Zhou Xuan told Xu Juncheng to quickly get some stools. Xu Juncheng didn't recognize the old man, Lao Li, or Wei Haihong. He only knew Li Wei. But when he saw Li Wei standing at the very back, he felt a chill. How could he not know who Li Wei was?
Li Wei was the most arrogant and brash, but now he's as honest as a grandson. In fact, Xu Juncheng wasn't wrong; in front of the old man and Old Li, Li Wei is just a grandson.
However, Xu Juncheng had a good eye. Although he didn't recognize them, he knew that these people were definitely not ordinary people.
However, the regulatory officials who were inspecting the store waved their hands impatiently and said, "This store is suspected of selling counterfeit and substandard goods and is currently under inspection. If you want to buy jewelry, go to another store. There are plenty on the fourth floor. We don't sell here!"
The old man and Old Li's faces darkened, but they didn't want to argue with this kind of person.
Wei Haihong, however, was quite blunt. He first invited the old man and Old Li to sit in the high chairs for customers, and then said coldly, "If you are conducting a legitimate inspection in accordance with regulations, of course I won't interfere. But if there are other motives or you're up to something, I'm watching closely."
Although these people were impolite, Li Wei still didn't dare to step forward, because his grandfather was there, and it wasn't his place to show off. Besides, he guessed that his grandfather and the others wanted to observe more and understand the situation before taking any action.
The inspectors were just staff members from a jewelry regulatory organization. The leader was a deputy director. He already knew when they arrived that the inspection of Zhou's Jewelry was ordered by his superior; they were to give special attention to Zhou's most important storefront, at least to force Zhou to temporarily suspend operations for rectification, and to severely punish any violations found.
He certainly understood this meaning. If they wanted to investigate violations, they could certainly find them. They would impose heavy penalties, since the fines would be their bonuses, and naturally, the more the better.
Wei Haihong's rudeness challenged his authority, and the director immediately retorted angrily, "I told you to get out of the way, didn't you hear me? This shop is going to be closed for rectification, so get out of here and don't get in our way!"
Wei Haihong said coldly, "I won't interfere with your work. We'll sit here and watch; you do your thing!"
"Hey, you're pretty cocky, aren't you!" the director said angrily. He immediately stepped forward and reached out to shove him, but before his hand could reach him, the old man's bodyguard darted forward and twisted his arm. With a "crack," the director's arm was severed!
The guard was anything but polite; his job was to protect the old man's safety. He didn't need to worry about the consequences of dealing with the old man; perhaps the real concern was with the director.
The director's right arm was twisted and dislocated, then he was thrown to the ground, rolling twice before crying out in pain: "Ouch! Ouch! My arm! My arm is broken!"
This sudden incident stunned the staff who had come with the director. After realizing what was happening, they shouted and six or seven people rushed forward.
When they come to the jewelry store, they're treated like royalty. Forget about getting beaten up; even if someone dares not smile at them, they'll be punished. And don't even mention daring to mess with their people!
Without another word, the old man's guards darted into the group of men, punching and kicking them. In less than ten seconds, all seven men who had rushed at them were lying on the ground, clutching their arms and legs and crying out in pain.
In that instant, only one woman remained from the jewelry regulatory department. She stood there stunned for a long time before screaming, attracting the attention of employees from nearby jewelry stores.
Meanwhile, several jewelry store managers ran out shouting, "What are you doing? Call the police... call the police right now!"
These people know the staff of the jewelry regulatory department, especially the director. These are their direct superiors, so how could they not rush to curry favor!
The first to arrive were the department store security guards. A group of them had heard that a customer had assaulted a leader of the regulatory department. They were very experienced in fighting and intimidating people, and it was a good job. They were skilled, experienced, and prestigious, and there were benefits to be had. If they did a good job, they would get a meal and drinks!
These security guards were usually arrogant and domineering, and there were about fifteen or sixteen of them. They were all carrying iron pipes and steel bars. The leader shouted, "Where are you? You bastards, you're asking for trouble here!"
The director, who was sitting on the ground in pain and sweating profusely, saw that reinforcements had arrived and quickly pointed to Wei Haihong and his group, saying, "It's them! Beat them up! I'll handle anything that happens!"
Xu Juncheng's expression changed. Now that they had beaten up the people from the jewelry regulatory department, they had offended them to the death, and there was basically no room for reversal. He didn't have time to think about that headache yet, but the danger now was even greater. The security guards of the department store were in cahoots with them. What should they do now?
