Bring cigarettes, make tea and move chairs

  Liu Ziguang hung up the phone with a serious face, and Fang Xi asked: "What's wrong?"

  "Something's happened."

  "You go ahead and get busy, I'll head upstairs." Fang Xi said with her mouth, but her feet didn't move, she stared at Liu Ziguang with eager eyes, as if expecting something.

  But Liu Ziguang, this heartless man, didn't understand the situation at all. He locked the door, started the car and drove away. Fang Xi was so angry that she gritted her teeth, picked a marigold from the flowerbed, and went upstairs while plucking its petals.

  "He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not..."

  Suddenly a loud rumble started, the car that had just driven away quickly backed up, screeched to a halt, Liu Ziguang jumped out of the car, without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around Fang Fei and gave her a passionate kiss. Before she could react, he got back in the car and sped away, leaving behind a little girl with a flushed face standing there in a daze.

  "This rascal, he's always bullying people."

  When Liu Ziguang arrived, the matter had already ended. The situation was like this: Xuanzi invited guests, and Bei Xiaoshuai and Ma Chao accompanied him. The other party was the leader of the inspection team, Xie, and several team members. These guys were used to eating and taking cards early on. As soon as they entered Jinbi Huihuang, they ordered two bottles of Wuliangye and took a soft box of Zhonghua cigarettes. During the meal, they ignored Xuanzi and others, only caring about their own food and drink, talking about when the seized vehicles would be released, and speaking in an official tone. At this time, Bei Xiaoshuai was already angry, but was suppressed by Xuanzi.

  After getting drunk and full, Captain Xie wanted to take a bath and relax. Xuánzi immediately arranged for five inspection team members, each with a technician for massage. The luxurious bathroom was comparable to the high-end Huáqīng Pool, with a consumption level of 880 yuan per hour, not including room fees.

  Full, played enough, thank the captain's card addiction is coming again, want to play cards, this is not playing cards, it's clearly extortion. Xuanzi sacrificed his life for Junzi and lost all the 20,000 yuan he brought. Captain Xie was satisfied only then. When leaving, Xuanzi asked him if he could pick up the car tomorrow, Captain Xie replied vaguely: Let's talk about it later.

  He was so angry that he grabbed the beer bottle on the table and smashed it onto Captain Xie's head. This caused big trouble, but they didn't end up fighting because the security guards at the Golden Bright Hotel weren't easy to mess with. Tonight's guest had been treated for free, several tens of thousands of yuan spent without getting any results, and he even got into a fight. As Captain Xie left, covering his bleeding head, he threatened that from now on, every time they saw their car, they would deduct points once.

  Bei Xiaoshuai crouched on the ground, furiously smoking a cigarette, without even lifting his head. Liu Ziguang listened to Xuanzi's account of what had happened and said: "Bei Xiaoshuai, you're really something! I told you guys to take down Xie Long, and you actually did it."

  Bei Xiaoshuai raised his head, both eyes were red: "Brother, I was wrong, punish me."

  Liu Ziguang sneered and asked: "You know you're wrong, so I'll ask you where you went wrong?"

  Bei Xiaoshuai said: "I lost my temper and didn't consider the overall situation, I just vented my own anger."

  Liu Ziguang said, "No, you were wrong to use a beer bottle to open his skull. Next time, remember to use a baijiu bottle, best if it's square-shaped. With one smash, the brain will be smashed out."

  "Brother, don't joke with me, I'm so regretful."

  "What's there to regret? When it's time to take action, I'll take action. If shrinking back like a turtle and living in shame is not what my brother Liu Ziguang would do, then so be it. Don't worry, tomorrow I'll personally take care of this Commander Xie."

  Xuanzi was speechless beside him, and these two brothers were one more ruthless than the other.

  "Alright, I admit defeat."

  The next morning, Liu Ziguang took Bei Xiaoshuai to the Traffic Inspection Team in the Southern Development Zone of Jiangbei City. This place is located in the southern suburbs of Jiangbei City, adjacent to the outer ring road, with a large courtyard and a parking lot behind it, where various vehicles are parked, mostly trucks and buses.

