Fifty million a day, trapped in the county town, can't spend it all.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang stood up, put his phone in his pocket, and glanced at Lin Qiao, who was still sitting at the table.

"Little Jasmine, that's all for today. Let's chat again next time."

Lin Qiao nodded, and the two then exchanged phone numbers.

Zhang Yang turned and walked out, Cheng Kainian following behind: "What's going on?"

"The urban management officers are here. Someone reported that the construction at Moore Department Store is causing a disturbance to the residents."

"Who reported it?"

"Who do you think could be the person who can clearly write down the model number and decibel level of the construction equipment? I can guess, but I have no proof. I'll go take a look first. I'll leave the follow-up matters to Director Cheng." Zhang Yang said with a furrowed brow.

"Don't worry." Cheng Kainian patted his shoulder, indicating that he could relax.

Zhang Yang got into the car, which headed towards Moore Department Store.

As he watched the street scene flash by, he pondered. Zhao Yongchang had been quiet for a week, and sure enough, he hadn't been holding back any good news.

When Zhang Yang arrived at Moore Department Store, there was a city management enforcement vehicle parked at the entrance. The blue and white body of the vehicle was particularly eye-catching in the afternoon sunlight. A middle-aged man in uniform was standing next to the vehicle, holding a folder in his hand, and talking to Ye Mei.

Ye Mei stood ramrod straight with her back to Zhang Yang, explaining to him, "Comrade, our construction hours are strictly in accordance with regulations: 8:00 AM to 12:00 PM and 2:00 PM to 6:00 PM, with a two-hour break in between. There has been no overtime work."

"I know your hours are compliant." The uniformed man's tone was still relatively polite as he handed over the folder. "However, someone has reported that you are making excessive noise. This is the contents of the complaint letter; take a look for yourselves."

Ye Mei took it and glanced at it, then frowned.

Zhang Yang walked over, stood beside her, and asked, "President Ye, what's going on?"

Ye Mei handed him the folder: "The report is very detailed."

Zhang Yang glanced at it and saw that everything was clearly written down, from the model of the construction equipment and the construction time to even the estimated decibel level. At the end, he added a sentence: "We have reported this to the relevant departments many times, but it has not been dealt with yet. Please verify it as soon as possible."

After reading it, Zhang Yang sneered inwardly.

This was clearly a targeted report. He closed the folder and handed it back to the uniformed man: "Comrade, have you verified this report?"

The uniformed man glanced at him: "Who are you?"

"Zhang Yang, the owner of this building."

The uniformed man sized him up: "The homeowner? You're not the contractor?"

"No, I bought this building, and I hired the construction team to help with the renovation."

The uniformed man nodded: "Then you've come at the right time. We received this complaint letter and, according to regulations, we need to come and verify it. Don't be nervous; we're not going to punish you, it's just a formality."

"Okay, just tell me if there's anything I need your cooperation with."

The uniformed man didn't make things difficult for him. He walked around the mall, measured the noise levels at several points, and checked the construction time records. The whole process took less than half an hour.

Before leaving, the uniformed man put away the folder and said to Zhang Yang, "Mr. Zhang, right? I've looked at the data. Your construction time and volume are within the prescribed range. That's all for today. I'll go back and verify the situation."

"Thanks for your hard work."

The uniformed man got into the car, the law enforcement vehicle turned around and drove away. Zhang Yang stood at the door, watching the car disappear, his smile gradually fading.

Ye Mei stood to the side and asked softly, "Do you know who it is?"

"We have suspects, but no evidence." Zhang Yang shook his head, took out his phone and sent a message to Cheng Kainian: "The urban management officers have left. They didn't find anything wrong. If it's convenient for you, could you help me find out who reported the case?"

Cheng Kainian replied instantly with a single word: "Okay".

Zhang Yang put his phone back in his pocket, turned to Ye Mei and said, "Continue construction, no need to stop."

"What if they come again?"

"Come if you want. If you can't find any problems, it's the same no matter how many times you come. But you should keep a close eye on things here. Be careful during the construction these next few days and don't give anyone any leverage."

Ye Mei nodded and turned to go into the building.

Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the mall and lit a cigarette.

The whistleblower's methods were not particularly sophisticated; reporting construction noise would not uncover any problems, at most resulting in construction being halted for an hour or two.

This is a form of pressure, using the most inconspicuous means to disgust yourself.

After taking the last drag of his cigarette, Zhang Yang stubbed it out and threw it into the trash can.

Whoever wants to play, then play with them.

He took out his phone and dialed Wen Yining's number: "Attorney Wen, if someone maliciously reports us or disrupts the normal construction order, what legal procedures can we take?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "You mean, you want to secure evidence?"

"Yes, I'll record each time he reports me, and when he reports me a third time, I'll settle all the scores with him."

Wen Yining's voice carried a hint of a smile: "Understood, I'll prepare it right away, but this evidence is hard to secure. The other party won't be foolish enough to keep using the same trick, nor will they use the same number to report it."

"It's alright, let's prepare it first, just in case we need it."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang sent Chen Rou another message: "Will the partition for the workshop in the east workshop be completed the day after tomorrow?"

"It's a bit tight the day after tomorrow, but I'll get it done for you the day after that."

"Okay, the day after tomorrow it is. We also need to buy all the tools for the craftsmen."

"clear."

Zhang Yang put away his phone, glanced at the time, and saw it was past four in the afternoon.

He walked to the open space on the side of the mall, looked up at the building, a five-story building. Due to the interior renovation, the glass curtain wall was covered with a thick layer of dust. After the interior renovation was completed, the exterior would also need to be redone.

He turned and walked toward Xiao Li's car parked by the roadside. Just as he opened the car door, Manager Song called him.

Zhang Yang smoothly connected the call.

"Hello, Manager Song."

"Mr. Zhang."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"I heard you ran into some trouble today?" Manager Song's voice sounded hesitant. "There's something I'm not sure if I should say..."

"you say."

"I heard that Zhao Yongchang has recently been having people investigate your company, including your business license, construction permit, employment contracts... He seems to be trying to find anything unreasonable about your company."

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh? Where did you hear that?"

"It's from a friend at the building materials market. Zhao Yongchang recently said at a dinner that he'll make it impossible for you to stay in Mou County."

Zhang Yang laughed in anger.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Manager Song added, "Mr. Zhang, I'll continue to keep an eye on this for you."

"Thank you, I'll remember this favor. Once the renovations are finished, you can continue managing the property."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang," Manager Song said, and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Yang put his phone back in his pocket, got into the car, and said, "Back to the company."

The car started moving, and the street scene outside the window began to recede.

Logically speaking, this kind of whistleblowing, apart from disgusting Zhang Yang, doesn't actually serve any purpose. When Zhang Yang heard the news, his first suspect was indeed Zhao Yongchang. Now that he heard that Zhao Yongchang was investigating his company's problems, it seems that Zhao Yongchang is indeed targeting him.

But Zhang Yang always felt that something was wrong. He had challenged Zhao Yongchang more than once or twice. Given Zhao Yongchang's style, even if he wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't leave any loose ends. He had been in the county for so many years. If he couldn't even hide himself, he wouldn't have achieved what he has today.

Just as I was pondering this, Cheng Kainian called.

"Director Cheng."

"Mr. Zhang, we can't find the whistleblower. It's an anonymous report, and the IP address isn't even local."

"There's one more thing," Cheng Kainian continued, "This afternoon, someone from Zhao Yongchang's side went to the human resources and social security window to check your company's employment registration. The person at the window knows me and mentioned it casually."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang frowned deeply: "Alright, I understand, Director Cheng. We'll contact you again if there's any further news."