Chapter 640: I’m Afraid She’ll Use Her Position for Personal Revenge

Chapter 640 I’m Afraid She’ll Seek Personal Revenge

The next day, Jiang Yu went out and took the opportunity to deliver a few cans of milk powder to Wang Yunshan. It was rare to see Lin Chenghui at home.

"Sis-in-law, I’ll pay you the market price for these."

Jiang Yu tutted in annoyance and refused his money.

"What’s this about? Trying to settle accounts with me?"

Wang Yunshan also glared at him. "He’s always like this, so stubborn. I already told him not to pay."

Lin Chenghui looked at her disapprovingly. "Sis-in-law, you still have Baby Ning Ning at home."

He Ning was still very young, and it was said that Jiang Yu couldn't breastfeed, so the baby relied entirely on formula.

Jiang Yu waved her hand. "We have enough formula at home, don’t worry about us. What about that Zeng Anping situation from yesterday? Any updates?"

"Listen, sis-in-law, I was just about to tell you! His uncle is Zeng Dashun, who’s been the director of a local police station for years. The scale of his embezzlement is staggering."

You wouldn’t know unless you investigated, and the findings were shocking.

In the jurisdiction overseen by Zeng Dashun’s deputy, a pattern of ignoring cases unless bribed had formed.

Without bribing officers, reporting a crime was useless—they’d simply ignore you.

If Jiang Yu hadn’t brought it to his attention, who knows how much longer Zeng Dashun would have gotten away with it.

"Everyone from top to bottom at Zeng Dashun’s police station has been investigated, including other local precincts. They’ll all undergo investigations for a thorough cleanup."

Jiang Yu tilted her head playfully and teased, "So I guess I’ve done a good deed for the people?"

Lin Chenghui burst into laughter. "Absolutely! I’ll have someone send you commendation banners later—you’ve been a huge help to the investigation! This Zeng Dashun was colluding with certain corrupt government officials. We followed the trail and uncovered a lot of things."

He paused, lowering his voice. "It even led to some organized crime. If we can wipe them out in one go this time, it’ll be a great thing for society and the people!"

He couldn’t say much more, only hinting vaguely.

Jiang Yu quickly said, "Please don’t! We already have too many banners at home—there’s no space left on our walls."

After the earthquake in Hebei Province, Jiang Yu and He Tingyue had received so many commendation banners they couldn’t keep track.

She really didn’t want any more.

Seeing it was getting late, Jiang Yu decided not to overstay.

"I’ll head to the factory now. See you around."

Wang Yunshan walked her to the door and asked, "Qingming Festival (Tomb-Sweeping Day) is next month—are you going back?"

Jiang Yu hesitated. "I’ll decide later. Do you want to go?"

"I’m not going back to Nanhe Village, but I have to visit my in-laws."

The Lin family had ancestral worship ceremonies to observe.

When Jiang Yu arrived at the factory, she learned that the final round of employee interviews would take place that day.

She glanced at Wu Jinshun. "Wu Jinshun, let’s go, come with me."

Wu Jinshun smiled. "Alright."

Cai Xiaole pulled her aside to whisper about Wu Jinshun's situation.

"Divorced."

Jiang Yu: "...What?"

Cai Xiaole pointed outside, "Wu Jinshun got divorced."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a while, "Last time I saw him, they weren’t divorced yet."

Cai Xiaole curled her lips, "You wouldn't believe how crazy it got."

Zhao Yuehong’s parents found her some older widower, claiming he worked in the government and could arrange a job for her cousin’s son. Moreover, marrying him would make her an official’s wife, way more respectable than being with Wu Jinshun.

She had already been badgering Wu Jinshun about divorcing, figuring she had a better option lined up, so she threatened him—if he didn’t arrange a job for her cousin’s son, she would divorce him immediately.

"Brother Wu was probably just exhausted, so he just went and got the divorce papers with her."

The reason Cai Xiaole knew so clearly was because Zhao Yuehong made a big stink about it, cursing Brother Wu for being heartless.

"Why didn’t they have a child all these years?"

