Reborn into the Raging Surge world, starting with a small fish stall, Tang Ping studies the Art of War, but his path is nothing like Gao Qiqiang’s.
Kai starts with a video store, expands in...
Old Sheng chuckled and said, "Hey, that's a strange question. My hometown is Jianning. I run a timber processing plant in the county town. I just came here today to collect timber. Look, that truck over there belongs to my factory."
"That's perfect, give me a ride."
Tang Ping didn't stand on ceremony and directly led Zhao Wei into the car.
Old Sheng smiled and said, "Of course, you're one of my biggest clients now. All the construction sites in the old street use my timber. Manager Bai has already signed a contract with me, but you still need to sign off on the monthly payments."
"As long as the materials are fine, this is no big deal," Tang Ping nodded.
Having a car made things much more convenient. When they arrived at the township police station, Lao Sheng casually asked, "Boss Tang, what brings you to the police station?"
"I need to take care of something."
Tang Ping briefly explained Chen Shuting's family situation and was about to get off the bus.
Old Sheng stopped him and said in a low voice, "Going in like this will definitely not do you any good. The police station in the countryside doesn't talk to you about the law, it's all about personal relationships. Forget it, I'll go with you."
As Lao Sheng spoke, he shouted to the truck drivers parked on the side of the road, "You guys take the goods back to the factory first, I'll go back later."
The truck driver nodded and drove away.
"I'm so sorry to trouble you, Lao Sheng," Tang Ping said.
Old Sheng said honestly, "What are you saying? If it weren't for you, Boss Tang, my timber processing plant would be in trouble. Besides, Boss Chen helped me back then. Even though the internet cafe went out of business, she still compensated me a lot of money. I, Old Sheng, am a grateful person. Don't worry, I still have some connections in Jianning."
With Lao Sheng there, the three of them went into the police station, which was empty except for one police officer operating a computer in the lobby.
Township police stations generally don't have many cases; they usually just handle minor matters like household registration files and issuing ID cards.
A moment later, he tossed out a pile of documents and said lazily, "Your documents are incomplete. You can't get an ID card; you need to bring your household registration book."
The woman processing the documents looked distressed and said, "You didn't explain things clearly last time, and I made a wasted trip. Can you please help me? I work outside and it was so difficult for me to get time off to come back."
"Didn't you understand that the documents aren't complete? Next!" the other party said impatiently and rudely.
The middle-aged woman looked aggrieved, picked up a pile of documents, and walked out.
Tang Ping, who was in line at the back, couldn't stand it any longer and rushed forward, saying, "What kind of attitude is that? When people are getting their ID cards, you clearly stated what they need in one go. Why are you making things difficult for them?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How did I make things difficult for them? Who are you? Get in line at the back!" The police officer glared angrily at Tang Ping.
Tang Ping stared directly at him and said, "I'm just an ordinary citizen, why can't I speak? Look at what's written above your head: 'Serve the people!'"
"Are you here to cause trouble?"
The police officer was furious, but seeing so many people around, he didn't act impulsively. Instead, he picked up the landline on the table, dialed a number, and said, "Chief Liu, someone is causing trouble in the lobby!"
None of the people in line spoke up, but the middle-aged woman seemed frightened. She kept saying, "Never mind, I'll come back next time."
Less than three minutes after hanging up the phone, a group of police officers walked in from outside. The leader, a middle-aged man with a large belly, strode in and scanned the room, asking, "Who's causing trouble?"
"Officer Liu, it's him!"
The police officer inside pointed at Tang Ping.
Tang Ping showed no fear, glanced at Liu, and asked, "Are you the director?"
Director Liu had originally planned to question Tang Ping and then find some excuse to handcuff him. But unexpectedly, Tang Ping struck first, and the way he spoke clearly indicated that he was in a superior position.
This made Director Liu a little intimidated, and he said, "I am Liu Zhiguo, who are you?"
Tang Ping said, "None of you are here. I just want to ask, are you here to serve the people, or do you have the right to make things difficult for them? It's just an ID card issue, and you've made people run around several times for nothing, and you've been so rude. Are you bandits?"
"There are established procedures for this. As for the service attitude issue, I will urge them to improve. Um, who exactly are you?"
Director Liu was unsure of Tang Ping's identity, and his voice became much lower.
"Director Liu, you may not know him, but you should at least know me, right?"
At this moment, Lao Sheng, who had been standing to the side, stepped forward, looked at the other party, and said with a smile.
"Mr. Xu?"
Director Liu was stunned for a moment, his heart pounding.
Although Lao Sheng is not much in Jinghai, he is considered a relatively big boss in Jianning County. Even he has to accompany him. So what kind of status and position does Tang Ping have?
Old Sheng gave him a wink and said, "Let's go outside and talk, so as not to delay everyone's business."
"Yes, yes, Xiao Li, you should resume your normal work. Be more professional; we're all from the same neighborhood, so do your job well."
Director Liu understood immediately, quickly dismissed the others, and then led Tang Ping outside.
He and Lao Sheng walked at the front, very close together, muttering something to each other.
"You know Meng Dehai from the Jinghai Public Security Bureau, right? Heh, I'm practically his son-in-law now. In Jinghai, even the Construction Group can't compete with him. He owns factories and construction companies. Even my timber business needs his cooperation. He's a real big boss. What do you think his status is?"
"Yes, yes, yes, thanks to you today, Lao Sheng, otherwise we would have offended some important people."
Although Tang Ping didn't hear what they were saying clearly, he could roughly guess what they were saying.
Sure enough, after they came out, Director Liu's attitude became unusually enthusiastic, and he took Tang Ping directly to his office.
After sitting down, Director Liu personally brewed tea and handed it to him, saying with a smile, "Boss Tang, I really didn't recognize your talent. Please don't blame me. I'm just a country bumpkin who hasn't seen much of the world."
Tang Ping was somewhat puzzled; Director Liu's attitude had changed so quickly that he was finding it hard to adjust.
Beside him, Old Sheng nodded smugly at Tang Ping, meaning that everything was fine.
"By the way, Mr. Tang, I heard you're here on business, right? What is it? Just give me the order, and I'll be there without hesitation," Director Liu said proactively.
The atmosphere has been built up to this point.
Tang Ping simply pretended to do the same, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and without offering any to him, put one in his own mouth.
Zhao Wei, who was standing nearby, was quick-witted and immediately took out a lighter and lit it for Tang Ping.
That presence, that style.
Chief Liu was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, quietly waiting for Tang Ping to continue.