The noisy scene continued. After the villagers smashed the windows, they were stopped by the police. The two sides pushed and shoved each other without reaching a conclusion. Suddenly, someone came in from outside the gate and shouted, "Everyone, I saw Secretary Qiu go to Little Swan Restaurant for dinner. Let's go find him directly!"
Someone turned around and rushed out of the town government gate, shouting as they ran: "We're suffering from the wind and snow and going hungry, while these corrupt officials are eating and drinking at a restaurant! Let's go find them!"
Qiu Haifeng entered the auspicious hall on the second floor, where several small business owners from the town had already ordered their food and were waiting for him. Qiu Haifeng took off his coat and took the seat of honor. Six or seven dishes had already been served, and the wine had been poured. Qiu Haifeng warmly greeted them, "Eat, eat quickly. It's so cold, eat some hot food to warm up."
The small business owners respectfully declined to let Secretary Qiu start eating first. After taking a bite of the appetizer, everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere immediately became lively after a glass of baijiu.
"Secretary Qiu, the town will increase its income once the chemical plant is built, right?" someone asked.
Qiu Haifeng said with a headache, "It's because of this chemical plant that the town government is in turmoil. Just now, a group of villagers came to cause trouble and smashed the glass doors of the office building."
Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, is that so? How can we let them run wild?"
Qiu Haifeng smiled and said, "Someone will naturally handle this matter. We'll just eat our food."
More and more dishes were served, filling a large table. Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside. It seemed that a waiter who was trying to stop them had been pushed over. Then, the door to the Jixiang Hall was flung open with a bang, and seven or eight burly young men led the way, followed by Zhao Weidong carrying his elderly father, Zhao Tiancheng. As soon as they entered, they were drawn in by the aroma of food and wine filling the room. They had braved the snow early in the morning, and it was almost noon. Their stomachs were growling with hunger. Yet, Secretary Qiu, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, had been pretending to be on a village-level mission but was actually hiding here eating and drinking! He was completely oblivious to what was happening outside.
Volume 2 [141] Upholding Justice?
Qiu Haifeng struck first, glaring at him and asking in a serious tone, "What's going on? What happened?"
A villager swallowed hard, looked away from the large fish and meat on the table, and said, "Secretary Qiu, are you still pretending to be confused? We want an explanation for the demolition of Shantou Village."
Zhao Weidong put his father down on a chair and said, "My father's leg was broken, and I also ask Secretary Qiu to uphold justice for him!"
Qiu Haifeng stroked his chin and said, "If there are any issues, you can report them to the relevant departments after you start work. I'm having dinner with guests right now, so everyone should head back first."
One villager said impatiently, "Go back first? Who knows if we'll be able to find you again this afternoon? You officials, once you've eaten and drunk your fill, go find somewhere to have fun. What do you care about our lives then?"
Qiu Haifeng said, "Young man, what you said is wrong. The government is here to solve problems for everyone. As long as everyone follows the rules and procedures, the problem will definitely be solved. But you just act recklessly according to your own thoughts, and in the end, you will harm yourselves. Do you know that this is illegal?"
Zhao Weidong stamped his foot and said, "I don't know what's illegal, we just want justice!"
Suddenly, someone outside the door sneered, "You want justice? Fine, I'll give it to you."
Zhao Weidong looked up at the door and his head buzzed. It was one of the murderers who broke his father's leg, one of the Four Tigers of Hedian with a scar on his left eye. His name was Huo Lanfeng, nicknamed Scarface, and he was the leader of the Four Tigers of Hedian.
Upon seeing his enemy, Zhao Weidong's blood boiled, and he charged towards Scarface, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death!"
The villagers who came with him also shouted, "Secretary Qiu, they are the ones who broke Grandpa Zhao's leg! You must uphold justice!"
