Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Chen Yanshi stood up. "First of all, I want to state that I do not hold any shares in Dafeng Factory."

The Dafeng Factory embodies the hard work of generations of workers and provides livelihoods for hundreds of families. How can it be demolished so easily?

You are disregarding workers' rights and chilling the hearts of ordinary people!

The old man's determination to protect the factory and the people is deeply ingrained; he will not back down even a step.

Zheng Xipo was emotional and his face was full of anxiety. "Yes! Secretary Sha, leaders, if Dafeng Factory is demolished, we old workers will be completely homeless and jobless. It absolutely cannot be demolished!"

Deputy Factory Director Ma sighed repeatedly, his tone filled with grief and indignation, "We've spent most of our lives rooted in this factory; Dafeng Factory is our foundation. Demolishing Dafeng Factory means our entire family will be cut off from any means of survival!"

Yu Ruixing clenched his fists, his face full of resentment. "Demolition is easy, resettlement is too difficult! We can't be driven to desperation with a one-size-fits-all approach!"

Zhang Tiezui raised his voice even higher and stood firm on the spot, saying, "I absolutely disagree with the demolition!"

Whoever demolishes it is an enemy who has betrayed the workers of Dafeng Factory!

Several major shareholders joined forces in opposition, displaying a fierce momentum that once again brought the situation back to a stalemate and confrontation.

Sha Ruijin remained expressionless and slowly said, "Old Chen, as the shareholder representative of Dafeng Factory, I understand everyone's difficulties and reluctance."

However, for Handong to develop and for Jingzhou to progress, they cannot be held back by outdated and backward industries and long-standing historical problems.

"No destruction, no construction; out with the old, in with the new. Only by fully revitalizing land resources and implementing high-quality projects can we create more jobs and benefit more people—this is crucial for long-term livelihood and overall development."

Every sentence is closely related to the overall development strategy, and the perspective seems impeccable.

Standard official jargon and platitudes.

As Hou Liangping listened, he thought to himself that he could say the same things, which might mean that he could replace Xiao Jinzi one day.

Hou Liangping wanted to say something, but he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Demolition cases are too complicated; Hou Liangping had never handled a similar case before.

I really couldn't get a word in edgewise, and I was really itching to join in.

Chen Yanshi stood his ground and launched a targeted rebuttal: "I, Chen Yanshi, always speak about the issue, not the person."

Development cannot come at the expense of the rights and interests of ordinary people!

The restructuring of Dafeng Factory clearly stipulated worker shareholding, and all workers own a share of the factory assets. Forced demolition is a trampling on the legitimate rights and interests of the shareholders!

With both sides sticking to their own versions of events and each claiming to be right, the situation has once again reached a stalemate.

At this time.

The conference room door was pushed open.

A tall, imposing figure walked in slowly; it was Chen Shan, the director of the Public Security Bureau of Handong Province.

Chen Shan's gaze swept quickly across the room, finally landing on the stubborn Chen Yanshi. He helplessly advised, "Dad, please stop insisting."

The Dafeng Factory is rife with problems and hidden dangers; its demolition is an inevitable trend and the will of the people, so there's no need to argue about it anymore.

Upon receiving confirmation, they rushed over promptly, following the information provided by Li Shiya.

Although he couldn't make progress in the short term, Chen Shan didn't want to miss the opportunity to make his presence felt in front of the provincial leaders.

But these words, when they reached Chen Yanshi's ears, instantly ignited the old man's anger that had been building up all night.

Chen Yanshi slammed his hand on the table, his eyes sharp.

Disappointment and anger intertwined.

"Chen Shan! As the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, you are responsible for maintaining public order in this area!"

Where were you when the factory caught fire and lives were at stake?

Where were you when Governor Qi Tongwei risked his life to rush into the fire to save this old man?

Now that the storm has passed and the situation has been settled, you're coming out pretending to be a good person and advising me to make concessions?

