1984: Starting from a bankrupt Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 72 This is the real Prince of Love Letters! (Please continue reading)
"Huh?" Zhu Liqiang was taken aback and looked at the two uncles in hats beside him.

The two men in hats were also a little surprised. How did Zhou Yan know?
It was indeed Wang Qi who implicated Zhou Erwa's restaurant, and he swore that Zhou Yan was his long-term customer.

However, when they checked Wang Qi's accounts, they couldn't find any purchase records from Zhou Erwa's restaurant. Wang Qi's explanation was that he hadn't kept some records, and he insisted that Zhou Yan often came to him to buy diseased pork.

The incident involving Wang Laowu's noodle stall has had a significant impact, and several textile factory workers who regularly eat his noodles are now arguing with him.

Zhou Erwa's restaurant is located at the entrance of the textile factory. After Wang Qi reported it in the detention center, the center took it very seriously and immediately contacted the health station to investigate. The routine inspection was just a side effect.

"Zhou Yan, how do you know it was Wang Qi who reported you? Could it be that you really bought diseased pork from him?" Zhu Liqiang asked in a deep voice.

The two men in hats were also watching Zhou Yan, blocking his escape route from the left and right.

"Zhou Yan wouldn't really use pork from a diseased pig, would he?"

"No way! It's rare to find such a delicious restaurant!"

The guests started to worry.

“I never bought any diseased pork from Wang Qi. On the contrary, I discovered and reported him for selling diseased pork.” Zhou Yan pulled up his collar to cover his mouth and nose, and looked at Zhu Liqiang, saying, “Because I am a discerning member of the people!”

"Ah! You! It's you!" Zhu Liqiang's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Zhou Yan.

"Director Zhu, what's wrong with you?" The two epidemic prevention workers and the two men in hats looked at him in confusion.

Gao Tianlei had just finished explaining the facts and entered the restaurant when he saw Zhou Yan, who had pulled up his collar and said those words. He was also surprised and said, "It's you!"

The Wang Qiwen pork scandal was brought down thanks to a sharp-eyed tip-off from a member of the public, which led to the successful dismantling of the illegal gang headed by Wang Qi.

This case was handled brilliantly; their epidemic prevention station received an award.

He had been wanting to thank this member of the public, but he never expected to run into him here.

wrong……

This week, Zhouwa Restaurant is the same restaurant that Wang Qi reported for using diseased pork.

What's going on here?

The guests were a little confused at this point.

Zhou Yan said that he was the one who reported Wang Qi?

Why did Wang Qi report him again?

"I understand, Wang Qi is retaliating! He's deliberately framing Zhou Yan and Zhou Erwa at the restaurant!"

A customer slammed his hand on the table and said...

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

That makes sense.

Aunt Zhao had built up her emotions perfectly, ready to wreak havoc, but she suddenly held back, staring blankly at Zhou Yan, still a little bewildered.

Zhou Yan lowered his collar, looked at Gao Tianlei and smiled, "Station Chief Gao, if I report Wang Qi and send him to jail, can he turn around and bite me back and send me to jail too? Don't I have reason to suspect that Wang Qi is acting under someone else's orders to retaliate against me and frame Zhou Erwa's restaurant?"

The two men in hats, led by Deputy Director Xia Ji, looked at Gao Tianlei and asked, "Station Chief Gao, what's going on here?"

“This young comrade is the same concerned citizen who reported Wang Qi for selling diseased pork last week, which is why we were able to bring Wang Qi and Wang Laowu to justice. However, last time he…” Gao Tianlei briefly explained the whole story to Xia Ji.

The matter then became perfectly clear.

Zhou Yan is an enthusiastic citizen who reported the pork vendors who sold pork with disease, but now he has been turned on by Wang Qi. The reason for this is self-evident.

Wang Qi could not produce any concrete evidence, yet he accused Zhou Erwa's restaurant of using diseased pork without any proof, clearly showing his intention to retaliate.

This is like trying to drown Zhou Erwa's restaurant, which was just starting to improve!

Zhu Liqiang was already starting to regret it. Such a clean and hygienic restaurant, with such a righteous young owner, almost ruined its accumulated reputation and goodwill because of a criminal's false accusation!

"So it turns out Wang Qi was reported by Zhou Yan! This guy has been selling diseased pork, which has caused great harm to the people of Suji."

"Wang Laowu was also brought up by this incident. If it weren't for Zhou Yan, we might still be eating noodles with pork sauce made by Wang Laowu!"

The guests in the restaurant applauded and looked at Zhou Yan with admiration.

Aunt Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, turned her face away to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "I knew it, it was just that headless bastard Wang Qi talking nonsense, his heart is as black as swill oil."

The rest is simple.

Because of his identity as a whistleblower about the diseased pork, and because Wang Qi had no concrete evidence, no evidence related to the diseased pork was found at Zhou Erwa's restaurant.