Qiu Haifeng sneered inwardly. Uphold justice? Did he have the guts? Song Shiguo's methods were so ruthless that even he, the town's Party Secretary, had to give him some leeway. Moreover, this time Song Shiguo had colluded with Zhang Guidong and received the support of Secretary Zhang of the district Party Committee. Qiu Haifeng was nothing; no one would stand up for him.
Bang! Zhao Weidong was kicked back, crashing into two chairs and falling to the ground. Immediately, two men rushed in, each stepping on Zhao Weidong to prevent him from getting up. Scarface gave Qiu Haifeng a look, signaling that he would take over and Qiu Haifeng should leave immediately. These people were originally people Qiu Haifeng had notified by phone before coming to the Little Swan Restaurant. It would be best if they could handle these troublesome villagers. Qiu Haifeng grabbed his coat and squeezed towards the door.
The villagers blocked Qiu Haifeng's path: "Secretary Qiu, where are you going? These people were blatantly beating people just now. What's the explanation for this? Is the town government just going to ignore it?"
Qiu Haifeng looked somewhat embarrassed and said, "Excuse me, I have something to do and need to leave first."
Accompanying Scarface was Wang Zhijiang, also known as Sihu. He loved to brandish knives, twirling a butterfly knife in his hand. As Qiu Haifeng passed by, Wang Zhijiang immediately stepped forward to block several villagers who tried to stop him. The villagers, intimidated by the knife in Wang Zhijiang's hand, dared not advance any further. Qiu Haifeng left the Little Swan Restaurant without incident. He didn't care what happened next. Even if the villagers made a scene at the district level, what could they do? This matter concerned Secretary Zhang's nephew, so naturally, he would handle it.
Scarface glanced at everyone in the room. After Qiu Haifeng left, the small business owners also left, leaving only the villagers of Shantou Village. Scarface had brought sixteen or seventeen men, who completely overwhelmed the villagers in terms of their presence. Scarface said, "Looks like the lesson of losing one leg wasn't profound enough. Break his other leg and see how he dares to cause trouble again."
Zhao Weiguo's eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly charged at the two men who were stepping on him and leaped at Scarface. But how could Scarface, a man who was always on the loose, be ambushed by the honest Zhao Weiguo? He dodged with a single dodge. Zhao Weiguo crashed into the wall and was immediately captured by the two men who caught up with him. The two men cursed and punched Zhao Weiguo's chest.
The villagers of Shantou Village wanted to come up and help, but when Wang Zhijiang flicked his butterfly knife, they were too scared to approach. Everyone knows that life is important, and these thugs are all reckless.
With a thud, Zhao Tiancheng was forced to the ground. The old man stubbornly tried to stand up, but just as he managed to muster the strength in his good leg, he was suddenly kicked hard from behind. His old arms and legs were already fragile, and even though the kick wasn't particularly powerful, Zhao Tiancheng, lacking calcium, couldn't withstand it. He trembled and fell to the ground, his other leg likely broken as well! These honest, simple farmers were no match for ruthless characters like Scarface.
"Dad!" Zhao Weiguo broke free from the two men binding him, but before he could reach his father, Wang Zhijiang's butterfly knife flew over and struck Zhao Weiguo squarely in the abdomen. Zhao Weiguo grabbed the hilt in disbelief, his hand instantly stained with blood. Upon seeing the gruesome scene, most of the villagers who had come with him immediately shrank into a corner, and no one dared to come forward to support Zhao Weiguo. Whether he was fainting from the hemorrhage or had been stabbed in a vital spot, Zhao Weiguo slowly collapsed to the ground, motionless.
With a bang, the door to the auspicious hall was pushed open again, and Zhao Qiang appeared in the doorway, panting heavily. He had rushed to the town government as fast as he could and learned that his father and grandfather had gone to the Little Swan Restaurant to find Secretary Qiu. He immediately ran over, but he was still a step too late. When he saw his father and grandfather lying in pools of blood, Zhao Qiang was furious. He hadn't thrown away the stick he had been carrying in his winter coat. Without saying a word, he swung the stick at the leader, Scarface. Scarface was also quite skilled. He ducked down and immediately ran to the side. Seeing Zhao Qiang's fierce approach, he didn't dare to take the blow head-on for a moment. Zhao Qiang pursued relentlessly, but the other henchmen blocked his way, so Zhao Qiang had to deal with them first.
