Chapter 1597 The Influence of a Song

When the entire art performance ended, when the leaders who came to the performance were sent away, and when everyone left the Red Star Machinery Factory, the sky was already dark.

After Yang Xiaotao sent the leader away, he returned to the office and sat with Liu Huaimin and others. The leaders of the machinery factory were around one after another. Everyone discussed the process of this performance, and the laughter was endless.

"Old Yang, you have shown such a big face this time, you have to take care of this dinner!"

Xu Yuanshan sat aside and shouted to Yang Youning.

Yang Youning was already in high spirits, and he had to accompany the leaders at noon, so he naturally didn't dare to let go.

Now everyone is his own people, so there is no need to say anything, and he immediately waved his hand.

"I've been waiting for you to say this. Tonight, no one will leave. The three of us will pay for the wine and food, and we will get drunk!"

Liu Huaimin also nodded after hearing this. Compared with the wine and food he paid, the honor he received today was too great.

It will even be of great help in his future entry into the First Ministry of Machinery.

"You heard it, everyone heard it, don't be polite to them tonight, eat as much as you can."

Chen Gong was also laughing, and the room was full of cheers.

Yang Xiaotao stood up, "What are you waiting for, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

"It's just right to have dinner."

Zhou Shenghong was the most enthusiastic, and the people around her responded as soon as she finished speaking.

Even Bai Jingshu, the only female leader on the side, did not leave, and followed with a smile.

Obviously, this is a way to integrate into the Red Star Machinery Factory.

Everyone walked to the cafeteria, and the workers' laughter could be heard along the way.

This performance brought both fame and fortune to the Red Star Machinery Factory.

Housekeeping Department.

Shen Tao sat in the office, sorting out the documents.

Click

Put the folder aside, frowned tightly, and his mind was in a mess.

After returning from the laboratory, he thought about looking for the partner in his mind.

But after asking around, I found out that he was not in Sijiu City.

I don't know where he went specifically, he said he was on a mission.

Well, he has to do this.

Thinking of the result given by Mr. Jian, he felt a headache again.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Shen Tao felt that if he continued to investigate this case, he would have to find Wang Guohua in hell to ask him.

No, Wang Guohua probably doesn't know either!

Otherwise, he would drink the coffee?

Thinking of this, he looked at the documents on the table again.

It was brought back from Wang Guohua's office, and the content on it showed the other party's recent activities.

And from this, you can see that this group of guys is really not a good thing.

Of course, for their Internal Affairs Department, these things are not their business.

But these materials show the other party's goal. Generally speaking, this kind of conflict of interest is an obvious motive for committing a crime.

So let's put it this way.

Shen Tao picked up the document and thought about Wang Guohua's recent target in his mind.

Yang Xiaotao.

His eyes lingered on a pile of information, which was the investigation information about Yang Xiaotao.

Bang Bang

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Shen Tao suddenly looked up and saw the door was pushed open and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Director!"

Shen Tao hurriedly stood up to greet him.

The middle-aged man was wearing a gray-white coat with several patches on it. He held an enamel pot with a lid in one hand and waved his other hand. Then he closed the door and walked up to him, "Sit down, sit down, I just came out for a walk. I happened to see that the light was still on. You didn't eat, right? This is not good. People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

The director spoke in a Ganxi dialect, but it was not so obvious after staying in this city for a long time.

He just spoke fast and it was hard to listen.

Shen Tao listened to the general idea, but he didn't dare to sit down. He walked to the side and sat down until the director sat down first.

"I heard from Mr. Jian that you had some problems, so I came to take a look."

Shen Tao looked solemn, "Yes, this is really very strange."

"How strange is it?"

"That is, I'm not sure how he was killed."

Shen Tao frowned and said bitterly, and told the situation he knew. The director stroked the lid of the jar with his hand, looking serious.

"No wonder Mr. Jian said it was strange when he came back. This matter makes everyone scratch their heads."

The director took the lid and took a sip of tea. Shen Tao immediately complained, "Director, if the method of committing the crime is not determined, the murder weapon cannot be found. How can we investigate further?"

"I am confused now and don't know what to do at all."

The director put down the jar, "What about interpersonal relationships and interest relationships?"

"This is also investigated."

"You don't know, this person is still from the investigation department, but this guy has offended a lot of people recently. If this is the case, a group of people have to be investigated."

"And the person who was investigated recently is this."

Shen Tao got up from his seat and picked up a stack of information, "Look, it's this guy."

The director just glanced at it, and then put the information on the table, "Why, is this person under pressure?"

"No pressure, our internal affairs department does this kind of thing, anyone can investigate."

"Just."

"Just what?"

Shen Tao took out the report given by Mr. Jian from the file beside him, "You see, the time of death of the deceased was this morning. During this period, this person was participating in a performance at the machinery factory. This..."

"There are so many witnesses, how to investigate?"

The director suddenly smiled when he heard it.

"Since it is impossible to investigate, let's take it slowly."

Shen Tao was looking bitter, and suddenly heard the director say this, and raised his head in surprise.

Then there was a trace of struggle on his face, and he was about to say something but stopped.

"I know what you are thinking."

"But, our work also has priorities, and you should understand the truth that haste makes waste."

Shen Tao listened and nodded, "I know, director."

Seeing Shen Tao nod, the director smiled, then walked to Shen Tao's desk and flipped through the information on the table.

