The morning breeze blew gently as the sun rose in all its glory. The stirring, impassioned melody of "The East is Red" blared from the loudspeaker, yet the atmosphere at Lin Moyang’s home was stifling.
Director Wang’s rigid expression and tone made it clear to everyone present that he was highly displeased. If Lin Moyang could not offer a clear explanation for this 28-inch bicycle, there was no telling if Director Wang might truly notify the Municipal Management Committee to have him taken away. Even though policies had been less stringent over the past two years, the consequences could still be severe if one were truly investigated.
Off to the side, Liu Huiru stood with her hands pressed against her backside. As she watched, she straightened her spine, her chin lifted so high that her nostrils were practically pointing at the sky. "You little mongrel, you’d better come clean and confess your crimes now to earn a lenient sentence. If you insist on being stubborn, you won't have a good end of it."
Chapter 41