Reaching the Pinnacle: Starting from Joining the Discipline Inspection Commission

"Get out of the way!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

A loud shout made the crowd part to make way, and a burly, fat man in a police uniform walked over.

Behind him followed two young men.

He glanced at Eighth Master sitting on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly, before turning his gaze to Wang Feng and the other man.

"Take these two with you!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng felt like he was back at the Starlight Night Market.

Same scene, different people.

The difference is that last time, Xu Chu was standing next to him, but this time, he only has Zhao Zihua by his side.

"What? They ignore those who oppress the people, but they specifically target us good Samaritans?"

Wang Feng stood up angrily, staring at the person who spoke, his eyes cold.

"Oppressing the people?"

The fat man chuckled, giving the onlookers a threatening look in his eyes.

"Who bullied us? Nobody called the police. Instead, someone reported you two for assault. Tell me, if I don't arrest you, who should I arrest?"

Hearing the fat man say that, Wang Feng was amused.

This blatant lying is exactly the same as Lin Qiang's back then.

"Okay, then I'll call the police."

Wang Feng pointed at Eighth Master and said, "They illegally collect protection fees and damage the property of the people in public. They are a typical criminal gang."

Seeing Wang Feng react so quickly, the fat man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then take them all back."

"etc."

The fat man looked at Wang Feng impatiently and said unhappily, "You're not playing anymore, are you?"

"I can go back with you, but Jia Xuguang must come and take me back personally."

Jia Xuguang, Secretary of the County Party Committee of Oasis County.

Upon hearing this, the fat man's face showed anger, and his gaze towards Wang Feng was extremely unfriendly.

Eighth Master had already gotten up from the ground by this time. Hearing Wang Feng's words, he sneered:

"Kid, don't push your luck by calling my uncle by his name. Even if you have some powerful connections, you'd better stay down here."

"Yeah?"

Wang Feng glanced at Eighth Master with interest, then turned his gaze to Fatty.

Tell him I am Wang Feng.

"I'm really giving you too much credit..." Eighth Master wanted to say something, but was pushed away by the fat man next to him.

"What did you say your name was?"

"Wang Feng!"

Upon hearing this name, the fat man's face clearly showed panic, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

"You're Wang Feng, the one sent from above?"

Fatty thought about the message posted in the family group last night and realized that he might have bitten off more than he could chew.

Wang Feng is here to investigate the case.

He was the imperial envoy appointed by the emperor.

"Yes, call him."

A struggle flashed in the fat man's eyes. The next second, to everyone's astonishment, he stood before Wang Feng and spoke respectfully.

"Director Wang, I was blind and offended you. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time, okay?"

He dared not make the call because the other party had repeatedly emphasized in the group chat last night that one should not get into conflict with Wang Feng unless absolutely necessary, and yet, not long after, he…

"You idiot, what the hell are you standing there for? Hurry up and kowtow to Director Wang and apologize."

Suddenly, the fat man slapped Eighth Master hard on the bald head. Eighth Master winced in pain, and although he didn't quite understand what had happened, he quickly did as he was told.

But he dared not disobey the fat man's wishes. The reason he could act so arrogantly on this street was entirely due to the fat man's protection.

"Why should I apologize? You didn't ask me for protection money, and you didn't smash my stall."

Wang Feng spoke calmly.

"You idiot, are you trying to mess around in my name again? I'll beat you to death, you bastard."

Seeing this, the fat man grabbed Eighth Master and dragged him in front of the stall owner, demanding that he apologize and return the money.

This scene truly stunned the onlookers.

They looked at Wang Feng, wondering who he was that could make the usually arrogant fat man so flustered.

In the crowd, a dark-skinned man saw this scene, his eyes flashed, and he immediately turned and left.

The stall owner panicked at this moment, unsure of what to do as he looked at the money that Master Ba handed him.

"Keep it; this is their compensation for your losses."

Wang Feng spoke up, and the stall owner took the money, hurriedly saying things like "it's okay."

Seeing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel angry for the people of Oasis County. How much oppression must they have been subjected to to be so frightened?

"Director Wang, my brother—no, Secretary Jia—had already instructed that if you came, he would take you there..."

"I'm not going anywhere. I'll just wait for him here. I want to ask him face-to-face who set this so-called 'stall protection fee'..."

Wang Feng interrupted the fat man, and what he said made the fat man break out in a cold sweat.

"Are you going to fight or not? If you don't, I will..."

Wang Feng gave Zhao Zihua a look, and Zhao Zihua immediately took a look, pulled out his phone, and pretended to make a call.

"Director Wang, I'll call, I'll call..."

The fat man knew that if Wang Feng made the call, he would be punished when he got back, but if he made the call himself, he would probably only get a good scolding.

Comparing the two, he felt that being scolded was easier to accept.

"Who exactly is this Wang Feng? He seems so formidable?"

"He's probably the son of some high-ranking leader. Judging from how young he is, he must be someone important."

"This scene was truly satisfying to watch; the higher-ups should have sent someone down a long time ago."

"..."

Listening to the whispers of the crowd, Wang Feng stared at the fat man, who didn't dare to delay and immediately dialed Jia Xuguang's number.

"Feed..."

The fat man hung up the phone with his head down, never daring to look Wang Feng in the eye.

He felt that Wang Feng's eyes had a kind of magic, as if they could see through his heart.

soon.

The crowd parted again, and several people walked in from among them.

The person in the lead wore gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a refined and scholarly air.

It was Jia Xuguang.

Behind him followed a group of leaders and cadres from Oasis County.

Upon seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in surprise once again, and their curiosity about Wang Feng intensified.

"Director Wang, you didn't even let me know you were coming. I would have brought people to welcome you."

With a gloomy face, Jia Xuguang first glared at the fat man and the Eighth Master who was still kneeling on the ground, then looked up and smiled at Wang Feng.

As the saying goes, you can't hit someone who's smiling.

Upon seeing Jia Xuguang enter, Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and spoke with a smile.

"Secretary Jia, as you know, the higher-ups have been saying that we need to go deep into the grassroots. I just thought I'd come here to get used to the environment of our Oasis County first."

"As soon as I arrived, our grassroots cadres gave me a big surprise. Secretary Jia, what do you think we should do about this?"

Jia Xuguang frowned almost imperceptibly, glancing at Wang Feng with a hint of displeasure...