Around noon, Xiao Feng, who had just finished lunch, sat in the agricultural machinery station office, picking at the bits of meat stuck between his teeth with a toothpick.

Just now, he had dinner with Hu Weidong, the director of Paixiang Police Station.

Hu Haidong's younger brother leased a fishpond and wanted to use his connections to get several large pumping units.

Hu Haidong and Xiao Feng were classmates in high school, so they put the blame on him.

After the meal, Xiao Feng wrote a few words and easily obtained the equipment that Hu Haidong's younger brother needed.

They're all leaders; how could I not give them this much face?

Just then, someone pushed open the door and walked in.

Xiao Feng looked up and saw it was Xiao Liu, the clerk at their agricultural machinery station.

"Station Chief Xiao, I've figured out everything you asked me to investigate."

Two weeks ago, Xiao Feng sent Xiao Liu to investigate Xiao Weiguo's affairs, to see how he made so much money so quickly.

Although Xiao Liu is quite clever, he is not a professional in this field. In addition, due to his status, he cannot openly investigate, and he can only find out things indirectly.

Therefore, it wasn't until now that he understood Xiao Weiguo's entire money-making scheme.

The goods were obtained by Liu Erzhu from his coworkers at work, and Xiao Weiguo, with just his silver tongue, resold them for several times the price.

Xiao Liu recounted Xiao Weiguo's actions from beginning to end, and Xiao Feng was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

"You little bastard, you've got some nerve. I'll teach you a lesson this time. You like to act tough, don't you? I'd like to see how you play the police!"

Last time, Xiao Weiguo not only slapped his father in his house, but also made the two brothers lose face.

Xiao Feng had long harbored a deep-seated hatred for him.

During this time, he waited for news from Xiao Liu, wanting to find a way to deal with Xiao Weiguo.

And here comes the opportunity.

Xiao Weiguo's buying low and selling high is a typical example of speculation. Given his relationship with Hu Haidong, he could easily take him down if he had just a little bit of leverage over him.

"Xiao Liu, go to the police station and report the case. Just say that I told them that someone is engaging in speculation and profiteering, and tell them to arrest them immediately."

"Station Chief Xiao, isn't this a bit inappropriate? The policies from above have been relaxed now. Unless it's a very serious issue, people generally won't be arrested anymore."

Starting in 1985, the government largely relaxed its policies, and farmers doing small businesses were no longer considered speculative or profiteering. As long as they did not violate principles, few people interfered.

Xiao Feng slammed his hand on the table and snorted angrily.

“He’s making such a huge profit margin, I’d call him a speculator, and he is a speculator. Enough with the nonsense, just go and report him to the police.”

Seeing his boss get angry, Xiao Liu didn't dare to resist and had no choice but to obediently go to the police station.

Upon receiving the report, Hu Haidong, upon hearing that it concerned Xiao Feng, immediately dispatched four men to Xiaotun without hesitation.

Xiao Weiguo and his three siblings had just finished their work and hadn't even had a chance to rest when four police officers barged in.

Ordinary people are most afraid of dealing with these kinds of people. No matter what, if they get involved, outsiders will gossip about them.

The two younger children were so frightened that they instinctively shrank behind their older siblings.

Xiao Shanshan was so frightened that she couldn't speak and stood there nervously, afraid to move.

Only Xiao Weiguo remained calm.

He's a man who's lived for seventy or eighty years, so he must have some mental fortitude.

"Comrade, what have I done wrong? What right do you have to arrest me?"

Even if he used to be a good-for-nothing who often gambled and drank, it was all minor stuff and not illegal. Besides, he's been living an honest life lately and doesn't understand what he did wrong.

"Don't you know what you've done wrong?"

The lead police officer snorted coldly.

"You'd better come back with us and cooperate with the investigation, or you'll be in big trouble."

This is their usual tactic: first, they give you a hard time. Those with weaker mental fortitude, who are easily frightened, will spill everything, no matter what it is.

But Xiao Weiguo wasn't that timid. If he hadn't done anything wrong, what was there to be afraid of?

"Comrade, I don't understand. I have always been a law-abiding citizen. If I have really broken the law, please inform me and show me the arrest warrant or search warrant. Otherwise, I will not go back with you."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, which immediately stunned the investigators.

They were ordered to come out only to take someone back for questioning, and they didn't go through the proper procedures to get the necessary documents. Xiao Weiguo's words caught them off guard; they didn't expect a young farm boy to know these things.

A number of villagers had gathered outside the door. Although they dared not come in, they were pointing and whispering outside.

"What did this scoundrel do wrong?"

"Who knows? He must have done something wrong, otherwise why would the police come to arrest him?"

"I told you so, this kid wasn't on the right path, always talking about doing business, now look what happened!"

People outside the door were talking amongst themselves, most of them with a gloating attitude.

Xiao Weiguo has made a lot of money recently and has been providing his younger siblings with good food and clothing every day, which has made many people feel unbalanced.

Why is it that this good-for-nothing gets to eat and drink well every day, while those of us who work honestly have to eat coarse food at home?

Behind the crowd, village chief Xiao Changsuo watched everything with a cold smile, puffing on his pipe.

In the courtyard, the two sides were deadlocked for a short while. The older, more experienced police officer in the lead was the one with the darker face.

He stepped forward, his face grim, and said to Xiao Weiguo, "Someone has reported you for speculation and profiteering, buying and selling for exorbitant prices. Should we go in and search you to see how much money you've actually made?"

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