Chapter 88 Such Tacit Understanding

Just as Li Yaozhong was about to get up to give the person beneath him a break, he heard Wang Huaizhi say, "Uncle Li, you two aren't arguing about the ownership of the photos, are you?"

Li Yaozhong almost lost his balance and fell over, thinking there was something wrong with his ears. Wang Huaizhi was a step away, so he could only vent his anger by pressing Wu Peng to the ground again with a contorted expression.

Wu Peng's face was pressed against the ground and rubbed. As soon as Wang Huaizhi finished speaking, he immediately followed up, "Uncle, Uncle Li, I won't argue with you. These bills, and the ones I have, are all yours. Let me go quickly, people have seen this, if it gets out of hand, neither of us will be in a good place."

Li Yaozhong laughed in exasperation, "Are you two putting on a show?"

He rolled his eyes at Wang Huaizhi, released the person he had pinned to the ground, and plopped down on his briefcase. "What are you guys planning to do?"

Wang Huaizhi touched his nose: "What? I don't understand what you mean, Uncle."

Wu Peng scrambled to his feet and plopped down on the ground. The old man was really strong; his face must have been scraped raw.

Wu Peng touched his throbbing cheek, his fingers bleeding from the friction. Damn, he was bleeding. "I don't know him. I did this all by myself. I plan to post his photo at your factory gate and scatter all the notices inside. Everyone going to work tomorrow morning will see them."

"Look closely at these two guys upstairs, you know them, right? See? Your factory's boss did this, what kind of good person could he be? I'm just doing this to rid your factory of a scourge. I'm doing this to uphold justice."

Looking at the photo, Li Yaozhong said, "If it's just at the main gate, I'll find out something's wrong first thing tomorrow morning and immediately take people to pick up and confiscate everything. You won't achieve a good result that way."

Wang Huaizhi looked puzzled. What did the old man mean by this? It seemed like he was afraid things wouldn't escalate much.

Wu Peng's eyes lit up. Was this someone like him? He leaned closer to Li Yaozhong. "Couldn't you have slowed down a bit?"

Li Yaozhong shrugged: "It's my duty. Everyone's watching. There's nothing I can do."

Wu Peng sat up straight and blurted out without thinking, "Then we won't put them at the main gate of the factory, but we'll put them everywhere inside the factory, in the canteen, office building, and on the bulletin board. We'll put them everywhere that people pass by." It's his duty, so he has to go to each place.

Li Yaozhong nodded in satisfaction, "This young man is teachable."

Li Yaozhong: "What other recordings do you have?"

Wu Peng, brimming with energy, exclaimed, "Yes! Do you want to hear it? It's even more explosive!"

Li Yaozhong looked expectant. "Play it for me." Quickly, quickly.

Wang Huaizhi touched his nose, took a step forward, and slowly squatted down.

Wu Peng took out a small recorder and started playing. He only played the most important parts. The volume was low, but the content was so shocking that the two men were stunned for a long time.

Li Yaozhong, being more knowledgeable and experienced, regained his composure and, seeing Wu Peng's apparent lack of confidence, gave him a thumbs up and blurted out, "Awesome!"

After praising Wu Peng, he gave Wang Huaizhi, who was still staring blankly with his mouth agape, a look of utter disdain. "Look at him, so unsophisticated."

Li Yaozhong: "You're also planning to play this recording at the main entrance?"

Wu Peng nodded. He had prepared more than a dozen large tape recorders and loudspeakers, intending to set them up at the gate of the machinery factory and run away before work started tomorrow. However, given the security level of the machinery factory, he feared that if he set them up there, the old man would bring people to confiscate them.

"You're not being forceful enough. It's my duty; I can't just confiscate everything before they're all released." This won't create a stir; it has to explode before it can be suppressed.

"I beg Uncle Li for guidance," Wu Peng earnestly asked.

"You know the factory has a broadcasting station? They play music every morning, you know? They have loudspeakers and big horns, so when the music starts, you can hear it from every corner of the factory."

Wu Peng's eyes lit up as he listened.