These henchmen arrived prepared for battle, armed with machetes and rubber batons, perfect for close combat in confined spaces. However, they underestimated Zhao Qiang's super biochip computing power. His calculations of space and speed were incredibly accurate. Bang! The first fierce guy who rushed forward with a machete was struck on the head by Zhao Qiang's bat. Blood splattered everywhere, and the man died instantly, his brains spilling out! Zhao Qiang had gone all out. His father and grandfather were still missing, so what reservations did he have at this point?
Zhao Qiang used a small shield made of a distorted screwdriver in his left hand to block the two machetes attacking from the left. Then he swung his club and smashed the shoulder of the first man. The man screamed and was half paralyzed. The machete in his hand clattered to the ground. The other man was immediately stabbed in the abdomen by Zhao Qiang, who transformed the small shield into the shape of a screwdriver. The man bent over and temporarily lost his ability to attack. Then Zhao Qiang smashed his club on the head, and he fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices.
Although Wang Zhijiang was a ruthless character, he had never encountered someone as vicious and accurate as Zhao Qiang before. Seeing that Zhao Qiang had crippled the three of them right away, he swung his butterfly knife with a whoosh, aiming straight for Zhao Qiang's chest. Wang Zhijiang's swing was fast and accurate, making it difficult for the opponent to dodge in such a narrow space.
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Volume 2 [142] Crush them all!
But Zhao Qiang had no intention of dodging. He charged forward towards the butterfly knife, and his henchmen instinctively moved aside, exposing Wang Zhizhong to Zhao Qiang's line of sight. The butterfly knife pierced Zhao Qiang's chest, but did not penetrate his chest cavity; it only pierced through his winter clothing before stopping. At this moment, Zhao Qiang had already attacked Wang Zhijiang and struck him hard on the neck. Wang Zhijiang was completely unprepared. He did not believe that Zhao Qiang would withstand that blow. His head buzzed, his vision blurred, and he lost consciousness. If his neck had not been broken, he would have suffered a concussion. Even if Wang Zhijiang survived, he probably would never be able to throw knives again.
After killing Wang Zhijiang, who had injured his father, Zhao Qiang retaliated by knocking down two men who had attacked him from behind. The two men's machetes slashed at Zhao Qiang's back, tearing two large holes in his winter coat. If it weren't for his three-proof shirt, Zhao Qiang would have been dead. But now, the two men's lives were in danger. After knocking them down, Zhao Qiang continued his attack. Scarface was terrified. He had fought for decades and had never seen such a ruthless and reckless person. The most crucial problem was that no attack seemed to have any effect on Zhao Qiang's body!
Behind Zhao Qiang was the door to the private room. He blocked Scarface and the others' escape route. Several thugs, terrified by the sight of brains scattered on the ground, kicked open the window. They dared not stay any longer. Judging from the fight just now, Zhao Qiang would not show them any mercy. If they were unlucky, they might have their heads smashed. If they didn't leave now, they would be waiting for the right moment.
Zhao Qiang roared, "Who hit my dad and grandpa just now! If you don't step forward, all of you here today will die!" Zhao Qiang grabbed a chair and smashed it on the back of the guy who was about to jump out of the window. The guy swayed and fell straight out of the second-floor window. The rest of the people were too scared to move for a moment, while the guy who fell out of the window lay on the ground unable to get up, probably seriously injured.
Just then, Qiu Haifeng's car arrived. His ally was forced to jump out of the window. Qiu Haifeng had a bad feeling. He took out his phone and called Zhang Guidong. He figured that if he didn't ask Secretary Zhang to come out today, it would be difficult to quell the incident. He might have to ask the district police for support.