Xu Juncheng noticed that one of the managers in Zhou Daxing's store was on the phone. Because they were not far apart and the manager was speaking in a hurry, Xu Juncheng vaguely heard something about "President Zhou" fighting, "I have notified the building security," and "I have called the police." Judging from these words, it was indeed related to them!
The old man's guard was of course not afraid of this group of security guards, but he was alone here, while the other side consisted of more than a dozen burly men armed with weapons. He had to protect several people, so he definitely couldn't take care of everyone!
In the heat of the moment, he didn't have time to think. He immediately reached into his waistband, pulled out a pistol, and coldly shouted, "Anyone who dares to take another step forward, I'll shoot them dead!"
Apart from Zhou Xuan's group of seven, everyone else present was stunned and dared not move, including the jewelry regulatory officials who were injured and lying on the ground.
But Xu Juncheng noticed that the manager of the shop next door had crouched down again, and he could vaguely see him making a phone call from under the glass display case. Xu Juncheng became even more nervous. Things had escalated to this point; it seemed there was no way to resolve this peacefully. Injuring a staff member and then wielding a gun—in his mind, this was something that couldn't be resolved. It seemed he still couldn't escape the fate of bankruptcy and being swallowed up!
Although the dozen or so security guards were arrogant, they were all stunned when faced with the dark muzzle of a gun and dared not move, for fear that the gunman's hand might slip and the gun would go off accidentally!
After a moment of stunned silence, the burly man who looked like a security guard chuckled dryly and said, "Brother, do you know what crime it is to injure someone with a gun? Besides," he chuckled again, "is this gun a toy?"
The guard sneered, "I don't know if it's a toy or not, do you want to try it?"
Sweat dripped from the security guard's face. He chuckled again, still not daring to say anything more. It was best not to try this thing. If it were real, it might kill him.
"All of you stay together and take five steps back!" The guard waved his gun, and the security guards immediately obediently took five steps back and stood in a huddle.
At this point, the customers on the fourth floor scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in panic. Many of the store's employees also ran away. When faced with such a life-threatening situation, escaping was the most important thing; the losses were not their responsibility.
Within ten minutes, the police arrived. They first evacuated the customers and other store employees, and then deployed snipers because they had received a report of a gun attack with more than 20 hostages, 16 security guards, and 9 jewelry supervisors.
The eight female employees in Xu Juncheng's shop were also terrified, their faces pale, and they squatted under the counter, not daring to lift their heads!
After everything was set up, the police shouted through a megaphone from behind the cover: "Listen up, you inside! You're surrounded! Drop your guns and come out yourselves! That's your only chance!"
With a cold face, the guard was unlikely to throw his gun and walk out.
The old man's face grew even colder. He waved his hand at Wei Haihong and said, "Third son, go out and deal with the police. Handle it normally, do what needs to be done, don't make it special, and don't make it a public issue!"
Wei Haihong nodded, then spread his hands and shouted, "I have no weapons, I'm out!"
Volume 1, Chapter 232: Get Lost!
Hai Hong went out empty-handed. After the police, who had been hiding behind cover, pointed their guns at him and approached, Wei Hai Hong coldly said to them, "Who is your leader? Come out and talk to me!"
“That’s really arrogant. What do you want to say? Tell me!” one of them stepped forward and said to Wei Haihong.
Wei Haihong glanced at the star insignia on his shoulder and said coldly, "You're not qualified enough to know the proper authority. Get a higher-ranking position!"
The policeman chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Stop arguing. Go back to the station and find a higher position yourself!"
Wei Haihong shouted, "Get out of here!"
The policeman was taken aback, genuinely intimidated by Wei Haihong's imposing presence, and involuntarily took two steps back. Wei Haihong ignored him and immediately pulled out his phone.
His action of taking out his phone startled everyone, and they quickly pointed their long and short guns at him again. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was a mobile phone.
Wei Haihong searched for a name in his address book and dialed directly. Once the call connected, he said, "Minister Li, hello, haha, it's me, Lao San. I'm on the fourth floor of the Dongcheng Department Store, being confronted by your men with guns pointed at me." A misunderstanding? Haha, if it were me, I wouldn't care, but they're not just confronting me, it's my grandfather and Uncle Li, Li Lei's father. Luckily, only my grandfather is here today as a guard. What do you think his job is? Of course he won't surrender." What, okay?