Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-Chapter 61: Insights Through Observation

Jiang Cheng, who came out of the interrogation room, couldn’t leave immediately.

Uncle Zhong, two people she didn’t know, and the interrogator were all waiting for her in a temporary office.

In the office, Jiang Cheng calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.

Uncle Zhong nodded appreciatively.

He knew that this confident little girl could never be scared like that.

However, the procedure still needs to be followed through, which is beneficial for Jiang Cheng as well.

"Why did you act scared at the beginning?"

"To lower the opponent’s guard."

"What extra questions did you ask?"

"Here’s the record I made, just sorted it out."

Jiang Cheng handed over a few sheets of paper, already rewritten in a readable format within a few minutes.

"How did you obtain your information?"

"Analyzed from the person’s physical reactions and verbal responses."

The people across from her were very interested, prompting Jiang Cheng to elaborate.

"I don’t have scientific evidence; they’re all insights from life experiences."

"When someone lies, they have subconscious reactions... breathing patterns... voice tones..."

"Infer backward from the answers they deliberately provide, and quickly make judgments by combining with actual situations."

Jiang Cheng spoke eloquently.

The four people opposite her—Uncle Zhong felt proud, while the other three were appreciative.

One of them asked, "Why do you know all this?"

Jiang Cheng asked back with confusion, "Is a reason necessary?"

"I thought everyone knew, isn’t that right?"

Uncle Zhong twitched the corner of his eye, here she goes again!

"I really thought everyone knew! After all, people are all around us, you just pick it up by observing!"

"If you ask me why, I guess I have to say it’s because I’m smart!"

Finishing her sentence, Jiang Cheng unabashedly said, "Alright, I admit I was lying..."

The others stayed serious, only Uncle Zhong remained unfazed, enjoying the show.

Jiang Cheng, who had lowered her head, suddenly lifted it up, flashing a grin with her teeth.

"Actually... I’m not just ordinarily smart! Several teachers once called me a prodigy."

"They insisted on praising me like that, and I felt embarrassed to refuse."

The three originally solemn-faced individuals suppressed their urge to retort, thanks to their professional self-control.

This girl, when praising herself, really has no restraint!

Having finished speaking, Jiang Cheng calmly gave herself a mental thumbs-up.

Another day of confidence!

"If you don’t believe me, I can give you the names of my teachers and you can ask them yourselves!"

As Jiang Cheng was about to write down the names, someone on the opposite side stopped her in time.

"No need to write, we... believe you!"

The last part of the word "believe" came a bit reluctantly, but they had all seen her background information countless times.

Today was merely a routine inquiry.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked sincerely at the individuals opposite her.

"Do you have any more questions? I’m not impatient, just really hungry; it’s already dawn."

Jiang Cheng pointed outside the window.

Uncle Zhong exchanged glances with the other three and was the first to speak: "No more questions, breakfast is ready outside, and I will help you apply for compensation for your assistance this time."

"Thank you, Captain Zhong, I’ll head out then."

Jiang Cheng nodded at the others and opened the door to leave.

Inside the room, Captain Zhong spread out Jiang Cheng’s background investigation.

Raised by elders as the unwanted child of a big family when her parents were around, deceived by the Lin Family as a fake daughter-in-law when they weren’t.

"Children raised with love shouldn’t need to be good at reading cues and gauging people’s hearts."

After saying this, Captain Zhong left with his hands behind his back.

The remaining people looked at each other.

One of them spoke up: "What Ms. Jiang Cheng said is really necessary to form practical theories, I think it would greatly help us in carrying out missions."

"Absolutely! We’ll have to hold a meeting on this when we get back."

Outside the room, Jiang Cheng had already started breakfast.

White steamed buns with meat and millet porridge, definitely a top-tier breakfast.

She ate three big buns in one go and drank two bowls of porridge, worrying Leader Tang.

"Take it slow when eating, we still have to drive back later, don’t end up throwing up!"

Jiang Cheng waved her hand dismissively: "We’ll see about that, I’ve got to eat or I’ll faint from hunger!"

Interrogation wears out the brain, much like simultaneous interpretation.

She needed to replenish her energy!

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Cheng bid farewell to Captain Zhong and embarked on her journey back.

On the way back, Jiang Cheng didn’t bother to read to reinforce her persona; she was just too tired.

"Leader Tang, could you drop me off at the entrance of the factory? I still have work to do."

"Alright, alright! Just rest, okay,"

Leader Tang had just finished speaking when Jiang Cheng’s faint snoring could be heard.

She must be exhausted!

*

A few hours later, a Jeep stopped at the entrance of the factory, arousing curiosity from everyone.

Who is so impressive, arriving in a Jeep!

Stepping out of the car under everyone’s gaze, Jiang Cheng waved calmly.

"Hello, everyone!"

"Have you eaten?"

Most people awkwardly withdrew their gaze, while a few nodded stiffly.

Jiang Cheng, unfazed, bid farewell to Leader Tang and chatted a bit with the old guard.

Once inside the factory, Jiang Cheng wasted no time diving into work.

She remained busy until eight in the evening.

Today, she didn’t ride a bicycle and had to walk back home.

Zhao Chengde, upon seeing her, proactively suggested that Jiang Cheng could ride his bike back.

As for him giving her a ride, that was out of the question.

Style issues impose stricter standards for women.

"Thanks, but if I ride your bike away, how will I ride my own bike back tomorrow? Let’s not complicate things, see you!"

Jiang Cheng waved her hand gracefully, slung her single-shoulder bag, and stepped into the night.

Zhao Chengde lifted his arm and let it fall, caught in a tangled image of wanting to say goodbye but not knowing how.

Beside him, Old Zhang chuckled with a mysterious air, his tone somewhat cheeky.

"Xiao Zhao, Ms. Jiang Cheng is quite something, isn’t she?"

"Indeed she is!"

Zhao Chengde replied confidently.

"And you have no thoughts on this? Let me tell you, a good girl doesn’t wait for anyone."

Zhao Chengde swiftly turned, shook his head in a panic, his brain nearly rattled.

"No no no no no!"

Old Zhang frowned.

"Why, are you dissatisfied with Xiao Jiang?"

"Of course not! I wouldn’t dare! I’m afraid of her! Besides, I can’t outtalk her; whenever she teases, I fall for it every time."

Zhao Chengde kept going, then paused, noticing Old Zhang’s angry face.

"Wait a minute... Second Uncle, whose side are you on?"

Old Zhang had a hint of awkwardness as he walked away, hands behind his back.

"During work hours, don’t call me ’Second Uncle’; mind the appearance of impartiality."

Zhao Chengde hurried to catch up, sulking, "I think we’ve avoided so well, if we avoid any further, we might end up squeezed onto the Jiang Family Tree."

Old Zhang showed hints of embarrassment, feeling angry at being hit on a weak spot.

"That’s your fault, kid! If only you were as talented as Jiang Cheng, as adept at handling things, would I be dissatisfied with you?"

Zhao Chengde responded without the slightest pause, saying, "You would!"