These kinds of scams that use underworld tactics to extort money are usually organized by gangs.
In other words, there are people behind these four individuals.
This gang is different from Feng Shunhu's. Feng Shunhu's gang openly came to people's homes with knives, and they were part of a criminal organization.
Ye Wuzheng has evidence of their involvement in organized crime and can arrest them directly.
However, this group is not involved in organized crime; they are simply extorting money by staging accidents.
Just like those old men and women in later generations, they stage accidents to extort money, and even if you call the police, you can't do anything about it.
Ordinary police reports are not very effective in dealing with these scamming gangs.
The only solution is to fight violence with violence. We need to let them know that Wallace is not someone they can mess with.
After the four people who staged the accident left, Lin Yifeng first told his employees to return to Wallace's to work. Then he looked at his roommate, whose expression was complicated, with a helpless look on his face.
"What kind of looks are those? It's like I'm bullying you."
"Lin Yifeng, Wallace isn't really yours, is he?" Sun Guowei's sour tone was practically overflowing.
Lin Yifeng solemnly assured him, "Don't talk nonsense. If the boss hears me, he'll fire me."
"Damn, that scared me! I thought you'd really made a fortune in business!"
Liu Fugui, who was running back from the side, exaggeratedly patted his chest. In the entire dormitory, Liu Fugui only recognized two people.
One of them was Zhou Liangang. Zhou Liangang was a big, burly guy. With him around, none of the roommates in the dormitory were ever bullied by people from other dormitories.
The other one is Lin Yifeng.
Lin Yifeng is handsome, and the kind of girlfriends he wouldn't dare to approach.
"What do you mean by 'going into business'? You all know about my relationship with Tang Yuxia."
After we broke up, I went out to clear my head and happened to run into a shop near Hebei Vocational College that was under renovation.
Then I thought about working part-time to earn some money, just in case I had the chance to go abroad someday.
Lin Yifeng started to deceive his roommates, telling them that he had accidentally stumbled upon the Wallace store renovation and volunteered to become a clerk at the store.
Later, due to his outstanding performance, he was promoted from a shop assistant to the manager of the shop on the street.
Whether Lin Yifeng's roommates believed it or not, he didn't know, but their attention was diverted.
"Let's eat, let's eat!"
"I'm starving! I want a big bowl of braised noodles."
Sun Guowei kept clamoring to go eat braised noodles, and Lin Yifeng, seeing the four people who had staged the accident disappear around the corner of the run-down street, immediately made an excuse to leave:
"You guys go ahead and eat, I'm going to report this to the boss."
"I'll bring some Wallace's set meals back to the dorm tonight and treat you guys to them!"
After saying that, Lin Yifeng strode towards the corner of the dilapidated street where the four people who had staged the accident had disappeared.
...
The four-person group that staged the accident did not go far.
Lin Yifeng followed the four people who were trying to stage an accident at a distance, observing their movements.
Just as Lin Yifeng had predicted, the four-man scammers first went to the Qiaoxi Clinic. After staying in the clinic for about ten minutes, the four of them came out while talking to each other.
After the four men came out, they immediately split up. The bald middle-aged man went north alone, while the other three went west.
Lin Yifeng let the old lady and the child go, and he quietly followed behind the bald middle-aged man, preparing to see where the gang behind the bald middle-aged man lived.
The bald middle-aged man was completely unsuspecting as he wandered through a series of turns and entered a dilapidated courtyard.
This place is now a suburb of Makino City. Over the past thirty years, as Makino City has continued to expand, it has become an urban village within Makino City.
The buildings here are all low-rise courtyards, not much different from those in the countryside. Lin Yifeng noted down the courtyard the bald middle-aged man had entered. Just as he was about to leave, he discovered that the bald man who had just entered the courtyard had come out.
He was pushed out.
The person who shoved him was a middle-aged man in a suit with a round belly. He had a briefcase tucked under his arm and was shouting something as he pushed the bald middle-aged man.
The distance was a bit far, and Lin Yifeng couldn't hear what they were saying very clearly.
"They're arguing?"
Lin Yifeng's original plan was to find out where the people who staged the accidents lived, and then find someone to threaten and intimidate them, so that they would know that Wallace was not someone to be messed with, and that they shouldn't go to Wallace to stage accidents and cause trouble.
Threatening and intimidating such behavior might attract the attention of the police in later generations.
But in this day and age, it's practically the gentlest solution.
It's important to know that in 1992, there was no ban on firearms. Conflicts and disputes broke out in some villages in southern China, and the solution was... clan feuds.
Combat mobilization, the three-three system, infantry-artillery coordination, battles with thousands of soldiers...
In comparison, Lin Yifeng's threats were nothing.
Lin Yifeng quietly crept within about twenty meters, hiding behind a tree with his ears perked up.
"Manager Ma, you said you'd give me 20 if I couldn't get it done, and 50 if I could. What do you mean by giving me only 5 yuan?"
"Get lost! You can't even get things done and you still have the nerve to ask for money? It's just five yuan, take it or leave it!"
"Manager Ma, I also went to make a scene, took a lot of pills, and almost got beaten up. Five yuan is too little. Please give me another five yuan. Consider it as money for my mother's suffering."
"It's only 5 yuan. Don't be so shameless. If you keep yelling, you won't get 5 yuan anymore."
“Manager Ma, you’re supposed to be a factory manager, you don’t have to be like this. Give me another 5 yuan, make it 10 yuan in total, and I’ll leave immediately.”
"I'll say it one last time, it's only 5 yuan, take it or leave it."
Manager Ma, his belly bulging, grumbled, "I told you to cause trouble in a shop with only a few women, and you couldn't even manage that. You still have the nerve to ask for money."
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