Finally, he sneered, "So much information is not ordinary information."

"What do you mean, Director?"

"Check who leaked it."

"Yes, I understand."

Shen Tao instantly became alert, he already understood what the director meant.

Check Wang Guohua.

Check the person behind this guy.

If this guy is not clean, there is no need to waste energy on him.

After all, they have a lot of things to do in the Internal Affairs Department, and there are not so many idle people.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

The director tightened his coat and walked out.

Shen Tao hurriedly saw him off, but when he left, he clearly heard the director humming something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

A Farewell to the Red Army~

What song is this?

Shen Tao was still confused until the director walked away.

However, he quickly calmed down. Since the director pointed out the way, what else could he say?

He walked back to his desk, brought the pile of information in front of him, and began to examine it.

Especially about Yang Xiaotao, that is the most important thing.

"Is this hybrid corn? Isn't this grade A, damn it."

"This is Morning Star, these bastards, they also made this?"

Soon, Shen Tao's shouting and cursing came from the room, of course, there was a little excitement in the voice.

Bang Bang Bang

The coffee cup kept falling to the ground, and the broken pieces were everywhere in the office.

Team leader Zhang's face was pale, and he was still not satisfied after smashing the cup, and he picked up the notebook on the table and smashed the table hard.

The sound of banging kept coming out, and people outside didn't dare to get close, for fear of being affected.

They didn't have Wang Guohua's ability to go in and persuade.

Moreover, Wang Guohua, who had the ability, is now gone.

For the sake of his own life, he should put work aside.

"Damn, damn, idiot, waste~"

Team leader Zhang cursed, and resentful words kept coming out, and he didn't know who he was scolding.

However, the report on the performance of the Red Star Machinery Factory in his hand was in trouble and has now become tattered.

Just like the entire office, it is in ruins!

The courtyard.

Ran Qiuye followed Cuiping and a group of people from the machinery factory back home early, and they are preparing dinner now.

However, the courtyard was full of discussions, and they were talking about the performance of the machinery factory in a vivid way.

In the front yard, the third aunt was surrounded by a group of people, describing everything that happened in the Red Star Machinery Factory.

The old women around exclaimed after hearing it, and many people interrupted and sighed, but most of them were envious.

Envy the third aunt who could go in and watch, and even more envy those who got rewards.

Even if you participate, you get a coat.

This machinery factory is really generous.

Thanks to Yan Jiefang, Yan Fugui's family got a place to enter the machinery factory, but they were not in the front like Ran Qiuye, but sat on the side with the people in the courtyard.

Even so, it was quite enjoyable to watch.

At this moment, Yan Fugui was showing off to a group of old men in the alley outside.

"You don't know, there were so many people that you couldn't see the end of them at a glance."

"Only our Red Star Machinery Factory has such a large area."

"The stage is so high, bigger than the yard. I tell you, the performances on it are more beautiful than those in the movies."

Yan Fugui squatted on the top of the house in a cotton jacket, facing the wind, but not feeling cold, with a little excitement on his face.

"If I have to say what makes people most excited, it's the prize."

"In our yard, Zhou Kui won the first prize, and this time he rode back a motorcycle."

"Motorcycles, there aren't many in this city."

As soon as Yan Fugui finished speaking, a rumble was heard not far away, and then everyone immediately stood by the roadside and saw a motorcycle with its lights on coming from a distance. Looking closely, it turned out that the rider was Zhou Peng.

The car stopped at the door, and Zhou Peng was full of joy. After getting off the car, he stroked the motorcycle directly, and his eyes were like looking at his own wife.

Yan Fugui wanted to go forward to take a look, but before he could speak, he saw several people coming out of the alley. The big guy Zhou Kui, who was in the lead, was recognized at a glance.

However, there were two people following behind.

And the thing Zhou Kui was holding in his hand was not small.

"Kuizi, Xiao'e, what are you doing?"

Yan Fugui recognized the people behind him and hurried forward to ask.

Zhou Kui smiled, but did not speak.

He still lacked some skills in communicating with people.

When Lou Xiao'e saw Yan Fugui, she stepped forward proudly, "Uncle Yan, it's obvious, we are giving gifts."

"Gift?"

Yan Fugui's eyes widened, and then he looked at the big head Zhou Kui was holding, "Is this, a washing machine?"

"You guessed it right."

Lou Xiao'e smiled and nodded, then saw that Zhou Kui was struggling, and then urged him to go in quickly.

Yan Fugui was watching from behind, and a group of old men around him stepped forward and asked curiously, "Uncle Yan, is this a gift? For whom?"

Yan Fugui turned around, "Who else can it be given to? Of course, the Yang family."

Several people suddenly realized.

Yan Fugui was in high spirits again, "You don't know, the first place winner, "Ten Farewells to the Red Army", was written by Yang Xiaotao from our hospital, and there are more than that. He also wrote several songs in this performance."

"One Farewell to the Red Army, Jie Zhi went down the mountain"

Yan Fugui sang at the side with his throat. Although he was tone-deaf, he remembered most of the lyrics.

"You didn't see it, this guy sang, and that guy performed, everyone in the audience cried."

Yan Fugui shook his head while speaking.

He shed tears a lot because of the empathy.

"This little Yang is really amazing. He didn't participate, but he still won the first place. He is capable."

One person sighed, and the people around him nodded, and they admired Yang Xiaotao's ability even more.