Zhao Qiang locked the door to the private room from the inside, then walked step by step towards the dozen or so thugs amidst their fearful gazes. One of them, with a snarling grin, gripped a military knife tightly and lunged at Zhao Qiang's abdomen, intending to use the force of the impact to plunge the knife deep into Zhao Qiang's stomach. Zhao Qiang completely ignored the attack and continued walking, his eyes fixed on Scarface. No one dared to admit who had attacked his father and grandfather, so he would deal with Scarface first! He was the leader; if he wasn't killed, who would be?
*Swoosh!* Another hole was pierced in Zhao Qiang's winter coat. When the military knife met the three-proof shirt, the attack was stopped. No matter how hard the guy tried, he couldn't get it in even an inch. Zhao Qiang smiled coldly and smashed the wooden stick down on the man's head. Another brains splattered open! The man fell to the ground with a thud, his body twitched a few times, and then he was still. The power of hitting someone on the head with a wooden stick was too great; almost one blow could cripple someone. Scarface's mouth twitched as he watched. Now he regretted it. If he had known that the people of Shantou Village were so fierce, he would never have gotten involved in this mess.
Zhao Qiang pressed closer and closer. Scarface reached out to grab one of his henchmen behind him, intending to use them to block Zhao Qiang so he could escape through the window. A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years; since this man wasn't afraid of knives, he'd use a gun! But his henchmen recoiled in fear, and Scarface's grab landed on empty air. At this moment, Zhao Qiang realized Scarface's intentions. Without hesitation, he leaped forward. Scarface had no choice but to fight. He had been too careless, unarmed, and could only clench his fist, preparing to punch Zhao Qiang in the face. Zhao Qiang simply shifted his body to the side, giving Scarface the opportunity to attack, while simultaneously striking Scarface's arm with his wooden stick.
Bang! Scarface hit Zhao Qiang on the shoulder, but the force of the punch was distributed across his upper body by his protective shirt, so the force was limited. Zhao Qiang's wooden stick actually hit Scarface's arm. With Zhao Qiang's current strength, it was no different from breaking a pig's leg bone. Scarface was immediately crippled by half, and he was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat!
Zhao Qiang immediately kicked Scarface to the ground, then bent down and smashed Scarface's other arm with a wooden stick. Scarface screamed in agony as both arms were broken, rendering him completely incapacitated. Although there were still many underlings in the room, they were terrified and pale. After all this time, they realized for the first time that being tricked and tricking others were completely different concepts. At this moment, they were too busy protecting themselves to care about Scarface. They looked at Zhao Qiang with fearful eyes, almost begging for mercy.
Zhao Qiang grabbed a chair and slammed it down on Scarface's thigh with a bang. The chair shattered, and Scarface let out a scream that could be heard throughout half of Zaolin Town. It was estimated that his thigh was now useless. Torturing a perfectly healthy person into a human skeleton by crippling his limbs was something Zhao Qiang had been enjoying lately.
Zhao Qiang placed one foot on Scarface's last intact thigh, ignoring Scarface's groans on the ground, and said to his henchmen around him, "Who hit my grandfather and my father just now, and whoever stabbed my father, step forward!"
Nobody wanted to step forward. Zhao Qiang's madness had made them all wet their pants. It wasn't that they didn't want to continue their joint attack, but the problem was that Zhao Qiang was too fast and seemed to have some kind of iron shirt defense. He wasn't even afraid of knives, unless it was a pistol. But in China, are pistols something that ordinary people can easily own? Knowing that they were no match for these thugs, they lost their fighting spirit.
"Since no one dares to admit it, then you can all die!" Zhao Qiang, brandishing a wooden stick, prepared to call out names from the beginning. Unexpectedly, several young men immediately betrayed their companions, "It was them, it was them! It has nothing to do with us, nothing to do with us! Please spare us! We'll never dare to cause trouble in Zaolin Town again. We're still young, and we have wives and children to support..."
