Wu Dalong stood there stiffly, his eyes fixed on the round, bright red steel stamp.

The seal of the county industrial and commercial bureau.

The characters in the registration and licensing department.

It can't be fake.

Wouldn't that mean...?

Suddenly, his outstretched finger froze in mid-air. He couldn't bring himself to pull it back, nor could he continue pointing. He was completely frozen in place, and the scene was extremely awkward.

Those who were following behind him, who were originally prepared to overturn the stall, were now completely speechless.

Anyone who makes a living on the street knows the power of the local industrial and commercial bureau.

Conversely, those who wear this blue uniform are most afraid of encountering tough opponents.

That is, having legal documents in hand and understanding the policies.

If you push this kind of person too far and make a scene at the county bureau, it's definitely the subordinates who will suffer.

"Brother Da Long, what... what do we do now?"

The burly man swallowed hard and whispered in Wu Dalong's ear.

Wu Dalong then came to his senses, feeling a burning sensation on his face.

The onlookers pointed and whispered, each word sounding like a slap in the face.

Normally, when he leads a team to inspect the streets, which vendor doesn't dread seeing him like a mouse seeing a cat? How could he be humiliated in the street by a young man selling watermelon juice?

No!

If we leave in such a humiliating way today, how will we ever be able to hold our heads high in this area again?

How can I lead this team?

In the distance, Chen Defu, who was watching the show from the periphery of the crowd, almost dropped his jaw.

The cigarette butt burned the Hongtashan cigarette between his fingers, making him shudder and quickly shake it off.

"Damn it! Where did this kid get a business license?!"

Chen Defu also became anxious.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"Cousin Da Long won't just let this go. Can't he find an excuse to deal with a street vendor?"

In front of the stall, Wu Dalong suddenly straightened up, trying to appear fierce, and shouted to cover up his guilty conscience.

"Shut up, all of you!"

He snatched the red notebook, flipped through it twice, snorted coldly, and slammed it back onto the cutting board.

"Okay, then I'll assume you have a business license!"

Wu Dalong's eyes darted around, his gaze landing on the cutting board where he was slicing melons and the water stains on the ground. He tried to argue his way out of it, but his confidence immediately returned.

"Does having a license mean you can freely occupy the street to operate a business? Does having a license mean you can litter all over the streets?"

He pointed to a puddle of ice water on the ground that hadn't been wiped clean, spitting as he spoke.

"Look at this ground! What do you call this? This is severely damaging the city's appearance and affecting environmental sanitation!"

"Let me tell you, based on this alone, I can still seize your business right now and shut it down immediately!"

As soon as this explanation came out, Liangzi's anger, which he had just suppressed, suddenly flared up again.

Are you blind?!

Liangzi pointed directly at Wu Dalong's nose and yelled, "Where have we damaged the environment?!"

Seeing that Liangzi still dared to talk back, Wu Dalong immediately displayed his official authority: "Still dare to talk back? Get him banned..."

"Give me a break!"

Before Wu Dalong could give any instructions, an elderly woman carrying a shopping basket next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

The woman stepped out and pointed under the cart.

"You officials in the industry and commerce bureau always bully honest people, don't you? That young man had two big snakeskin bags covered under his stall!"

"Watermelon rinds and used paper cups are all neatly put in the bag!"

Another old man pushing a bicycle chimed in:

"Exactly! Their cutting board is cleaner than your dining table!"

"What's wrong with a few drops of water? Does melting ice on a hot day count as damaging the city's appearance? It dries in half a minute in the sun. Making a fuss about that is just nitpicking!"

"I think they're just deliberately picking a fight!"

People's eyes are sharp.

I was afraid of Wu Dalong just now because I thought Liu Guangming was in the wrong.

Now that they have all the necessary paperwork and are completely clean, if we let them bully us like this again, even a clay figure will grow old.

Everyone chimed in with their own words, leaving Wu Dalong and his group cowering in fear.

Wu Dalong became enraged, circling around and pointing, "What are you all making a fuss about! Obstructing official business will get you all punished!"

"Captain Wu has quite the airs of an official."

Liu Guangming carefully folded the business license and put it into his shirt pocket.

He walked around the cart and straight up to Wu Dalong, the two of them no more than half a meter apart.

Liu Guangming was tall, and standing there, he looked down at Wu Dalong, instantly suppressing him with his aura.

