visitors were somewhat unexpected, and they didn't seem to be lying.

"He is from the research institute, responsible for security~!" (End of this chapter)