In human society, at all levels, the formation of cliques, protective umbrellas, and powerful backers are enduring laws. It is impossible and wishful thinking for a country to completely eliminate these problems from top to bottom. Moreover, the existence of these problems is perfectly normal.
Why do some people live a carefree life while others are singled out as examples? It all boils down to whether they went too far, needed a scapegoat to cover it up, or followed the wrong person.
However, in general, those who become well-known to the public, whether high-ranking officials or criminal gangs, are the result of layers of power struggles.
Clearly, the people above those in the criminal gang didn't want their lackeys to step down so quickly, or they were afraid of being implicated, so they chose to make Chen Feng the scapegoat.
What was unexpected was that Chen Feng's backing was even more terrifying, yet unknown to most. Even Li Jingchang had only just learned that the young man had a close relationship with those people in Beijing.
Before Chen Feng's background was exposed, the old man must have spoken to the authorities in Chengdu and Chongqing, which is why they released Li Qingning immediately. As for why they didn't release Chen Feng, that's a question for Li Qingning.
"Did you say anything to the old man?"
"Chen Feng wants to expose the big tigers, so he wants to see how far this matter will ultimately escalate."
Li Qingning explained.
"So, the old man deliberately avoided mentioning Chen Feng to lull the thing in the deep waters into a false sense of security? But what's the point of testing him? The result will be nothing more than Chen Feng being suppressed by public opinion, all the evidence being destroyed, and then he paying compensation and going to jail."
Li Jingchang said.
“They can’t destroy all the evidence, because I have the entire surveillance footage.”
Li Qingning laughed and said, "Just then, a security guard came in from outside, holding a cell phone in his hand."
"Miss, the photos have been copied and put in the phone's photo album."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
Li Qingning took the phone, opened the video, and showed it to Li Jingchang.
In the video, Chen Feng appeared as if a god had descended to earth, unstoppable, his movements fluid and each strike deadly.
After a while, Li Jingchang finished reading.
"Alright, to put it bluntly, you guys just want the dust to settle for a while, right? To see what the big shots in the deep waters are capable of, right?"
Li Jingchang took a sip of tea, crossed his legs, and continued to tease, "You two little rascals, Chen Feng and I, have messed with you in Chengdu and Chongqing. You're probably in big trouble now."
"Dad, what if Chen Feng and I weren't the ones involved in this?"
“I know, and you know, the final result might be that those two innocent girls are beaten to death, and then the criminals go unpunished, or even find innocent people to be forced as scapegoats.”
"Chen Feng and I both know that the world is dark, but there must always be a side of justice, right?"
"Huh?"
Li Jingchang was suddenly surprised. For a moment, he felt that his daughter was somewhat unfamiliar.
"You never cared about these things before. What, is a fairy coming down to earth to help humankind?"
"Oh, I'm not talking to you anymore. You'd better figure out a solution quickly. Anyway, my requirement is that Chen Feng must be exonerated and cleared of all charges."
Li Qingning said.
"Is this difficult? That kid even knows Chairman Ye... no, Chairman Ye. What can't he handle? Besides, you have the complete video. Once this video is released, the more one-sided the public opinion is, the more severe the backlash will be. Moreover, it will have a huge impact on the credibility of the entire Chengdu-Chongqing city and even the whole country."
“Right now, I’m not thinking about that kid. I’m thinking about how to prevent the public from questioning the credibility of the national laws. You guys are too simplistic and only care about yourselves. I can’t be willful.”
Li Jingchang stroked his chin, pretending to be deep in thought, and said.
"So what should we do now?"
"Since Chen Feng and the old man have communicated, it proves that the old man also agrees with your 'Let the Bullets Fly'. If the old man agrees, it means that the other party is also aware of it. So, what can I, a nobody caught in the middle, do? What dare I do?"
Li Jingchang looked at his daughter speechlessly and continued, "Keep flying. It's been a long time since Daddy played this kind of game. I also want to see how many malignant tumors are behind Chengdu and Chongqing. It's time for an earthquake."
After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.
Where are you going?
Li Qingning asked.
"Where else can we go? To the capital, to find your grandfather!"
Li Jingchang said irritably, took a few steps, then turned back with a half-smile and asked, "What are you going to do if Chen Feng is locked up and you can't see him?"
"Dad, why are you just as irreverent as Grandpa?"
Li Qingning blushed and ran out first. Behind her, Li Jingchang laughed loudly. After Li Qingning disappeared, his face instantly turned cold and gloomy.
Logically speaking, a group of gangsters shouldn't be worth the trouble from the Deep Water District. So why did they do it, especially knowing their daughter's identity and that Chen Feng was their daughter's boyfriend, and still continuing? That's quite intriguing.
Unless, of course, these gangsters possess some unspeakable secrets and evidence—but if that were the case, they should have been eliminated long ago. Why would we tolerate them living?
Things are not as simple as they seem on the surface. In officialdom, many things are often driven by political motives, and one cannot look at a single thing in isolation.
It seems this is another big show; I wonder how many will be happy, how many will be sad, how many will suffer, and how many will rejoice.
Kyoto, China.
"That's all bullshit. The global art competition is about to be held in Western Europe. If we arrest that kid Chen Feng at this time, who will participate in our country's art competition?"
Qi Baishi was furious, spitting as he watched Li Siye.
"Hey you old codger, I didn't arrest anyone, why are you yelling at me? You think you're the only one with a big competition? My calligraphy association doesn't have one. Overseas Chinese and calligraphy enthusiasts all over the world have held calligraphy competitions, and they still can't lose. I'm not worried, why are you so anxious?"
Li Siye was not to be outdone.
"Alright, alright, I was planning to hold a national poetry competition, but it seems I'll have to put that on hold for now. Stop arguing and let's discuss how to handle this."
Bai Yizhong spoke.
"What should we do? What else can we do? Quickly call Bo Ximing, the governor of Panda Province, and tell him to release the person."
Qi Baishi shouted.
"You make it sound so easy. You've been in officialdom for half your life, can't you see the tricks involved? Who would agree to release them now?"
Li Siye retorted.
"I don't care what shady things are going on in Panda Province or what plans the country has, as long as I can't delay Chen Feng's participation in the art competition."
"No way! Why should my grandson-in-law participate in your bullshit art competition? Did they even agree to it? You old dog!"
"Li Siye, do you want to fight?"
"Alright, alright, you guys can't just huddle together like this. If you're together, you'll start fighting."
Bai Yizhong offered his advice.
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