Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

In the dark night amidst wind and snow, two dim yellow car headlights flickered twice at the entrance of Kaoshantun village before going completely dark.

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The tires of the old Beijing Jeep were spinning wildly in the thick snow, making a screeching sound.

The dirt road ahead was completely blocked by snow clumps whipped up by the blizzard, and the car's chassis bottomed out, unable to move forward even an inch.

Wang Jianye pushed open the car door in frustration and stepped into the snowdrift that was up to his calves.

A gust of wind, carrying ice shards, instantly rushed into his collar, making him shiver violently.

The open-top trucks behind also stopped.

More than thirty security officers and able-bodied workers, their lips turning purple from the cold, jumped off the train carriages cursing and stomping their feet, barely able to hold onto the wrenches and iron pipes they were carrying.

Wang Jianye knew that these people were freezing and full of resentment, so he had to ignite their anger completely.

He tightened his military overcoat, strode to the beam of the truck's headlights, and cleared his throat, which had become hoarse from the wind.

"Comrades! Fellow workers!"

Wang Jianye suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the dark village ahead, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You must be full of questions right now! What are we doing braving this heavy snow and freezing cold to come to this remote mountain valley in the middle of the night? You must have grievances and complaints! I completely understand!"

"But what you're about to do is something as important as protecting state property and safeguarding our livelihoods!"

Upon hearing the word "big event," the workers below looked at each other in bewilderment.

A young worker, rubbing his hands and shivering from the cold, couldn't help but shout, "Factory manager, what big thing could possibly happen in this wretched mountain valley? We're all practically frozen solid! Just tell us what we're supposed to do!"

"Yeah, coming here in the middle of the night to eat snow..."

A commotion suddenly erupted from the crowd, with dozens of people buzzing and discussing anxiously in the wind and snow.

Wang Jianye wasn't angry; instead, he pressed his hands down, his eyes becoming extremely heavy.

"As everyone knows, our factory hasn't been doing well these past few months. Especially this month, we haven't even been able to pay everyone's basic wages!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the commotion below instantly ceased.

The faces of the dozens of workers immediately darkened, and they all shut their mouths tightly in the wind and snow, waiting for what was to come.

Wang Jianye paused for a moment, his eyes turning red under the car headlights, and his voice began to tremble.

"Just yesterday, Old Sun, an eighth-grade fitter who has worked in our workshop for more than 20 years, an old man with a tough bone in his body who never asks for help, knocked on my office door for the first time ever."

Wang Jianye pounded his chest, his face contorted with grief and indignation: "Old Sun suddenly knelt down before me! He cried and said, 'Factory Director, I, Old Sun, have dedicated half my life to revolutionary work and have never caused the factory a single problem. But now I can't even afford to buy medicine for my wife, and our rice jar is empty!'"

Hearing this, my heart ached terribly!

Two tears forced from the corners of Wang Jianye's eyes as he roared in a hoarse voice, "I, Wang Jianye, as the head of this state-owned factory, bear the primary responsibility for driving our veteran workers to this point! It's my incompetence that I failed to manage this factory well and brought us a better life. I'm so sorry!"

After saying that, he suddenly took off his dog-skin hat, and despite the minus thirty-degree wind, he bowed deeply to the group of workers with utmost solemnity.

The entire room fell silent.

Even the most troublesome head of the security department was stunned.

Tears welled up in the eyes of several young workers. Their earlier complaints about the cold instantly turned into gratitude for the factory manager and resentment at their own poverty.

Wang Jianye straightened up and put his hat back on.

The old man's eyes, which had just been weeping bitterly, suddenly flashed with a cunning and sinister light.

"But just because Wang Jianye bears the primary responsibility doesn't mean there aren't other bad apples spoiling the whole bunch! Why were we able to barely pay salaries a few months ago, but this month we can't pay them at all?"

He suddenly waved his hand, pointing deep into Kaoshantun: "Because in our county, a bad element has emerged who is blatantly undermining socialism! It's that guy named Zhao Shanhe!"

The crowd immediately erupted in chatter, the noise doubling in volume from before.

"Zhao Shanhe? Isn't that the hunter who was buying gray squirrel pelts at high prices the other day?"

"Yeah, last week I secretly sold him the leather my brother-in-law had made. He paid me off without hesitation. How did that make me a bad guy?"

Hearing the murmurs below, Wang Jianye sneered, his voice booming through the wind and snow: "Looks like some of you really think of him as a living saint! That's right, this guy was originally just a poor hunter from Kaoshantun, but somehow he got involved in the black market trade, selling his wares to the Soviets!"

Wang Jianye took a step forward, staring at the workers below: "He swindled your brothers-in-law and cousins ​​out of the hides they painstakingly obtained by offering slightly higher prices than the supply and marketing cooperative, then turned around and sold them to the Russians on the other side of the strait at ten or even dozens of times the profit! He made a fortune, built a grand brick house in this poor mountain village, and lives a life of lavish feasts, reportedly slaughtering a pig every day! He lives like a landlord!"

Wang Jianye pointed sharply at the shivering workers: "But what about you! You're here suffering from poverty and cold, barely able to get a hot bowl of corn porridge!"

The workers, who had been discussing something, fell silent instantly. Several of them clenched their frozen fists, their eyes blazing with fury.

"Do you really think he offered such a high price out of kindness? It's a silent, deadly attack!"

Wang Jianye stood in the snow, waving his arms, spittle flying everywhere: "He used these petty profits as bait to lure all the able-bodied young men in our factory to skip work and go into the mountains! With no one working on the production line, the machines won't run, we won't be able to meet the production targets set by the state, and how will the factory pay your wages! How will we pay for Old Sun's wife's medical treatment!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his eyes bulging and bloodshot: "Zhao Shanhe is sucking the blood out of our state-owned factories! He's using the cost of national production shutdowns to build himself fancy mansions and eat lavishly! It seems many of our honest, hardworking workers have been blinded by his short-sighted greed. Our tractor factory is the first victim!"

Wang Jianye looked around, then suddenly roared at the top of his lungs, "We absolutely cannot let this cancer continue to spread! Today, we're not only here to get back our life-saving money, but also to sound the alarm for all the deceived people in the county and completely smash this den of speculators!"

"Ran his house! Smash his pots and pans!"

"Damn it, kill this vampire! Get our hard-earned money back!"