Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Qingyu Food Factory.

General Manager's Office.

The air seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Su Zhenbang was covered in sweat, his hands constantly rubbing the hem of his clothes, his eyes darting nervously towards the young man sitting in the boss's chair.

At this moment, Liang Cheng was staring at a monitor in front of him.

What's playing on the screen.

It's surveillance video.

The image was somewhat blurry, but several furtive figures could still be clearly discerned.

They crouched low, skillfully avoiding the security guards' patrol routes, and made their way to the vicinity of the drainage outlet on the back wall of the factory.

Followed by.

One by one, black plastic bags were thrown in.

Some people even poured some kind of unidentified liquid into it.

"Mr. Cheng..."

Su Zhenbang's voice was trembling.

"The security team went to check this morning, and those bags were full of dead rats, rotten vegetable leaves, and feces."

"That liquid is industrial wastewater, and it has a very pungent smell."

"If the health bureau or the media finds out about this, our reputation for operating room-level hygiene will be ruined instantly!"

Su Zhenbang was truly afraid.

Working in the food industry.

What I fear most is this kind of dirty water.

Once you're tainted, you can't wash yourself off even if you jump into the Yellow River.

Li Hao stood to the side, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his teeth clenched.

"Brother Cheng, this must have been done by that bastard Zhao Ruilong!"

"No one but him is that despicable!"

"I'll take some men right now, find those thugs who threw things, and cripple them!"

Compared to the shock and anger of the crowd.

Liang Cheng, however, appeared unusually calm.

He even picked up the teacup on the table, gently blew away the foam, and took a sip.

A mocking sneer slowly curled at the corner of his lips.

"What's the panic?"

Liang Cheng put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Is this how Young Master Zhao operates?"

"Dead rat? Dung?"

"Ha, they're really getting worse with age, not making any progress at all."

He raised his head and glanced at the crowd, his voice calm yet exuding an air of authority.

"Li Hao, withdraw your men."

"Fighting and killing are things only thugs do."

"We are legitimate business people."

Li Hao was taken aback: "Brother Cheng, are we just going to put up with this?"

"Tolerate?"

Liang Cheng shook his head.

He pointed to the monitor.

"This isn't dirty water; it's clearly a big gift from Zhao Ruilong."

"Pass on my orders."

"First, the surveillance video footage should be sealed and backed up three times, with each copy kept separately."

"Secondly, do not clean up the site; protect it."

"Third, notify the reporters from the city TV station's legal program, as well as our acquaintances at the provincial newspaper, and tell them that we have caught someone in the act of poisoning and invite them to come and watch the show."

Su Zhenbang's eyes widened: "Poison...poisoning?"

Liang Cheng glanced at him, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Throwing dead rats and unidentified liquids into the water source and drainage outlets of a food factory—what else is that but poisoning?"

"Endangering public safety and intending to create a large-scale food safety incident."

"Let's see if Zhao Ruilong can pull off this hat."

hiss--!

A collective gasp filled the office.

ruthless!

Too bad!

It was originally just a prank by a disgusting person.

In Liang Cheng's words, it was directly elevated to the level of a serious criminal offense!

Moreover, there is surveillance footage to prove it.

The proof is like a mountain!

This is a classic example of dimensional reduction attack!

"By the way, what happened to the transport truck being intercepted?"

After dealing with this matter.

Liang Cheng turned his head to steady himself.

Li Hao hurriedly said.

"Here's the thing, our transport truck bound for Luzhou got stopped on the national highway!"

"They claim to be from the road administration, but they're actually just a bunch of road bullies!"

"They insisted our vehicle was overloaded and wanted to fine us 5,000 yuan. The driver got angry and argued with them, and then..."

Zhao Ming's voice was choked with emotion.

"As a result, they dragged him down and beat him up!"

"The vehicle has been impounded, the goods have been seized, and the driver is still in the hospital!"

boom!

Liang Cheng slammed the pen in his hand heavily on the table.

The sharp crack made everyone's heart skip a beat.

The temperature in the office.

It instantly dropped to freezing point.

Liang Cheng stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the bustling factory area.

His back was straight, yet it exuded a chilling aura that made people's hearts tremble.

If it's a dead mouse.

That's still commercially disgusting.

But once people are involved, the nature of the matter changes.

"How is the driver?"

Liang Cheng's voice was unreadable, but those who knew him well understood.

This is the calm before the storm.

"He's already been taken to the First Municipal Hospital; his life is not in danger."

"The doctor said we may need to observe for a period of time."

"The company covers all medical expenses."

Liang Cheng turned around, his eyes sharp as knives.

"Compensation for lost wages, nutritional expenses, and mental distress shall be paid at three times the highest standard."

"Tell my wounded brother that I will avenge him tenfold, a hundredfold!"

"besides."

Liang Cheng looked at Li Hao.

"Keep the team members calm."

"Tell them that if they encounter a road bully, they shouldn't fight him head-on; their lives should be their priority."

"Give them the car, give them the goods."

Let them rob it.

"Let them go crazy."

"Whom God wishes to destroy, He first makes mad."

Li Hao took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Understood!"

After arranging all of this.

Liang Cheng waved for everyone to leave.

He was the only one left in the office.

He sat back down in his chair and picked up the phone.

He skillfully dialed a number.

That leads directly to the provincial party committee compound.

The dedicated line to Liang Qunfeng's office.

beep - beep -

The call was connected.

Liang Qunfeng's calm and authoritative voice came from the other end.

"Hello, this is Liang Qunfeng."

Liang Cheng took a deep breath and composed himself.

At this moment, he...

He is no longer the shrewd and calculating business tycoon he once was.

His tone carried a hint of solemnity and indignation.

"Dad, it's me, Liang Cheng."

There's something I feel I must report to you.

On the other end of the phone.

Liang Qunfeng sensed the unusual tone in his son's voice and put down the documents in his hand.

"What happened? Is it related to business?"

"It's not just about business."

Liang Cheng's voice was deep and powerful.

"Dad, just now, one of our transport drivers was beaten by a group of road thugs who called themselves traffic assistants on the national highway, and their truck and cargo were impounded."

"Furthermore, our food factory was poisoned and vandalized by unidentified individuals."

Liang Qunfeng frowned slightly: "Did you call the police?"

"I've reported it."

Liang Cheng paused for a moment, then unleashed his true trump card.

"But Dad, this is not just a minor crime."

"This is damaging the business environment of Handong Province!"

"This is a blatant challenge to the provincial party committee's strategic plan to vigorously develop the private economy!"

"If even a star company like ours has to suffer threats and intimidation from these evil forces."

"After that, who would dare to invest in Handong?"

"Who would dare to do business in Handong?"

Liang Cheng's words.

Every word is piercing to the heart.

He didn't mention Zhao Ruilong at all.

But he knew.

Liang Qunfeng will definitely understand.

At this critical juncture.

Who most wants the Liang family's business to run into trouble?

Who most wants the private sector in Handong to fail to take off?

Only Zhao Lichun!