Three thugs with dyed yellow hair were pushed forward. Zhao Qiang showed no mercy or words, his wooden stick aimed directly at their heads. He was going to kill them; there was no pity in his eyes. Killing one person was the same as killing two. Since he had already started killing, he might as well kill them all. What if they came back to harass his family if he didn't wipe them out? As for the consequences, Zhao Qiang didn't care. At this moment, he was just a cold-blooded killing machine! Kill! Kill those who offend me!
The first blond-haired youth pushed out was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, but before he could even beg for mercy, his head was shattered. The second one was so frightened that he fainted. The third one turned around and tried to jump out of the window, but Zhao Qiang was faster. He caught up with him in three steps and hit him on the back of the head. Like a smashed gourd, half of his head was a bloody mess. He then fell out of the window, splashing a bright red stain on the concrete outside the wall. Several thugs nearby vomited on the spot. It was like a slaughterhouse. Even they, who were used to bloodshed, couldn't stand it.
The one who had fainted from fright was left. Zhao Qiang grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up. The pain at the base of his hair woke him up. He was so frightened that his legs twitched and he couldn't utter a word. Zhao Qiang picked up the military knife on the ground and asked, "Was it this knife that stabbed my father?"
The man shook his head frantically, his eyes filled with fear and tears. In fact, it was Wang Zhijiang's butterfly knife that stabbed Zhao Weiguo, but Wang Zhijiang had his neck broken and was knocked unconscious as soon as he came up. Zhao Qiang didn't have time to pay attention to him at the moment. He plunged the knife into the waist of the man he was holding, and blood spurted out. Zhao Qiang smiled coldly, pulled out the knife and stabbed him again. He stabbed him four or five times in a row before throwing the man, whose life was hanging in the balance, to the ground. A section of intestines was protruding from the wound. The man was so scared that he could only gasp for breath. No one knew how long he could hold on.
Volume 2 [143] Arrested
Zhao Qiang returned to Scarface's side, stomping his foot on Scarface's chest as he asked, "The Four Tigers of Hedian are pretty powerful, aren't they? You're quite capable, breaking my grandfather's leg and stabbing my father. Do you think no one in the Zhao family dares to stand up for us? Do you think we're easy to bully?" Zhao Qiang was filled with anger and resentment. He didn't want things to be this way; he just wanted to do business honestly and live a peaceful life. But this damn society wouldn't allow him to live a stable life. So, he would repay kindness with kindness and blood!
Scarface's nerves had long since collapsed. He was a human, not a god. So what if he was one of the Four Tigers of Hedian? He was also flesh and blood, born of a mother and father, and afraid of death. Now he realized that he had lived in vain. In terms of ruthlessness and martial arts, he was not even in the same league as the young man in front of him.
Scarface hurriedly explained, "No, no, you, you are the most powerful in Hedian. We will listen to you from now on. We were blind to your greatness this time. Please let us go, let us go. I will kneel down and apologize to your family."
"Too late!" Zhao Qiang raised his wooden stick. At that moment, the door to the private room was smashed open with a loud bang. Wu Chi, the police station chief, rushed in with two officers, guns in hand. "Don't move! Don't move! Put down your weapons! I'll make you put down your weapons!" The bloodstains on the floor almost made Wu Chi and the other two vomit. They had never seen such a bloody case in their lives. Brains were everywhere, and people were lying around, their fates unknown.
Zhao Qiang smiled at Wu Chi and said, "You came pretty fast. What were you doing when my grandfather's leg was broken?"
Wu Chi's hands trembled with nervousness. He roared, "Put down your weapon and stop talking nonsense, or I'll shoot!"
Zhao Qiang glanced at Scarface, who wore a triumphant smile despite his fear. He knew he wouldn't die; Wu Chi was his savior. Zhao Qiang smiled back, then stomped down hard. Crack! Crack! Scarface coughed up blood. At least four or five of his ribs were broken by Zhao Qiang's stomp, some possibly even punctured in the lung. Blood and foam gushed from his mouth. Wu Chi was stunned. His fingers finally gave way, and *bang*, a gunshot rang out, the bullet striking Zhao Qiang's chest.