Furthermore, Zhou Yan has a stable pork supply from the butcher Zhang Laosan, and all of these things can be verified.

Therefore, the health station announced on-site that Zhou Erwa's restaurant did not use pork infected with the disease, which not only cleared Zhou Yan's name but also stood up for him.

"Comrade Zhou Yan, your report protected the lives of the people. I will apply for an award for you when I get back." Gao Tianlei shook hands with Zhou Yan and left with Zhu Liqiang. Deputy Director Xia Ji and another man in a hat asked Zhou Yan a brief question, signed the papers, and prepared to leave.

"Zhou Yan, pay the bill." Zhou Weiguo walked over and said to Zhou Yan.

Summer noticed his empty left sleeve, his slightly limping left foot, and the gleaming badge on his chest. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and tentatively asked, "Are you Comrade Zhou Weiguo?"

"Yes, that's me." Zhou Weiguo nodded and took out six cents to hand to Zhou Yan.

"Uncle, don't give me any money. It's family, why should we pay for a bowl of noodles?" Zhou Yan said with a smile.

“We should give money to our own people. If you don’t accept it, I won’t come back next time.” Zhou Weiguo stuffed the money into his hand and said with a smile, “You’ve done a good job protecting the lives and safety of the people.”

"Of course." Zhou Yan straightened his back.

"I'm leaving." Zhou Weiguo turned and left.

"Take your time," Zhou Yan said to his retreating figure.

Xia Ji glanced at Zhou Yan twice, then followed him toward the door.

"Director Xia, who is he?" the subordinate asked in a low voice.

"Today, a new member of the town's Party Committee took office, concurrently serving as the Minister of the Armed Forces Department. His name is Zhou Weiguo." Xia Ji looked at the figure riding steadily and quickly with one hand on the handlebars and said softly, "A first-class meritorious serviceman in wartime, a living legend."

"It's him!" The subordinate's eyes also showed admiration.

The two epidemic prevention workers who came out with him also showed admiration when they heard this.

"Is the owner of Zhou Erwa Restaurant his nephew?" someone muttered.

The other three turned around and glanced at the restaurant sign, remaining silent.

But they all knew that from today onwards, this small, privately-owned restaurant was no longer a place that anyone could just step on.

……

The factory starts work at eight o'clock, and the customers in the store quickly finished eating and went to work.

"Zhou Yan, you're really amazing." Zhao Hong looked at Zhou Yan with admiration. So many officials were surrounding him today, but Zhou Yan didn't panic at all and resolved the matter on his own. Others should thank him.

"It's nothing," Zhou Yan waved his hand.

"When did you report Wang Qi? Did you also report Wang Laowu? I've never heard you mention that before," Aunt Zhao pressed Zhou Yan for answers.

“I just happened to see him that day when I went out, and I felt that his flesh looked strange. I happened to run into the deputy director of the epidemic prevention station, so I reported him. I also reported Wang Laowu.” Zhou Yan grinned: “I’m doing this to rid the people of a scourge.”

Aunt Zhao nodded and said, "That's really good. You have to be upright and honest in your conduct, otherwise people will talk behind your back all the time! Just like Wang Qi and Wang Laowu, they'll be cursed and beheaded for the rest of their lives."

“Aunt Zhao’s advice is right. I learned from you that I can’t tolerate any injustice and can only be an upright person.” Zhou Yan nodded in deep agreement.

“That’s right.” Aunt Zhao raised her chin with a hint of pride.

"When Momo wakes up, could you break off a piece of the leftover dough from the bowl and cook it for her? I'm going out for a bit." Zhou Yan pushed his bicycle out.

"Where are you going?"

"Go find Grandma. I still don't know what kind of official my uncle became."

Zhou Yan replied without turning his head, then rode off on his bike.

……

Town Library.

An old man in a Zhongshan suit, sitting behind a desk by the door, pushed up his reading glasses, shook his head with a smile, and said: "Are you a silly kid? You need to find 'A Letter to My Wife' to write a love letter? Are you going to jump into the Qingyi River or hang yourself from a tree in the southeast? Paper is short but feelings are long. You young people won't understand it, and you don't need it."

"Sir, that's not how it's said..."

The old man continued:
Instead of saying "hello," say: "It's been a long time since we last met, Zhiyu. I've been thinking of you constantly."

"When you receive her letter, say: 'I am overjoyed to receive your letter, as if we were face to face again.'"

"When I put pen to paper, I don't say goodbye, but I say: the paper is short but the feelings are long, and the words are all I want to say."

Zhou Yan immediately sat down on the stool at the table, took out a pen from his breast pocket, and pulled out a notebook from his pocket: "Master, please continue."

This guy is the real prince of love letters!
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