Not to be outdone, Su Jianjun waved his hand, and hundreds of villagers raised their farm tools, creating a tense standoff between the two sides.
"Stop it, all of you!"
Factory Director Liu ran out of the factory, panting heavily, his face ashen.
"This is a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
But nobody listens to him anymore.
Li Qiang swung his baton at Su Jianjun's head, but Su Jianjun dodged it and swung a shovel at Li Qiang's back, causing him to stagger.
Just as a chaotic battle was about to break out, the piercing sound of police sirens suddenly grew louder as they approached.
Six trucks full of armed police roared in and surrounded the entire factory area.
"Put down your weapons!"
A majestic voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.
The crowd parted automatically, and a middle-aged police officer with the rank of third-level police supervisor strode over.
He was followed by more than 20 fully armed special police officers, whose dark gun barrels silenced everyone.
Factory Director Liu rushed forward as if he had seen a savior.
"Director Zhang! You've finally arrived! These troublemakers..."
"Shut up!"
Director Zhang shouted sternly, not even glancing at Factory Director Liu, and walked straight towards Old Master Su.
The police chief, who was in charge of all police affairs in Beijing, already knew the cause and course of events on his way there.
They knew very detailed things, including Liu Meijuan's pregnancy and the beating of Su Jianguo and the others that morning.
Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, the police chief in charge of all police affairs in Beijing walked up to Old Master Su, stood at attention, and saluted.
"Old sir! Zhang Weiguo from the Beijing Public Security Bureau is reporting for duty!"
Grandpa Su slowly stood up and returned a military salute.
"Xiao Zhang, it's been so many years! You've become a bureau chief now."
Director Zhang's eyes were slightly red.
"Old commander, if you hadn't carried me down from the battlefield back then, I would have..."
He took a deep breath, turned to the audience, and spoke in a strong and clear voice.
"An investigation has revealed that Wang Defa, the deputy director of the textile factory, condoned his son Wang Zhenguo's intentional assault on others. The facts are clear and the evidence is conclusive!"
With a wave of his hand, several special police officers immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Wang Defa.
"Liu Zhiguo is suspected of harboring a criminal and has been taken away for investigation! Li Qiang and others from the Security Department are suspected of abusing violence and have all been detained!"
Factory Director Liu's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Director Zhang...Director Zhang, please let me explain..."
Director Zhang gave him a cold glance.
"Let's talk inside."
After finishing these matters, Director Zhang respectfully spoke to Old Master Su.
"Old Chief, rest assured, I will personally oversee this matter. No one involved will be let off the hook, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."
Grandpa Su nodded.
Seeing that someone had already stepped in to handle the situation, Old Master Su naturally wouldn't continue to lead the villagers in causing trouble.
He glanced at all the villagers and spoke slowly.
"Fellow villagers, justice has been served, let's go home!"
Upon hearing this, Su Jianjun immediately led his men to drive the oxcart.
The villagers of Sujiatun soon left the textile factory.
On the way, Wang Guixiang took out two hundred yuan from her pocket.
Su Jianjun was very surprised.
"Wife, where did you get this money?"
Wang Guixiang said proudly.
"I went to the hospital to see your older brother. He gave me this. You know, his sons are all useless, but your older brother still cares about his reputation."
Then, Wang Guixiang held up two hundred yuan high and shouted to her fellow villagers.
"My eldest brother said we can't let the villagers help us for nothing! Let's go out to eat, a big bowl of beef noodles for each of us!"
"good!"
The villagers cheered.
Few of these people have ever dined out in Beijing.
night.
In a hospital ward.
The smell of disinfectant mingled with the aroma of food.
Su Jianguo and his family of six are having a meal in the hospital room.
Four dishes and a soup, all cooked at the restaurant near the entrance.
Su Jianguo had exaggerated bandages wrapped around his head, his right arm in a sling, and his left leg in a cast, looking just like a mummy.
Although he only had minor abrasions, the doctor bandaged him up tightly to make it look realistic.
"Dad, why haven't Grandpa and the others arrived yet?"
The third brother, Su Mingfu, gnawed on a large bone and said in a low voice.
His head was wrapped in thick gauze; the doctor said it was a mild concussion and he needed to be observed for two days.
However, seeing how his third son was gnawing on the bone, Su Jianguo felt that what the doctor said was somewhat exaggerated.
Just as Su Jianguo was about to answer, the ward door was suddenly pushed open.
Grandpa Su strode in, leaning on his cane, followed by his panting wife.
"Father! Mother!"
Su Jianguo struggled to get up, but was stopped by a gesture from the old man.
"Don't move!"
The old man's voice was loud and clear, which attracted the attention of the nurses in the corridor who peeked out.
He walked to Su Jianguo's bedside, looked his son up and down at his exaggerated bandages, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"They're putting on quite a convincing act."
Su Jianguo chuckled and lowered his voice.
"If we don't act convincingly, how will we get those reporters to take pictures? Dad, how did things go?"
As early as last night, Su Jianguo had discussed the whole incident with his father.
In this day and age, getting a high-ranking position in a state-owned enterprise is extremely difficult.
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