Zhao Qiang had exhausted most of his physical strength. More importantly, he knew that his running shoes had run out of power during his last jump in the Holiday Inn fire. Since Xiao Wei was gone, the running shoes hadn't been charged. Without their assistance, Zhao Qiang couldn't dodge bullets. However, with his protective shirt, it was still easy to protect his vitals. It was just that the impact of the bullets made Zhao Qiang stagger backward. In the end, Zhao Qiang was still just an ordinary person; he wasn't an omnipotent superman.
As Wu Chi fired his gun, Zhao Qiang threw a wooden stick at him. Wu Chi was somewhat disoriented after firing, and he didn't know how to dodge when the stick flew towards him. The stick hit him squarely on the forehead, causing blood to flow freely. Wu Chi could no longer control himself and fired his pistol wildly. Scarface on the ground was unlucky and was hit by at least two shots, while Zhao Qiang was unharmed.
Zhao Qiang planned to jump out of the window to escape, but as soon as the window opened, two policemen climbed in from the outside, also carrying guns, pointing them at Zhao Qiang's head. It was too late. The super biochip calculated rapidly. Zhao Qiang's head was burning, but the calculation showed that there was currently no possibility of escape. It seemed that surrendering was the best option.
Zhao Qiang smiled sadly and said to Wu Chi, "Take my dad and grandpa to the hospital, or you know what will happen. I don't want you to end up like them. Of course, you can kill me, but I don't think you have that right. After such a big incident, you have to give your superiors an explanation."
Wu Chi's hands and feet were somewhat out of control. He was even more afraid that Zhao Qiang would do something bad again. He had clearly been shot, but the other man was unharmed. Moreover, Wu Chi had run out of bullets. He dared not act recklessly. Besides, Zhao Qiang was right. Today's incident had blown up. He had to give an explanation to his superiors. Capturing Zhao Qiang was already a great achievement.
Wu Chi said, "You, you don't resist, we'll send everyone to the hospital."
Zhao Qiang nodded, and the police who came in through the window immediately handcuffed him. Unless Zhao Qiang had the ability to break free of the handcuffs, which he didn't have at the moment, he was fine. Fortunately, he had hidden the weird screwdriver in his keychain. The police didn't know the details and only took the laptop bag that Zhao Qiang was wearing on his waist. As for the X-ray glasses, the police had no way of knowing the secret.
Zhao Qiang sighed inwardly. He had caused such a big mess that no one could protect him this time. He could only hope that his grandfather and father would be alright. If he wanted to escape, he would always have a chance. At worst, he could live in anonymity for the rest of his life and never starve.
Zhao Weiguo and Zhao Tiancheng were carried away first, because the police were also afraid of Zhao Qiang. The two elders were unconscious, but their breathing was steady, so Zhao Qiang wasn't too worried. Such injuries would heal slowly over time, and the people who attacked his grandfather and father were almost all dead. Scarface had originally been somewhat alive, and might have had a chance to escape if the surgery was timely, but Wu Chi's last few shots completely took his life. Zhao Qiang chuckled inwardly; this debt wouldn't be pinned on him.
Before afternoon, the bloodshed, along with the bloodshed at the Royal Billiards Hall in the city center that morning, immediately caused a sensation in Hedian District and shocked Dongyang City. Even the S Province Provincial Party Committee called to inquire. In an instant, the entire government and judicial institutions were mobilized, and all those involved in the case were placed under surveillance. Even Song Shiguo, the local tyrant of Hedian District, was taken into custody at home by special police from Dongyang. Until the bloodshed was resolved, these people would not be free.
