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When Xiao Fu led two security guards down to the first floor, they saw more than a dozen thugs baring their teeth and brandishing their arms as they poured into the factory. Looking towards the gate, there were also about a dozen people crowding the street outside the factory.

The dozen or so printing factory employees on the first floor were forced into a corner and huddled together like quails. When they saw some thugs trying to touch the printing factory's machines, Xiao Fu leaped up and knocked several people down with a few punches and kicks.

The two security guards also drew their batons and stood next to Xiao Fu, separating the thugs from the machine.

"Who are you people, and why are you causing trouble at our factory?" Xiao Fu shouted sternly.

Over the course of a few months, Xiao Fu gradually developed the qualities of someone who could handle things independently, and Cao Tai was now confident that he could let him deal with things on his own.

"Damn it, a little brat!" A short, stocky man wearing a vest covered in dragons and tigers strode arrogantly out of the crowd.

He was even shorter than Xiao Fu, yet he still looked down on Xiao Fu and his two companions.

"This whole area is under my jurisdiction, Yi Sheng Crab. Your factory has been owing you for several months. I'm here to collect your debts. If you don't pay, don't blame me for making things difficult." Crab Bro was arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone.

"Bang!" "Ah..." Crab Bro covered his face and squatted down.

The moment Crab Bro finished speaking, Xiao Fu snatched the baton from his partner's hand. He smashed it right into Crab Bro's upturned face, the blow landing perfectly in the right spot. Crab Bro, having taken the full brunt of the blow, was instantly forced to retreat.

After defeating Crab Brother, Xiao Fu dashed into the group of thugs, his stick flashing, and cries of pain echoed through the crowd.

Not to be outdone, the two security guards followed suit. The one whose baton had been snatched by Xiao Fu kicked Yi Sheng Crab in the head as he passed by. Crab, who was squatting down, cried out "Ah!" and lay down, covering his face with his hands and hissing in cold air.

A few minutes later, when Cao Tai was respectfully escorted down by Factory Director Gu, a bunch of people collapsed inside and outside the factory gate. Except for Crab, who seemed completely lifeless, the others were clutching their hands or legs, and the cries of pain were clearly from all sides.

"Are you alright?" Cao Tai glanced at the workers who were still huddled together, silent and trembling, then walked over to the three standing figures and asked.

Xiao Fu's clothes were only slightly disheveled, and there were no visible injuries. However, the two security guards sent by Wang Weiguo had bruises on their exposed skin, indicating that they had suffered some serious injuries.

All three shook their heads to indicate that they were not seriously injured.

"Beep beep beep..." A piercing whistle sounded, and two uniformed police officers ran over from a distance.

When they arrived, they stared in disbelief at the twenty-odd people lying on the ground for a moment. Then, the older, senior officer looked tremblingly at the remaining people and asked, "Sir, what...what happened?"

"We'll talk when your superior arrives." Cao Tai said calmly, then ignored the two patrol officers and turned to walk towards Yi Sheng Crab Brother, whom Xiao Fu had just pointed out.

"Ah..." Crab Bro, who was lying down pretending to be dead, was kicked under the armpit by Mr. Cao's toe. The instant pain made him jump like a fish out of water, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Sir!" The patrol officer outside the door, his right hand on his holster, shouted and tried to rush in, but was blocked by Xiao Fu.

"The boss said to wait until your superior arrives. This... you can't take the responsibility!"

Looking at the still-youthful face in front of him, the middle-aged patrol officer reached out to stop his eager young colleague, sighed, and then pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder to report the situation on the scene.

"Is this Yi Sheng Crab Bro? Who sent you here?" Cao Tai looked down at the man with a vertical bruise on his face and bloodstains around his mouth, which looked like his lip had also been broken.

"Brother, I just came here to chat with a friend. I didn't know you were going to say that." Through the gate, you could see two policemen standing outside. At this point, Crab Brother was relieved. Anyway, the factory hadn't started to be smashed yet. Even if he was taken back to the police station for questioning, he would only be out in a day.

"I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth." Looking at the crab that was still stubbornly holding on, Cao Tai wasted no time. After saying this, he walked out. The factory manager, who was standing dumbfounded at the bottom of the stairs, hurriedly followed him out.

