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

"Don't move!"

"Everyone, drop your weapons immediately! Cover your heads with your hands and crouch down!"

The armed police captain leading the team roared through a loudspeaker.

Rows of soldiers holding riot shields quickly advanced, forming an iron wall that forcefully separated and surrounded the rioting crowd.

Faced with the extremely cold and restrained powerful pressure of the state apparatus, the frenzied killing intent below the steps was instantly and completely frozen.

Whether it was the worker holding the pipe wrench or the hunter holding the homemade gun, they were all terrified, their faces turning pale. They dropped their weapons and obediently squatted down in the cold snow with their hands covering their heads.

A Jeep with a municipal party committee license plate was parked on the outskirts of the crowd.

The car door opened.

Director Li, wearing a heavy woolen overcoat and surrounded by a group of cadres, walked over with a stern face through the snow.

Seeing the group of leaders in uniform, Wang Jianye and Li Yuejin, who were beaten bloody, were like seeing a lifeline.

The two scrambled out of the muddy, bloody water, stumbled through the crowd, and collapsed at Director Li's feet.

"Boss! Boss, you've finally arrived! We were almost killed by those people!"

Wang Jianye wailed, snot and blood streaming down his face, pointing at Zhao Shanhe standing on the steps and frantically splashing dirty water: "That's Zhao Shanhe, the hooligan boss who's involved in illegal buying and selling! He's a speculator, inciting this mob to kill us! Leader, arrest him and have him shot!"

Director Li was startled by the two blood-soaked figures who suddenly pounced on him and instinctively took a half-step back.

He frowned, scrutinizing the two swollen faces on the ground—faces so large even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them—in the blinding light of the searchlight. His tone was full of wariness and doubt: "Who are you?"

Wang Jianye shuddered, quickly wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve, and looked up urgently, saying, "Director Li, it's me! Wang Jianye from the county tractor factory! This is Li Yuejin from the fertilizer factory!"

Upon hearing these two names, Director Li was stunned.

His originally cold face was instantly filled with extreme shock, even with a sense of unbelievable absurdity.

He stared intently at the two men on the ground, his voice suddenly rising eight octaves: "Wang Jianye?! Li Yuejin?! What are you two leaders of a state-owned factory doing in the middle of the night instead of staying at home?!"

Wang Jianye and Li Yuejin trembled all over, knelt in the snow and stammered for a long time, their eyes darting around in a panic, not daring to meet Director Li's gaze at all.

Seeing the two of them acting like thieves, their faces covered in cold sweat, Director Li's brows furrowed into a deep knot.

His gaze swept past them, landing on the dozens of workers around him, dressed in fertilizer plant work clothes, with cast iron wrenches and pipe wrenches lying at their feet. His face instantly darkened to the point of being almost dripping with gloom.

He suddenly realized what this scene meant, and an extremely strong anger rushed to his head.

"You've brought so many state-owned factory workers, armed with weapons, to someone's front door! What are you trying to do? Are you planning a gang fight?!"

This thunderous shout startled Wang Jianye and Li Yuejin, causing them to break out in a cold sweat instantly.

The two knelt in the snow, their lips trembling violently: "I...we..."

They stammered for a long time, then turned around with extreme guilt, glancing in horror at the dozens of workers around them who looked like they wanted to eat them alive. Their throats felt like they had a handful of dry grass stuck in them, and they couldn't even come up with a complete lie.

"Boss! Let me tell you why they're here!"

The young worker squatting nearby, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly stood up, pointed at Wang Jianye's nose, and hysterically roared, "They're jealous of Zhao Shanhe's profits from foreign trade! They lied to us, saying Zhao Shanhe was affecting the factory's business, and instigated us to come and vandalize Zhao Shanhe's house in the middle of the night, wanting to steal his leather goods so they could monopolize the business and make money themselves!"

The young worker grew increasingly agitated, suddenly swinging his arm and delivering the most devastating blow: "And those two bastards actually embezzled tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of yuan of public funds from the factory! They just admitted that they were willing to pay a high price of five yuan and fifty cents to buy the hides of these people!"

These words were like a bombshell, exploding with a deafening roar in the snowy night.

Wang Jianye was terrified and frantically waved his hands, trying to deny it: "No! Director Li, don't listen to these workers' nonsense! It's a misunderstanding! The workers have a bit of a misunderstanding about me..."

"Bullshit!"

Another older worker spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto the ground, pointed at Wang Jianye, and cursed, "When you were pushed to the limit just now, didn't you point your finger at us and call us beggars who'd never seen money in their lives, ungrateful wretches! You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it!"

"Investigate him! Boss, send people to search his house! A quick investigation will reveal all!"

The dozens of workers were furious. If it weren't for the shields of the armed police standing nearby, they would have rushed up and torn the two old bureaucrats apart alive.

Listening to the workers' gritting accusations, Director Li stared expressionlessly at Wang Jianye and Li Yuejin, who were slumped on the ground.

"He incited workers to vandalize and loot, and also embezzled tens of thousands of yuan."

Director Li stared down at them, his voice chillingly cold, demanding, "Wang Jianye, how many heads do you have to pay for all these huge economic problems the public is complaining about?"

Wang Jianye felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly. He crawled forward two steps, sweating profusely, his voice trembling violently: "Director Li, please let me explain, it's absolutely not like that, this is slander..."

"Stain?"

Director Li's extremely sharp gaze was fixed on Wang Jianye's face, giving him no chance to breathe: "Then what are you two factory directors doing here at Zhao Shanhe's place so late at night with your workers?"

"us……"

Wang Jianye opened his mouth, and large beads of cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He swallowed nervously, his eyes darting away from the angry workers. He gulped for a long time before finally falling silent.

Seeing their extremely guilty and pathetic appearance, Director Li's eyes no longer held shock, but only extreme coldness as if he were looking at the dead.

"Regarding the workers' report that you embezzled a huge amount of public funds, it is not my responsibility, nor is it under my jurisdiction."

Director Li interrupted them without hesitation, his tone conveying extreme authority and resolve: "However, as a leader of the municipal party committee, I will truthfully report the egregious situation of tonight to the municipal discipline inspection commission. Tomorrow morning, comrades from the commission will naturally come to thoroughly examine your accounts. If economic problems are indeed found, I believe the government will give everyone a clear and transparent explanation!"

With this definitive verdict, the final conclusion was reached.

Wang Jianye and Li Yuejin's vision went black, and their bones seemed to have been drained of all strength in an instant. They collapsed completely like two puddles of mud in the cold snow.