"Captain Wu, it's the middle of summer, and the streets are full of stalls."

Liu Guangming raised his hand and gestured around the movie theater.

"The vendors selling sunflower seeds and peanuts over there have sunflower seed shells scattered all over the ground. The vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes over there have oven ash blowing everywhere."

"They might not even have a license on a piece of paper."

He withdrew his hand and stared into Wu Dalong's eyes.

"What? You don't care about all those unlicensed businesses and littering all over the county?"

"Why did they bring so many people straight to my stall, which has all the necessary permits and is spotless?"

"And they just came out and tried to impound my car and confiscate my money without even asking any questions?"

With each sentence Liu Guangming spoke, he took a step closer.

Wu Dalong was momentarily forced back by the imposing aura emanating from him, and stammered:

"You... what's it to you who I'm checking! I'm just patrolling the streets normally!"

"Routine street patrol?"

Liu Guangming burst into laughter, pressing his advantage and raising his voice sharply.

"I think you're just taking revenge! You're being instructed by someone to specifically target me, a licensed merchant!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Defu, who was on the outskirts of the crowd, felt a chill run down his spine, his face turned pale, and he instinctively hid behind a few of his underlings.

"Stop spouting nonsense!"

Wu Dalong jumped up and down like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, yelling, "I'll drag you back right now and make you come to your senses!"

"You dare!"

Liu Guangming shouted loudly, startling Wu Dalong into a pause.

"Captain Wu, what year is it? 1992!"

Liu Guangming straightened his back and spoke clearly and distinctly, each word striking the ears of everyone present like a hammer blow.

"At the beginning of the year, the top leader inspected the south and delivered an important speech!"

"It's being broadcast in newspapers and on the radio every day. As a government official and a market manager, are you pretending not to hear it?!"

Wu Dalong was stunned.

Liu Guangming gave him no chance to catch his breath and loudly recited:

"We must be bolder in reform and opening up, and dare to experiment. We can't be like women with bound feet! Once we've identified a promising opportunity, we should boldly try it and take bold risks!"

"Development is the only way forward!"

"The government is now strongly encouraging people to find their own way to make a living and revitalizing the private economy!"

"I, Liu Guangming, responded to the nation's call, neither stealing nor robbing, earning my living with my own hands. I obtained a business license from the Industry and Commerce Bureau in a fair and square manner. This is my way of putting the nation's major policies into practice!"

The surrounding villagers nodded in agreement.

These days, newspapers and radio broadcast these things every day, and ordinary people know that the wind has changed. Individual business owners are no longer drifters, but rather the cradle of millionaires.

"And what about you!"

Liu Guangming suddenly pointed at Wu Dalong's nose.

"You not only fail to protect legally operating individual businesses, but you also abuse your power under the guise of law enforcement, settling personal scores and forcibly suppressing us legitimate merchants!"

"What are you doing? You're hindering the development of a market economy! You're going against national policy!"

"What the higher-ups said is right: whoever opposes reform and opening up should be removed from office!"

Liu Guangming paused, then raised his voice a few decibels.

"Wu Dalong! You didn't just kick my stall, you kicked the wave of China's reform and opening up!"

"This ticket you issued wasn't for me; it's an act of resistance against the central government's policies!"

"Can you bear to wear this huge label of 'sabotaging reform and opening up'?! Can your county's industrial and commercial bureau bear to wear it?!"

boom!

These words caused an uproar at the scene.

"Well said!"

"This young man is educated! He's absolutely right!"

"That's right! Why are they suppressing us ordinary people from doing business! Let's go, let's go to the county committee and report them!"

In an instant, the elderly men and women waved their palm-leaf fans and vegetable baskets, surrounded Wu Dalong and his group, and started pointing fingers and criticizing them.

Wu Dalong had completely lost his arrogance at this moment.

He felt a buzzing in his head, his legs went weak, and his calves began to cramp uncontrollably.

Undermining reform and opening up? Resisting central government policies?

This is a damn serious crime!

These days, anyone who dares to make a mistake in this matter, let alone a small team leader in the market management team, even the director of their industrial and commercial bureau, would be immediately stripped of his skin and forced to pack his bags and leave if reported!

Just who is this kid?

Why does he spout so many grand principles, one after another, even putting on a bigger accusation than a county magistrate?!

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Wu Dalong's forehead.

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