Wang Huaizhi frowned. "Smuggle the tape in? The broadcasting room has a security door; it's not easy to get in. Even if you manage to sneak in, and the broadcaster lets you out, wouldn't they shut it down immediately if they realized something was wrong?"

Li Yaozhong chuckled: "I have the key to the broadcasting room. After we finish posting the photos, I'll give you a security guard uniform. Wear it, hide inside in the middle of the night, and lock it from the inside. Start broadcasting ten minutes before your shift starts."

From the security office to the broadcasting room, even running, it would take at least ten minutes, enough time to loop the broadcast two or three times. The factory would definitely be in chaos then. Who would be in the mood to work? Everyone would be looking at photos on the bulletin board, picking up flyers everywhere, and running to the broadcasting room to see what was going on. The whole factory, including the area around the broadcasting room, would be in an uproar. Once I lead the team over and pry open the door, you hide behind it and sneak into the security team. Remember to pull your hat brim down low, and oh, remember to open the broadcasting room window. When we rush in and see it empty with the window wide open, we'll definitely yell, jump out, and run away. Then the security guards will come running downstairs, and you'll have the chance to slip out of the broadcasting room.”

Wu Peng felt more and more in tune with Li Yaozhong, as if they were kindred spirits and had known each other for a long time. He moved closer and closer to Li Yaozhong, whispering some more details, "There will definitely be a lot of people on the street outside the broadcasting room. You can just point in any direction and say you saw a thief, and no one will suspect anything."

Li Yaozhong nodded: "That's exactly what I mean. When the time comes, all the factory security will be mobilized, creating a tense and exciting atmosphere. The security guards will drive everyone back to their posts, and the whole factory will be in chaos. That way, you can easily run away." Wearing a security guard uniform, no one will stop you.

The more Wang Huaizhi listened, the more he realized how naive he still was.

Wu Peng looked at him with admiration, "You know, old ginger is spicier."

Li Yaozhong accepted the respect and said to Wu Peng, "It all depends on whether you have the guts."

"It's a must."

Li Yaozhong clicked his tongue. What grudge could they have held against him to be so efficient?

Wu Peng looked at Li Yaozhong suspiciously, "Do you have a grudge against the two people in the photo?"

Li Yaozhong glanced at Wu Peng and said, "Grandpa is truly doing this for the people, eliminating evil and upholding justice!"

You think it's your messy affairs to be a family feud, but you shouldn't have used the factory as a pretext. So many people depend on it for their livelihood. You can do whatever you want to anyone, put whoever you want in a position, and make a useless person a deputy factory manager? Do you really think you own the factory? You're completely lawless. I heard that old bastard Yu Jun has been so angry he can't eat or sleep these past few days, just because he spoke up for that young woman who does the technical work, he was asked if there was some improper relationship between them. Ugh, how can their mouths be so dirty? How could they even think of that? Ugh, his misplaced sense of justice...

Wu Peng expressed his admiration, but deep down he didn't believe it. He thought Wu Peng must have some kind of grudge against him, just like Wu Peng. Otherwise, he wouldn't have offered such advice, both in terms of effort and strategy. What kind of deep-seated hatred could there be?

The three of them got up, with Wu Peng carrying his bag. They headed towards the notice board first.

Wu Peng took out glue from his bag, Wang Huaizhi took the glue and smeared it on the notice board, and Li Yaozhong took out photos and pasted them on the notice board. Wu Peng then pasted printed flyers, scattering a large number of flyers around after pasting a few.

Then the three of them went to the cafeteria entrance, the workshop entrance, and the office building entrance, sticking and scattering stickers until the bag of stuff was quickly used up. The three of them worked together with such tacit understanding that they were like a father and his two children.

Wu Peng stuffed the clothes he had changed out of into his bag, handed the bag to Wang Huaizhi, and told him to leave quickly.

He was wearing a security guard uniform, with a cassette tape in his pocket, and followed Li Yaozhong to the broadcasting room.

Wang Huaizhi tossed his bag over the wall into Yao Fanghua's yard, then splashed some wine on himself and headed home.