  Honda Accord stopped at the entrance of the inspection team, Liu Ziguang took Bei Xiaoshuai and walked straight to the gate. The old man at the door was vigilant: "What are you doing?"

  "Uncle, I'm here to ask for help with something." Liu Ziguang smiled and handed him a cigarette. The old man took the cigarette, looked at the large bag in Bei Xiaoshuai's hand, and shook his head without saying anything.

  Two men went in and came to the door of Captain Xie's office, knocked politely on the door, and without waiting for a response, pushed open the door. Captain Xie was sitting at his desk reading the newspaper, with a bandage wrapped around his head, wearing a green traffic uniform with an open collar, and had a big red face that seemed to have a heroic air about it.

  Seeing the two uninvited guests, Captain Xie put down his newspaper and asked, "Who are you looking for?" Suddenly, he discovered that the person behind Liu Ziguang was the same punk who had smashed his head yesterday. His eyebrows furrowed, and his hand reached for the phone.

  "Thanks Captain, I'm Liu Ziguang. The thirteen cars you impounded the day before yesterday are mine." Liu Ziguang said as he sat down on a sofa to one side.

  Xie Long's hand on the phone didn't dial, and he asked cautiously: "What do you mean? Do you want to make a big scene at the law enforcement agency again?"

  Liu Ziguang said: "Last night's matter was my brother's fault. I brought him here to apologize to Captain Xie. Xiaobei, speak up."

  Bei Xiaoshuai took a step forward, his waist straight like a javelin, and didn't say a word. He first pulled out a beer bottle from the large bag, which scared Captain Xie's face changed, and he subconsciously shrunk back.

  With a "crack", Bei Xiaoshuai swung the beer bottle and smashed it on his own forehead, green glass shards flying everywhere, and blood seeped out from his forehead instantly.

  "Not enough! Come again!" Liu Ziguang didn't even bat an eyelid, lit a cigarette and shouted sternly.

  Bei Xiaoshuai took out another bottle of wine and "crashed" it on his head again, with blood covering his eyes. The young man's mouth was still raised at the corner, his expression unchanged.

  "Captain Xie didn't nod, so he continued to smash, smashing until death." Liu Ziguang said coldly.

  "Alright, alright, you win. The car keys and documents are all here." Captain Xie pulled out a file bag from the drawer and handed it over to Liu Ziguang, who then passed it to Bei Xiaoshuai. However, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave and continued, "Captain Xie, we've been punished for what we did wrong, given what was due, and vented our anger. This kind of thing won't happen again in the future, right?"

  Captain Xie is also a sensible person, he knows that pushing others to the end of the road is not good for himself, so he held back and finally said: "You seem like a straightforward person, I won't hide it from you, the task was imposed by our superiors, they want to fine your truck team, and I have no choice."

  This time Liu Ziguang didn't beat around the bush and directly asked: "Who is it?"

  Captain Xie said: "The pressure from top to bottom is unclear who the specific person is, it should be your fellow practitioners, the profit of pulling sand is high, you have taken away others' business, and naturally someone will not be happy."

  Liu Ziguang understood and nodded his head saying: "Thanks."

  Bai Xiao gave a wink, and the two turned around and left, leaving behind a floor full of glass shards and Captain Xie shaking his head.

  Under the stunned gaze of the old gatekeeper, the two walked out of the gate. Bei Xiaoshuai asked: "Brother, if he didn't agree, would I really keep smashing it?"

  Liu Ziguang gave a sinister smile: "If he doesn't nod, the third wine bottle will be smashed on his head."

  The detained vehicles were released, and the 13 trucks resumed operation. High-quality river sand from South Tai was continuously delivered to various construction sites in Jiangbei City, and production and sales were restored smoothly. After Traffic Inspector Old Xie witnessed Bei Xiaoshuai's ferocity, he retreated and no longer looked for trouble.

  One wave has not yet subsided, another wave rises. Just as things were settled on this end, something happened again at the construction site. The several building sites that had agreed to supply sand from the Nantai River suddenly refused to accept it, and over a dozen trucks of sand were left stranded at the entrance, saying they didn't want anything to do with it anymore.

