“Secretary Zhao, what do you mean by this?”
Indeed, Zhao Cong did not take it seriously.
The county official is not as powerful as the county manager.
Although the political ecosystem of Longguo is such that higher officials can suppress lower ones, Zhao Lichun is merely the deputy secretary of Handong Province and cannot control the officials in Ganzhou.
“I am now demanding, in the name of the first deputy secretary of Handong Province, that Yongchang quickly release Mr. Sha Baoyu, an outstanding student from Handong University.”
Zhao Cong was confused, but he could sense the dissatisfaction in Zhao Lichun's tone.
“Secretary Zhao, is there some misunderstanding?”
“I hope this is a misunderstanding.”
Before Zhao Cong could react, Zhao Lichun directly hung up the phone.
The purpose of this call had already achieved the desired effect.
He contacted Zhao Cong in an official capacity but did not reveal Sha Baoyu's true identity.
This not only raised his presence and applied some pressure on Yongchang but also did not disrupt the plans of Sha Ruijin and his son, effectively killing two birds with one stone.
It wasn't until his secretary reminded him that Sha Baoyu was a VIP of Huiguang Company and also the catalyst for this incident.
Zhao Cong's expression changed drastically, and he instantly felt the tricky nature of this matter.
Today's mass incident, contained within Yongchang's local scope, was merely a trivial matter for Zhao Cong.
If it were to spread, it would deal a significant blow to his political career.
If this incident exposed the collusion of hidden black merchants within Yongchang, his faction would face a catastrophic disaster.
Zhao Cong could no longer afford to care about anything else.
He returned to Zhaohuihuang's side, completely changing his demeanor, and was exceedingly friendly.
“Mr. Zhao, let's put an end to this matter. You need to disperse the people, and I guarantee I will release them immediately.”
Zhao Cong's previously arrogant attitude had now turned obsequious, which only made Zhaohuihuang look down on him even more.
“I will release them, I will disperse them.”
“You disperse them, and I will release them right away.”
“If you don't release them, I won't disperse them.”
Zhao Cong's eyes turned dark with anger, wishing he could strangle the stubborn Zhaohuihuang.
This was like a tongue twister to him.
“Damn it, contact the idiots involved and have them release the people quickly.”
Zhao Cong vented all his frustrations onto his secretary, cursing loudly.
“Secretary Zhao, it's not that we won't release them; it's that he won't leave.”
The bald uniformed man and the floral shirt inside the station were almost in tears.
They finally understood what it meant to invite a god but find it hard to send them away.
From the very first moment Huiguang Company surrounded them, they had prepared to release Sha Baoyu and Old Yu to quickly quell the situation.
However, unexpectedly, this young man was completely unmoved.
“Please, just leave.”
After receiving Zhao Cong's order, the bald uniformed man pleaded with Sha Baoyu to leave this place.
They originally thought they had captured a wealthy god, but little did they know they had brought upon themselves a calamity.
“The matter hasn't been investigated clearly; are you expecting me to leave in such uncertainty?”
Sha Baoyu glanced meaningfully at the floral shirt.
The bald uniformed man immediately understood his implication.
“We have already investigated this matter clearly; this bastard is just a highway robber.
He is extorting us, and we will definitely deal with him according to the law.”
Seeing that Sha Baoyu remained noncommittal, the bald uniformed man secretly steeled himself, gritted his teeth, and swung his elbow to deliver a heavy slap to the floral shirt.
“I’ll be damned if I let you extort us, I’ll be damned if I let you go astray, I’ll be damned if I let you be a highway robber…”
The floral shirt dared not resist, continuously begging for mercy.
“Brother Wan, stop hitting.”
“Brother Wan, I was wrong, I was wrong.”
Before long, the floral shirt had lost all his previous arrogance, beaten to a pulp, looking utterly miserable.
“Are you satisfied with this? If not, why don't you take a swing yourself to vent your anger?”
“As a public servant, why are you hitting people? Look, you’ve beaten him so badly?”
The bald uniformed man finally realized that Sha Baoyu had been toying with him all along.
However, he did not dare to lay a hand on Sha Baoyu; ultimately, all his pent-up anger gathered in his massive fist and landed angrily on the floral shirt's stomach.
“Brother Wan, why did you hit me again?”
“I’m hitting you, you blind fool.”
Zhao Cong was no fool; upon hearing that Sha Baoyu was unwilling to come out, a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.
Sha Baoyu, Sha Ruijin?
Could these two be connected in some way?
In the Ganzhou government building.
Director of the People's Congress, Zhang Guojie, cast a meaningful glance at Sha Ruijin.
“Speaking of which, this play should be coming to an end, right?”
“Haste makes waste.”
Sha Ruijin shifted his position, comfortably leaning back on the sofa.
“I estimate that outside, things must have already turned upside down.”
“You, using your own son as bait, aren't you afraid the old man will come back and give you a beating?”
“He’s my own son; why not use him?”
“The tide has turned.”
Zhang Guojie stood by the window, thoughtfully muttering.
The Sha father and son had joined forces, and this time they truly turned Ganzhou upside down.
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