Cai Xiaole whispered, "Zhao Yuehong couldn’t have kids."

Wu Jinshun had been quite good to her, saying that since they were married, he cared about her as a person and didn’t mind whether she could have children.

But Zhao Yuehong really crossed the line this time.

Jiang Yu sighed—all those years of marriage gone just like that.

If only she had been a little more patient, things might have worked out for her.

"Jiang Yu, what are they saying up top about Brother Wu’s situation? Won’t the Deputy Section Chief position be filled?"

Jiang Yu replied, "The factory's handling it."

She didn’t elaborate further because the interview time had arrived.

Five candidates made it to the final round—three women and two men.

From the records Wu Jinshun had compiled, Jiang Yu had her eye on a female candidate named Yu Xiaolu.

She was a high school graduate and had previously worked as a temporary employee at a newspaper, with solid writing chops.

When the candidates arrived, Jiang Yu and Wu Jinshun interviewed them one by one.

After speaking with Yu Xiaolu in person, Jiang Yu grew even more satisfied and right then and there set her start date.

There was still one position left, and Jiang Yu hesitated between the two male candidates.

But there was one more candidate to see—perhaps she would be even better.

"The last one is named Zhang Xun. She’s an educated youth who was sent down to the countryside, who got special permission to come back for the recruitment exam."

Jiang Yu nodded understandingly, "That’s really not easy."

Wu Jinshun agreed, "I observed the earlier round of interviews. She didn't score as well overall as the other four candidates."

The reason she made it to the final round was largely out of sympathy.

During her interview, Zhang Xun broke down in tears, sobbing about her struggles to the leaders and desperately pleading for the job.

The leaders, weary of her tears, let her advance to the final round, passing the buck to Jiang Yu.

When Zhang Xun walked in and recognized Jiang Yu, her expression changed.

Jiang Yu was also surprised—talk about bad luck. Zhang Xun was the woman who had helped Old Lady Qian take the child that day.

"Zhang Xun, right? Please have a seat."

Zhang Xun stood rooted to the spot, staring at Jiang Yu in silence for a long time.

She felt a cold dread. The interview hadn’t even started, yet she already saw the outcome.

"You are—"

Wu Jinshun smiled and introduced, "This is our department head of the PR department, Comrade Jiang Yu."

Zhang Xun looked as if struck by lightning, her face fell.

"Department head? You've got to be kidding me. I’ve never seen a leader this young."

Jiang Yu shrugged. "Well, now you have. Can we begin the interview?"

Zhang Xun didn’t move, setting her jaw. "Is there even a point to continuing this interview?"

Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, playing dumb.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xun lifted her chin and asked coldly, "Will you let me into the PR department?"

Jiang Yu snorted. "That depends on whether you’re more suitable for the position than others."

Wu Jinshun said soothingly, "Comrade Zhang Xun, our Department Head Jiang has always been fair and impartial."

Zhang Xun retorted, "If I have a grudge against her, can she still be fair?"

Jiang Yu was done with her attitude and pointed directly at the door.

"If you don’t want the interview, you can leave now."

Zhang Xun sneered. "See? And you talk about fairness."

Wu Jinshun was half-amused by her nerve. "Then what? You refuse to sit down for the interview, accuse Department Head Jiang of targeting you before she even speaks, and won’t say what you actually want. Should we just sit here all day with you?"

Zhang Xun shifted uncomfortably, gritted her teeth.

She had to fight for this chance—otherwise, she’d be doomed to marry some country bumpkin.

"I demand another leader conduct my interview. Department Head Jiang should recuse herself. I’m afraid she’ll hold a grudge."

Wu Jinshun shut her down. "Our PR department currently has no deputy section chief. Otherwise, Department Head Jiang wouldn’t have to be dealing with this personally."

Jiang Yu snapped the folder shut and handed it to Wu Jinshun.

"You handle her interview. Just give me your verdict. One thing—the Second State Cotton Mill isn’t a charity. I want competence, not pity cases."

Wu Jinshun nodded. "Understood."

Zhang Xun’s face went ashen, knowing damn well Jiang Yu was referring to her.