Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Catching yellow croaker is relatively simple; the fleet completes its daily quota at sea by evening.

Fuhai District Fisheries Bureau.

Zhang Wei entered the director's office carrying a document bag.

"Director Chen, these are all Yang Bai's files. We've asked around in the countryside."

"No one noticed anything unusual. And there was nothing wrong with his bank account."

"No remittances from Japan or from unusual accounts were found."

Chen Ming took the file folder and looked at Yang Bai's information, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Could he really be a language genius?"

"Has anyone in your family asked you about it?"

Zhang nodded.

"I asked him. After he finishes fishing, he often reads foreign books, most of which he buys from the black market."

"The books I read have no political bias; they are mostly for study and include foreign classics."

"We had the militia confiscate these books."

Chen Ming flipped through the final list of books. The books on it were prohibited from being published outside the library, but they were available in the internal library. He had read some of them and found that they did not have any political leanings.

"As long as there's nothing wrong with his thinking, we'll let go of the issue of him buying books on the black market."

Yang Bai made a significant contribution to this collaboration, and if something were to happen to him now, the Japanese side would have no way to explain it.

Furthermore, Chen Ming personally admires Yang Bai, who has principles, dignity, loves his family, and leads the whole village to make money.

In any of these respects, how many people can actually do it now?

He noticed Zhang Wei's hesitant expression, so he put down the file folder in his hand and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

After a moment's consideration, Zhang Wei solemnly said, "There's something I've been thinking about, and I still need to report it to you."

Chen Ming remained calm: "What is it? Speak."

Zhang Wei spoke up.

"Yang Bai's ex-wife, Su Wanqiu, once mentioned to me a theory circulating abroad that the human brain only develops 10% of its capacity."

She said that three months ago, Yang Bai's personality suddenly changed drastically, and his mind became exceptionally sharp, just like the old saying in the countryside, "a clever flower blooms."

Chen Ming looked up at him, his eyes clearly showing disbelief, as if questioning whether he was telling the truth.

He gently shook his head, then looked down and continued flipping through the documents on the table, his tone calm and steady.

"We are all atheists, and the so-called 10% brain theory is pure nonsense."

The fact that Yang Bai is fluent in Japanese should be reported normally according to procedure. As for the rest of the unfounded rumors, you should know whether or not to spread them.

"A rare talent like him is exactly what the regional government needs. You all know how to write Yang Bai's report."

If Yang Bai truly mastered multiple foreign languages, he would be a rare talent, even in the entire province and the whole country.

As for how to appoint and allocate personnel, the decision-making power does not lie with him; everything must be arranged by his superiors.

As for political ideology, the Fisheries Bureau investigated and found no problems.

If they want to investigate more thoroughly, they are not professionals and cannot find out much. If the local authorities really need to investigate, they will definitely re-examine Yang Bai completely.

"Yang Bai, this is all I can do for you. The rest is up to fate."

.......

Haiba Village

Yang Bai pushed the motorcycle into the yard and parked it, then placed the remaining bag of herbs on the table.

Su Wanqiu immediately stopped her needlework and quickly walked up to him, her brows furrowed with undisguised worry: "Yang Bai, the Fisheries Bureau just came to inspect the place and confiscated all the foreign language books you bought on the black market. You...you weren't harassed, were you?"

Yang Bai gently shook his head and reassured her, "I'm fine. It's just that my knowledge of Japanese has been completely exposed, and now they're starting to suspect my background."

Su Wanqiu's heart sank suddenly. She stepped forward and hugged him tightly, her voice trembling, "Yang Bai, they won't make things difficult for you, will they?"

She knew all too well what it meant to be suspected of having a certain social class background. Her father had fallen because of this very issue, labeled as a speculator and profiteer. She had finally found some peace and stability, and she was terrified that her family would crumble in an instant, and even more afraid that Yang Bai would leave her.

Yang Bai gently patted her back and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, they won't arrest me. Those books are just ordinary foreign language reading materials, they don't contain any sensitive content at all. At most, they'll confiscate them and impose a fine. Even if they have doubts about my knowledge of Japanese, they have no reason to detain someone arbitrarily."

Su Wanqiu nestled quietly in his arms for a long time. Yang Bai sighed inwardly, realizing that Su Wanqiu, who was usually calm and composed in the face of adversity, actually had such a soft and vulnerable side. She was truly afraid that the suffering her parents had endured would befall her again.

Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate, and Qiao Manman returned with Zhang Ning and her daughter.

Su Wanqiu quickly released her arms from Yang Bai, wiped away the tears that were still wet at the corners of her eyes, turned around and sat back down in front of the sewing machine, pretending to be engrossed in sewing clothes.

Zhang Ning put down the cloth bag on her shoulder, glanced back and noticed Su Wanqiu's reddened eyes. She immediately rushed forward to support her and asked with concern, "Sister Wanqiu, why are your eyes red?"

As she spoke, she turned and glared at Yang Bai, her tone tinged with anger: "Did Yang Bai bully you?"

Yang Bai panicked and quickly waved his hands to explain, "Ningning, how could I dare to make Wanqiu shed tears? Don't falsely accuse me."

Su Wanqiu shook her head slightly and casually made up an excuse: "It has nothing to do with him. I just read a storybook, and the plot was so moving that I couldn't help but shed a couple of tears."

Zhang Ning was skeptical: "What book is so tear-jerking? Let me see it too."

"It's Jane Eyre, but it's not convenient to take it out right now," Su Wanqiu politely declined. The militia had only taken Yang Bai's books during the search; she and Zhang Ning's foreign language books had been hidden elsewhere beforehand and were not in the house.

Zhang Ning paused, then turned to look at Qiao Manman: "Then let me borrow it before I rest tonight."

"Okay," Su Wanqiu replied.

Qiao Manman, who was standing to the side, knew nothing about foreign books and was completely confused. She asked in a low voice, "What is Jane Eyre?"

Zhang Ning gently nudged her shoulder: "Don't be curious about these things anymore, go back to your desk and review your lessons."

Qiao Manman opened her cloth bag and took out a fountain pen. She had only turned a couple of pages in her math book when she suddenly looked up at Yang Bai: "Yang Bai, I've been meaning to ask you, when are you going to take me sea fishing?"

She hasn't heard back since she agreed last time, and she's been so busy with her studies these past few days that she hasn't had time to go fishing.

She suspected she had a reading addiction.

Yang Bai was stunned for a moment, realizing he had forgotten about it because he had been so busy with team matters these past few days.

If Qiao Manman hadn't mentioned it, he might have taken her there sometime.

However, yellow croakers are easy to catch, and there's no need to go to dangerous places like Widow's Sea, so it's a good opportunity to take her fishing.

"We'll go fishing early tomorrow morning. But we'll have to go with a boat."