"Hoo..."
The wind suddenly rose.
A shadowy figure darted out from the darkness, cloaked and masked, flitting through the crowd like a ghost.
The newcor's speed was astonishing, and the force was terrifying; anyone who ca into contact with him would instantly lose the ability to resist.
In the blink of an eye,
a group of people scread and fell, and so even fainted dead away.
"Swish!"
The shadow halted, appearing before Shao Yihua, and tossed two stacks of money beside him:
"Yours?"
"...Yes." Shao Yihua was stunned for a mont, then quickly nodded and collected the money.
Struggling to stand, he assessed the situation in the field, and his heart pounded fiercely despite the fact that the stranger had saved him, causing him to instinctively retreat.
A chill arose within him.
This person...
How ruthless!
The people on the ground were almost all deford, with broken bones or fractured legs, and Brother Lin was directly impaled through the shoulder by a steel bar.
Screams erupted one after another.
Even if these people went to the hospital, their bodies would likely bear lasting repercussions.
This is modern society!
Fights and brawls happen, but they never strike this hard, at least not in Shao Yihua's long career as a journalist.
Murder in a fit of rage would be more normal than this situation.
'This person must have killed before, and likely more than once, which is why he acts without restraint, perhaps even thinking he's being gentle.'
'Why is there a person like this now?'
"Follow ."
The man in black ignored the fear in his eyes, beckoning, and strode toward the other end of the dark alley.
Shao Yihua opened his mouth, looked at the people screaming and wailing on the ground, sighed helplessly, and followed the man in black inward.
"You're investigating the Fuhong Group?"
As they reached a secluded spot, the man in black spoke in a muffled voice:
"Aren't you afraid of their retaliation?"
"Retaliation or not, it must be investigated." Shao Yihua lowered his head, his voice heavy:
"The public needs to know the truth about what Fuhong has done over the years and why such a large group is difficult to sustain."
"Moreover..."
"A relative of mine died, related to Fuhong's reform."
"Hmm." The man in black turned to face Shao Yihua, his eyes flickering, then took out a briefcase from his coat and placed it on the ground:
"What's inside is what you want, but the contents are dangerous. If you don't want to encounter what happened today again, you'd better think carefully about whether to spread it."
"Ah?" Shao Yihua was taken aback.
"Farewell!"
The man in black cupped his hand in a gesture akin to the ancient people in TV dramas, and his figure vanished into the darkness, resembling a phantom.
Shao Yihua was stunned for a mont before returning to his senses. He stepped forward, picked up the briefcase, opened it, and scanned it under nearby lights, his face instantly changing dramatically.
"I can't believe..."
"I can't believe such a thing exists?"
"They're outrageously bold!"
Even as a well-inford journalist, he was shocked by the docunts in the briefcase. If true, these people deserved to die.
*
*
*
Ti passed.
The Fuhong reform was still in full swing.
On television, in the news, almost all the channels in Qu City were flooded with related stories, with scandals frequently popping up.
Especially in recent days.
A docunt started circulating from sowhere, revealing that Fuhong had seriously cut corners when taking on certain projects years ago.
From the product manager to the construction team, even certain leaders, all concealed facts layer by layer, resulting in five major renovations in three years.
Spending...
In billions!
All this wastage was borne by local finances and various taxes; it was like the people's blood and sweat money.
And this,
is just the beginning.
Various rumors kept erging, sotis mixed with a few key ssages, directly pointing at the current group leaders responsible for the reform.
Suddenly, the people were in uproar.
The internet exploded.
The situation was gradually becoming uncontrollable, with many gathering at the City Hall Square, starting to question the fairness and process of the reform.
"Fuhong was established with Qu City's full support, receiving nurous preferential treatnts, and countless people expended their efforts, leading to the current situation, so it naturally belongs to all the people of Qu City, and not just to a few individuals."
"When a whale falls, all things thrive."
"The Fuhong reform, the benefits should first go to the people of Qu City and the group employees, not those businessn acquiring it, and definitely not those company leaders."
"..."
On television, Mr. Li's face was solemn and passionate:
"In this Hongyun Logistics reform, Boss Zhu who is taking over has already promised not to rush into business operations, and to first cooperate with the Public Security Bureau and inspection departnts to investigate internal misappropriations over the years."
"Start by clearing the internal!"
"The municipal governnt will fully cooperate, aiming to not let anyone off the hook and not waste a penny, for a thorough company internal reform."
"Hongyun is one of Fuhong Group's three major subsidiaries, primarily responsible for logistics and transportation. It originally had hope to flourish in the courier industry, creating a trillion-dollar industry, but due to so people's inaction and misaction, the achievent was ruined."
"Now..."
"It has fallen into a state of insolvency, and there must be problems."
"Tap!"
Su Weijun turned off the TV, his face gloomy.
"Big brother."
One person approached, whispering:
"I asked so people to investigate, but so far haven't found out who leaked the information. That person is very cautious, only posting online and using a fake identity."
"Also..."
He pursed his lips, said:
"Friends at the Public Security Bureau are no longer in contact with ."
"It's not just the Public Security Bureau." Soone said:
"Others have also started to distance themselves from us. Several people have blocked . Big brother, they're treating us like discarded pawns."
Su Weijun's eyes narrowed.
"Don't panic."
He waved his hand, his voice steady:
"We've done so much together over the years that they're unclean, and if we fall, they can't escape."
"Mr. Zheng won't let us be in trouble."
"Keep investigating!"
He clenched his hands, his eyes showing ruthlessness:
"I want to know who took my thing!"
"That person wore a baseball cap, disguised their chin, and the video didn't capture their face. Maybe even their height was faked."
"That person..."
"Is an expert in these matters, it may be hard to trace them in a short ti."
Su Weijun's face showed contemplation, finally exhaling heavily, picking up a steel pipe beside him:
"Let's go, it's ti to move."
"Yes!"
"..."
The crowd responded, picking up the things beside them.
"Rember."
Su Weijun warned:
"Just scare them a bit later, don't strike too hard, and don't cause any deaths. Boss Zhu can take over Hongyun, he must have so background."
"Understood!"
"Don't worry, big brother."
"Hongyun Logistics is ours, it must not fall into others' hands. Once we drive away Boss Zhu, we'll elect big brother as the director."
"Forget being a director, it should be boss instead!"
"Haha..."
The crowd cheerfully pushed the door open and rged into the protest crowd outside against Hongyun's acquisition, heading towards the position of the 'new boss'.
Hongyun,
belongs to them!
It was before,
and it must be in the future!
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