Of course, not to mention Zhao Qiang, the central figure in the bloodbath. He is now in a heavily guarded detention center in Hedian District. He is the most wanted criminal in the entire Hedian District and is cut off from all outside information. It seems that how things develop outside is none of his business. What awaits him may be a case of intentional homicide, and he may be shot. However, things are unpredictable, especially in this distorted society where power is above all else!
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Hu Qian, the chairwoman of the "black" website, nervously entered her grandfather Hu Weimin's study. She didn't know why her grandfather had called her there, but judging from past experience, it was definitely not a good thing. Most likely, she had done something wrong and was going to be criticized again.
When Hu Qian saw her grandfather with a stern face and no smiles, she awkwardly greeted him with "Hello, Grandpa" and then sat down without saying anything more. In Hu Qian and her younger brother Hu Xiaojiang's eyes, their grandfather was like a god, not a kind and gentle old man. They thought about how he had spent his life on the battlefield and always had this temper and expression towards everyone. This was something that couldn't be changed, so they could only let him be.
Hu Weimin put down the documents in his hand and leaned back in the old rattan chair. "Xiaoqian, you recently made a website?"
Hu Qian nodded: "Yes, Grandpa, it's about security and system optimization. The development in the second half of the year is pretty good."
Hu Weimin said, "That's right. I heard that Xiao Jiang has achieved some success in Donghai City. You two siblings have lived up to your grandfather's expectations, but it's still not enough. With your current rate of development, you are far from meeting my requirements."
Hu Qian said, "Grandpa, actually I'm currently in talks about a collaborative project. If it succeeds, my website will jump to the top three Chinese websites. It's about antivirus software and browsers. I plan to bundle the 'black' browser with a super antivirus software, promote the browser through the free antivirus software, and use the browser's traffic revenue to support the antivirus software."
“No good,” Hu Weimin said, denying it outright.
Volume 2 [144] The Most Important Thing
Hu Qian was surprised: "Grandpa, everyone is optimistic about this project. The annual revenue will definitely be over 500 million."
Hu Weimin said, “I mean the name is bad. We are a red family, and you have a black name. Are you deliberately making trouble for the family? You and your brother have been rebellious since childhood. You always do the opposite of what I say. Fortunately, you have grown up in the past few years, but your brother still can’t understand and insists on going his own way. In fact, you should realize that you are destined not to go the way you want to go because you were born into this family.”
Hu Qian said somewhat sadly, "I understand, Grandpa. I will try to persuade Xiao Jiang to come home when I have the chance. Since you don't like black, let's call him red. Anyway, the name hasn't been promoted yet, so it's not too late to change it now."
Hu Weimin waved his hand and said, "This matter is not urgent. It's just a few hundred million in revenue. Now I have something more important to entrust to you. In recent years, the Yang family has been suppressing our Hu family. Our family's power has been declining year by year. If we can't make a comeback in this matter... Xiaoqian, you understand. Among your generation, I actually have the most faith in you. You can't let your grandfather down."
Hu Qian gritted her teeth and stood up: "Grandpa, I don't want to be with that bastard Zheng Guo!" Hu Qian thought her grandfather was referring to this matter. She felt she had to make her stance clear and that she would never sacrifice her happiness for the sake of the family's interests.
Hu Weimin was taken aback. He hadn't expected his granddaughter's reaction to be so intense. It seemed that the child had grown up and some things were no longer within his control. This made the old man sigh. However, he didn't want to talk about this matter today, so he didn't pay much attention to it and said, "Xiaoqian, Grandpa knows you don't like him, but today I'm not talking about Zheng Guo, but your current partner, Zhao Qiang."
Hu Qian was surprised: "Him? Grandpa, why would you care about a programmer?"
Hu Weimin chuckled: "Take a look at these documents."
Hu Qian took the document from her grandfather. The first page was a photocopy of a newspaper with two articles. One was like a sponsored article, seemingly praising the fast charger product, while the other was written by Professor Gu Yu, who is renowned in academia and also seemed to be advocating for the fast charger.