At 8 p.m., Huang Youwei finished his work and picked up the phone on the table to call Secretary Cui: "Come to my office and report on today's events."
A few minutes later, Secretary Cui came in and told Huang Youwei the whole story. Huang Youwei frowned as he listened. This village chief Zhao was ruthless; he extorted 100,000 yuan right off the bat.
"Can it be replaced?" Huang Youwei pondered for a moment, then asked, "How would you replace it?"
“I don’t know either. Don’t let Mr. Lu’s young age fool you; he’s quite experienced in his speech and actions.” Secretary Cui pondered for a moment and said, “I don’t think he can handle the people from Xiaoli Village. These people are reckless and ruthless; they might leave in a few days.”
Huang Youwei shook his head when he heard what Lu Feng said. Lu Feng never did anything he wasn't sure of. If he said it, then he meant he was going to do it.
“Tell him not to try anything funny. The Public Security Bureau isn’t run by me alone, and don’t expect me to bail him out,” Huang Youwei said in a deep voice.
The next morning, at six o'clock, as soon as breakfast was laid out, Lu Feng went in, ate and drank his fill, changed his clothes, and drove directly to the towns near Xiaoli Village.
The town is bustling with market day right now, and the story of what happened in Xiaoli Village yesterday has been spreading like wildfire among all sorts of hooligans.
Lu Feng drove to the town supermarket, bought a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and saw seven or eight shady-looking young men gathered not far away, some on motorcycles and some on bicycles.
"What are you guys chatting about?" Lu Feng asked as he stepped forward.
The group immediately turned to look at him, only to find they didn't recognize him and stared at him intently.
"Come on, have a smoke. My surname is Lu, and I'll give you a good pack of cigarettes, Hua Zi!" Lu Feng opened the pack and gave each of them a pack.
The men, holding the cigarettes, were somewhat incredulous; this was far too generous!
"Yesterday, a CEO was extorted for 100,000 yuan by a bamboo pole in Xiaoli Village!"
"What a fat pig! Why don't I ever encounter something like this?"
"I heard it's about acquiring an electronics factory. For a big boss like that, 100,000 yuan is just a drop in the ocean!"
Lu Feng, who was listening nearby, asked, "Who's in charge in Little Li Village? Who's the most powerful?"
"Sixth Brother!"
"Who is Sixth Brother? Isn't he the Black Donkey?"
"The black donkey is from the next town. Don't you know him, Sixth Brother? He's the one-eyed nephew. He even treated people to a meal last time."
"Yes, yes, Liu Zi!"
"Is he around 1.78 meters tall, with long hair, and wearing bell-bottoms?" Lu Feng asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, Sixth Brother will always be karaoke!"
Hahahaha!
The atmosphere at the scene was very harmonious. Lu Feng got a basic understanding of this Liu Zi: 27 years old, a local bully in Xiao Li Village, owns a house in the city, used to hang out in dance halls in the city, and later got to know the boss of a local breeding company. This boss had been arrested two years ago for embezzling state-owned assets.
Lu Feng distributed cigarettes throughout the town and got to know a few people from Xiaoli Village. He treated them to lunch and they chatted about what happened yesterday.
They all said Lu Feng had been tricked. Lu Feng smiled and didn't say anything, but asked them if they knew about the electronics factory's equity. The men shook their heads repeatedly.
In the afternoon, Lu Feng gained a basic understanding of the situation in Xiaoli Village. Zhao Ergou owned an apartment in the city and was affiliated with a local mining company, receiving a monthly salary. Some people in the town had visited his apartment.
This man rarely farmed; he mainly worked for city dwellers. He used his connections to get things done with the villagers, and his position as village chief was very stable. Once, after drinking too much at a party, he publicly declared that one day he would become a millionaire by relying on an electronics factory, and everyone in the surrounding villages knew about it.
At 3:30 pm, Lu Feng went to the job market, which was packed with people. He found a few men with fierce-looking faces and tattoos, paid them fifty yuan a day, and they knew exactly what they were supposed to do.
I didn't get back to the hotel until 6:30 pm.
"Where have you been all day?" Zhang Fengxia asked Lu Feng again when she saw him.
"Go check it out, what can you do?" Lu Feng said casually.
"Secretary Cui came this afternoon, he wanted to see you, but he didn't come for a long time and left. Secretary Huang told you to be careful when handling things, and that he wouldn't cover for you if something went wrong, so don't have any illusions."
Lu Feng leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said, "Got it, Huang Youwei, you're afraid even a speck of dust will hit your head!"
"What are we doing tomorrow?" Su Yourong asked.
"Enter the village!" Lu Feng's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Take care of him!"
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