"The letter says... says sister-in-law's 'painting workshop' is a typical capitalist tactic!"
"It accuses her of using her paintings as stepping stones, corrupting leadership, and swaying people's hearts!"
Gu Lan's voice was trembling uncontrollably.
"It also says... bartering is essentially speculation and graft! Poisonous weeds that undermine our foundations!"
"They demand... demand a strict investigation by the military district! A full explanation to everyone!"
Each sentence felt like a stone, striking at the hearts of everyone in the car.
In this era, the word 'capitalism' alone is enough to crush anyone.
Lin Wan Yi's hands, resting on her knees, involuntarily clenched.
She had anticipated envy, anticipated sabotage.
But she hadn't expected such a lethal move from the opponent.
Gu Yanshen said nothing, merely reached out and held Lin Wan Yi's icy hand.
His palm was dry and warm, possessing an undeniable strength.