  Liu Ziguang received the news and rushed to the "Kangtai Garden" construction site in Nanguo, where he negotiated with relevant personnel. The person in charge of materials was a young man who insisted that the sand delivered by Liu Ziguang's group did not meet specifications and refused to accept it. Bei Xiaoshuai tried to grab his collar and fight him, but was stopped by Liu Ziguang, who gave him two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes. The young man then told the truth: he had been ordered by the project manager not to use sand from Nantai, but instead to use supplies from another company, which were more expensive and of lower quality than Nantai's sand.

  Liu Ziguang had already figured it out and went to ask the project manager, who was a very worldly middle-aged man. At first glance, he looked like an old slicker. He slowly and calmly told Liu Ziguang that although their sand quality was good, the price was too high. River sand, such a cheap building material, selling for 100 yuan per cubic meter was unreasonable in itself. Now there was another supplier whose sand was cheaper and delivered on time. Their price was so high, and they often stopped operating, delaying the construction period, which would be unbearable for anyone. This is the rule of the market economy, you can't blame me.

  What they said was reasonable, and Liu Ziguang had nothing to say. They had the money in their hands and were willing to buy whoever they wanted, even if it was 221 square meters. Having money can't buy my happiness.

  Liu Ziguang gradually had a plan in mind, all of this must be the doing of another company that supplies river sand, including hiring dockworker Meng Heizi to intercept ships, bribing Xie Longzha to detain vehicles, and directly letting the construction site refuse to accept Nan Tai's river sand, these were all their sinister tricks.

  Jiangbei City only has a few sand suppliers, it's easy to find out who is behind the scenes, but for now, we need to deal with the construction site first. There are still over a dozen trucks of sand that can't be unloaded at the entrance. Liu Ziguang looked around and saw a propaganda board that read: Taikang Garden Project, Developer: Zhicheng Real Estate Development Co., Ltd.; Contractor: Nantai Sixth Construction Installation Co., Ltd.; Supervision: XX Supervision Company...

  "Hmm, it's come to this. Liu Ziguang felt more confident now, lit a cigarette and spoke slowly: 'Manager, you're not being very kind, we're all from the same hometown in Nantai. If you didn't want to take care of us, that would be fine, but why are you kicking us while we're down? If our sand was inferior and overpriced, I'd admit it. But the fact is just the opposite. You don't want our sand, and I'm very disappointed.'"

  The project manager spread his hands: "I have no way." A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, people who do construction often deal with all kinds of people, Liu Ziguang's role, he has seen many.

  "I'm not good at talking, so I'll find someone who is." Liu Ziguang sat still and started making a call to the headquarters of Zhicheng Group, where the real estate development company was a wholly-owned subsidiary. The general manager, who was also the deputy general manager of the group, was an old acquaintance of Liu Ziguang's named Yin Zhijian.

  Suddenly receiving a call from Liu Ziguang, General Yin was very surprised. After learning the purpose of the call, he calmly said, "I know, this matter will be handled."

  But after waiting for ten minutes, there was still no movement. The project manager just sat there working and even had someone pour purified water for Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai, as if to say "go ahead and show me what you've got".

  Liu Ziguang couldn't sit still, this Director Yin wasn't close to him, maybe he had already dismissed the matter and thrown it to the back of his mind. He picked up his phone again to call the CEO's office, planning to have Li Nian come out in person.

  Li went to the meeting, and the one who answered the phone was Assistant Wei Zixuan. Assistant Wei's attitude was very cold, after listening to Liu Ziguo finish speaking, she just said three words: "Got it." Then the phone hung up.

  Got it, no play, Liu Ziguang was helpless, patted his butt and stood up to prepare for a comeback, but as soon as he got up, the phone on the project manager's desk rang.

  The project manager took a look at the number, was shocked, and respectfully picked up the phone, nodding and bowing as he answered: "Okay, okay, okay, yes, yes, yes, I know, I'll do it right away!"

  Put down the phone, the project manager changed his smile, rushed over and shook hands with Liu Ziguang enthusiastically, and called for someone to bring cigarettes, make tea, and move chairs!