I don't need your hypocritical advice!

Get out of here!

I don't have a son like you!

His angry rebuke was scathing, every word piercing to the heart, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Chen Shan's face instantly turned pale and then red, extremely embarrassed.

All eyes in the room were immediately focused on him.

Exploration, intrigue, and mockery—a diverse range of gazes intertwined.

Chen Shan subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Li Shiya.

She still has such a great presence.

That single glance held hidden entanglements, love and hate, fleeting in an instant.

The subtle expression that went unnoticed by anyone was caught by Chen Hai.

Something's off about that look.

Chen Shan saw that the woman he liked had the same look in her eyes just now.

Chen Shan never seemed to look at Liang Lu with that kind of gaze.

Liang Lu was not only his former teacher, but also his sister-in-law.

Could it be that the beautiful boss of the Shanshui Group is his second sister-in-law?

Very likely!

Chen Shan gave a bitter laugh to himself, feeling utterly helpless.

My father was stubborn, conservative, and inflexible.

They're hopeless, completely beyond redemption.

We can't stay here and embarrass ourselves.

Without saying another word, he turned and quickly left the meeting room.

Chen Hai recalled the rumors circulating about Chen Shan and Li Shiya, which he believed were not entirely unfounded.

I've never believed in unfounded rumors before, but now I have some doubts and curiosity.

A moment later, Chen Hai quietly got up and left, driving far behind Chen Shan's car.

The night was deep, traffic was sparse, and I followed along, the trail clearly visible.

He had assumed that Chen Shan would go directly back to the Public Security Bureau or his home.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shan's car ended up driving into the Shanshui Group.

This basically confirms the rumors.

Chen Hai sat in the car, his brows furrowed, a chill creeping into his heart.

They still refused to believe that their elder brother, Chen Shan, would be so deeply embroiled in the conflicts of interest within the Shanshui Group and had colluded with the company's boss.

Hearing is deceiving, and seeing is not necessarily believing; only solid evidence can reveal the truth.

He immediately took out his phone, switched to the spare SIM card, and dialed a Hong Kong number.

Thousands of miles away.

Hong Kong.

Looking North Tower.

The world is a mixed bag, information is everywhere, and truth and falsehood are intertwined.

Wangbeilou is widely recognized within the industry as an intelligence hub.

The call connected, and a lazy, husky male voice came from the other end.

"Prosecutor Chen, what are your instructions for calling so late at night?"

Chen Hai spoke in a low voice, getting straight to the point without any unnecessary words.

"I need you to help me investigate the relationship between two people."

With a cigar between his fingers, Liu Sheng asked, "Who are you investigating? Let me make this clear beforehand: some circles have incredibly murky backgrounds, and things could easily turn deadly."

Chen Hai stated frankly, "Chen Shan, Li Shiya from Shanshui Group. I'll pay."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a hearty laugh.

"If you're willing to pay, I doubt you can afford it."

I owed you a favor back then, and today I'm repaying that favor.

You'll see it tomorrow morning.

Chen Hai nodded slightly. "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, a cloud of doubt hung over my mind.

The brothers are suspected of being involved in organized crime and exchanging power for sex.

It would be hard for anyone to accept.

I'm curious, really curious.

curiosity kills the cat.

at the same time.

The power struggle in the conference room of Dafeng Factory remains intense.

They were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down.

Sha Ruijin prioritized the overall situation and resolutely pursued development, while Chen Yanshi was determined to protect workers' rights and refused to back down an inch.

Seeing that the tug-of-war was going on and on, Qi Tongwei, who had been silently observing, finally spoke slowly.

"Comrades, I'd like to say a few words."

The entire arena fell silent instantly. Everyone knew that once Qi Tongwei made his move, he would have a trump card to deliver the final blow.

Qi Tongwei pointed at Zheng Xipo, "Zheng Xipo, you keep talking about workers holding shares, but I ask you, where did you get those shares?"