Wang Song and Li Guifen were both taken away. As they left, Li Guifen made a threat, saying, "My son will protect me."

These words were spoken to Wang Peng, which also revealed that Wang Cheng was the one who planned this.

Wang Peng found it funny. Everyone says that business warfare is a battlefield without gunpowder, and looking at Wang Cheng's methods, it certainly seemed to make sense.

“Honey, you go to the police station. I’ll stay here,” Li Mingzhu said.

"Don't worry, apart from Li Guifen causing trouble, everything is normal at the supermarket," Du Lei said.

Wang Peng nodded, drove to the police station, and met Wang Song, who looked bitter and resentful, and Li Guifen, who looked arrogant, in the mediation room.

"Kid, things are a bit tricky," Wang Song whispered. "Li Guifen is also unwilling to reconcile, and I'm planning to play along with her to the end."

"Dad, how do you want to play?" Wang Peng scratched his head.

"What else can we do? Get detained together, of course?" Wang Song sneered. "She gets ten days, I get five. Who's afraid of who?"

As he spoke, he looked coldly at Li Guifen, "Some people have already been in and out of prison twice, but I haven't been in yet. I want to see."

Li Guifen immediately jumped up, "Wang Song, I have experience entering the palace, so don't cry!"

Wang Song sneered, "Cry? Even if you die, I won't shed a single tear for you. Try me if you don't believe me."

The verbal altercation resumed, but the on-duty police officer immediately intervened to stop them. Hu Juan also arrived at the scene and took Li Guifen to another room.

At this moment, a Honda Accord drove in, and Wang Cheng and Liu Yunlai got out of the car. When Wang Cheng saw Wang Peng, he waved with a smile.

The two approached Wang Peng, and Wang Cheng said with a smile, "Brother, I think we should just let this matter go. Both of them have bad tempers."

Wang Peng shook his head. "Impossible. Li Guifen hit Lao Wang first. It can't just be left like this."

Wang Cheng chuckled and pointed at Wang Song, "He hit our mother twice, so we'll only hit him..."

"Who's going to talk to you? Don't find me a mother!" Wang Peng doesn't acknowledge Li Guifen, not even in his past life.

“Fine, if they won’t accept mediation, then let’s detain them both,” Wang Cheng said.

Wang Song suddenly pointed at Wang Cheng's nose and said, "You son of a bitch, I was really blind back then, treating trash as treasure and treasure as trash."

Upon seeing his unruly second son, Wang Song was furious and hurled extremely offensive insults, as if to vent the anger that had been building up inside him.

He treated Wang Cheng like his own flesh and blood, selling his blood on the black market to pay for Wang Cheng's tuition, and contracted hepatitis C in the process.

As a result, Wang Cheng refused to spend money to treat him.

The family's farmland was expropriated for highway construction, with compensation of over 300,000 yuan. Wang Cheng then encouraged Li Guifen to divorce him, taking half of the money.

Wang Song grew angrier and angrier, his face turning red and his neck thick with rage, barely suppressing the urge to hit someone.

On the other hand, Wang Cheng was all smiles, as if he wasn't the one being scolded.

A few minutes later, Wang Song got tired of cursing and sat down in a chair, sulking.

Wang Peng laughed and said, "Wang Cheng, you can't beat me in business, so you resort to crooked tricks?"

“Brother, you’re wrong,” Wang Cheng said. “You are indeed good at business, but regardless of whether it’s righteous or evil, the way to beat you is the right way.”

“You can’t win, Wang Cheng. Do you know what CCTV is?” Wang Peng said. “I’ve recorded the entire conflict.”

Wang Cheng laughed, "What are you going to use to record? A video camera? I'm not easily scared."

Wang Peng chuckled, "Oh, so you don't know what closed-circuit television is, you country bumpkin."

Upon hearing this, a flash of anger crossed Wang Cheng's eyes; he truly did not know what closed-circuit television was.

Wang Peng shook his head. "I know what you're trying to do. You just want to deliberately anger my dad and spread rumors that someone got into a fight at the Brothers Supermarket."

Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he chuckled softly, "Big brother, why do you always think of me as so despicable..."

“Because you are inherently so despicable,” Wang Peng sneered, and said softly, “If you spread rumors, you will suffer.”

"Brother!" Wang Cheng suddenly smiled bitterly, "I really didn't mean to spread rumors, you've misunderstood me."

"Give me a break. I can tell what you're up to the moment you bend over." Wang Peng stared straight at him. "You want to take advantage of my dad's inferiority complex after his mid-life divorce and incite Li Guifen to keep tormenting him? I can plug that loophole right now, do you believe me?"

Wang Cheng rubbed his hands excitedly and gestured "please," saying, "Old Liu, my older brother is going to share his problem-solving experience. Let's learn from him."

"Wow!" Liu Yunlai gave a thumbs up. "Boss Wang, you are a rising star in the provincial capital's business community, an outstanding businessman. I need to learn from you today."

Both of them were sarcastic and unpredictable, especially Liu Yunlai, whose performance was somewhat exaggerated.

Wang Peng took out his phone and called the director of the provincial TV station.

"Director Liu, hello, I am Wang Peng from Brothers Supermarket."

"..."

"Put up a marriage advertisement for me. I want to find a husband for my elderly father. He must be under 30 years old and have good looks."

"..."

“My dad just turned fifty today, and this commercial will run for a month straight, airing during prime time.”

"..."

Wang Peng was chatting and laughing with the TV station director on the phone, while Wang Song was completely dumbfounded, staring intently at his eldest son.

He always said he didn't care about divorce, that he had wanted to divorce Li Guifen for a long time, but deep down he still cared a lot.

It wasn't about Li Guifen as a person, but about the divorce itself.

Rural people despise divorce. They would say, "Wang Song is such a good-for-nothing. He has no land. Look, his wife doesn't even want to live with him anymore."

Now that his son is finding him a wife, regardless of whether it will work out or not, his intentions are there, and he can't help but smile.

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