"Xiao Fu, when you get back, call Wen Nuoyan and have him contact Yi Sheng Huo Shui to give me an explanation. The printing press that was damaged is worth $8, and his gang members came to my door to intimidate and extort money. Make him pay for it. Now, call Hu Zhiyong and have him come over to help you with this." Cao Tai came to Xiao Fu's side and first gave him instructions.

Then he turned to look at Gu Dazhi, who had just followed him out: "Don't forget what I just said. If you don't keep a good eye on the factory, you'd better watch out."

Cao Tai has some patience for most people and can give them another chance. Unlike those who deliberately try to harm his interests, Mr. Cao's instinct is to first help them pass on to the afterlife.

"Sir, you can't leave yet." Seeing Cao Tai about to walk past him, the middle-aged police officer reached out to stop him.

"Officer, my boss was just upstairs explaining some things about the factory to me. He has no idea what happened downstairs. When we came down, the scene was already like this. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me." Gu Dazhi was now willing to stand up to the police for his boss, since his boss was willing to give him another chance.

The patrol officer watched as Cao Tai walked to a large, imposing luxury Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road, opened the door, got into the driver's seat, the engine roared to life, the headlights flashed a few times, and the car slowly started and drove away.

Chief Editor's Office, 6th Floor, Kowloon Daily News, Cheung Sha Wan Road.

Cao Tai walked straight in as the door was wide open, and saw a lean man behind the desk writing furiously. He called out, "Xiao Weng."

"Hey! Boss Cao's back." The lean man joked, putting down his pen, getting up and walking to a table where miscellaneous items were placed. He poured a cup of hot water from the kettle and placed it in front of Cao Tai, who was sitting at the desk.

The man's name is Leung Sik, nicknamed "Hau Weng". He is 57 years old and is a well-known newspaper person in Hong Kong Island who was hired by Wu Chi-yung to manage eight newspapers for Tsao Tai.

He is famous for two reasons: first, he was able to revive a dying newspaper, increasing its sales from two or three thousand copies to 12 copies.

Secondly, when he decided to reform and wanted to increase newspaper sales again, the newspaper owner, who was short-sighted, tried to stop him and was knocked down by him with a few punches. It should be noted that he was from Guangxi and had joined the army to work as a radish seller at the age of 13.

It can be said that his worldview was formed during his youth and adolescence, when he was in the military. He was a battle-hardened warrior who had survived countless battles. He was talented, but also had a fierce temper.

When the boss's ideas touched on some unspeakable matters, even though he was fifty-five at the time, he still knocked down the tall and strong boss with a few punches, and then casually threw down his pen and left.

With his wealth, he originally planned to retire after leaving his previous newspaper, and other newspapers had offered him high salaries to hire him.

But he had already become somewhat disillusioned with the world and no longer wanted to work in the newspaper industry. He only wanted to enjoy family life and occasionally write articles for submission.

Cao Tai's invitation came from two reasons: firstly, he might have been feeling restless after two years of inactivity; secondly, Cao Tai promised to hand over the entire newspaper company to him for management, with the exception of the eight newspapers operating independently without being merged, he would have complete control over everything else.

Liang Shi had never seen a boss like this before. After their first meeting, one was full of talent and the other was incredibly strong. The two were able to have a pleasant conversation, and the salary was no longer important.

Lao Liang is wealthy. He once wrote more than a dozen columns every day, earning 12 yuan a month. Moreover, he still receives a steady stream of royalties every month for the more than a dozen books he has published.

Today, Cao Tai originally came to discuss with him the matter of publishing novels by mainland writers in his own newspaper, but halfway there, "Xinzhou Printing Factory" called to say that one of the printing machines had broken down, which was a major event affecting newspaper printing.

Although with the current circulation of eight newspapers, one printing press is more than enough to handle the printing tasks and there is still some spare capacity, one of the machines, which was in perfect working order not long ago, suddenly broke down. Cao Tai immediately thought that someone was causing trouble, and if it was not dealt with quickly, the other one might break down soon as well.

When I got there, I found out that someone was causing trouble. Now that I know who is causing trouble in the open, I can deal with the rest secretly. So I came back to chat with Editor-in-Chief Liang again.