The Xiang family is a well-known name in Mingzhu City. Although it is not a top-tier wealthy family, it is already a rare giant compared to the mainland, which is still in its infancy. Its subsidiaries, such as Hongming Group, Changxing Industry, Leiming Light Energy, Hengda Electronics, etc., are all leaders in their respective industries. Although Wen Liang is very wise, he is not a god. He did not expect that Xiang Ziyu, whom he had only met a few times, had such a great background. Especially when he thought of Xiang Ziqian, whom he had met at the InterContinental Hotel, he actually thought that the two of them looked quite similar.
The world is big and small at the same time. At that time, because of Zhu Zixuan, Wen Liang was affected and had a very unpleasant quarrel with Xiang Ziqian. He even joked that one was in the mainland and the other was in Mingzhu, thousands of miles away, so he was not afraid of Xiang Ziqian causing trouble. However, he didn't know that things change and he couldn't be too sure. Just a few days later, Xiang's business empire had already expanded to Guanshan.
After 1997, some people immigrated, some fled, some waited and watched, and some wanted to test the waters. The Xiang family did not have the deep connections in the mainland like the top wealthy families in Mingzhu, so they were mainly testing the waters. Therefore, the main force sent out were the third generation of the family, which was clearly to train soldiers and hone the children. Among all the brothers and sisters, Xiang Ziyu's ability was not particularly outstanding, but he was calm and thoughtful, so it was safe to send him to lead the charge.
Wen Liang smiled, put Xiang Ziyu behind his mind, stroked Zuo Yuxi's long hair with his fingers, and talked about Huang Weiguo's death: "... I guess he was wronged in Linze City, and when he came back, he couldn't think straight, so he raised his head and drank the pesticide. It's not necessarily that he deliberately chose No. 1 Middle School, or deliberately chose the first day of school..."
Zuo Yuxi looked at the ceiling and said quietly: "You always like to think the best of others. This is because you are kind-hearted, but don't forget that when the world forces an honest person into a desperate situation, you can no longer define him with a normal mentality."
Wen Liang's expression became serious and he asked, "What news did you hear?"
"On the way back, Zhang Yihan called me to report that he had found a suicide note next to the body, which detailed how his son-in-law was wrongly imprisoned and his daughter was tortured and driven crazy. He wanted to die to make his will clear, hoping to attract public attention and force the province to reopen the investigation... He also said that if this matter was left unresolved and no one cared, he would settle accounts with those people even if he died..."
Wen Liang was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Yes, the world is pressing... To be honest, what's the point of dying in Qingzhou? Since it was suicide, the case can be closed tomorrow. Who would go to the dangerous place of Linze for an unrelated person?"
Linze City has a lot of coal, and there are coal mines all over the city. It is rumored that many workers who were deceived from other places were illegally detained in the mines and worked day and night, but this is only a rumor and cannot be taken seriously. It has always been the easiest to make money in coal-producing areas. When there is a lot of money, there are a lot of disputes. Various forces in the black and white worlds are intertwined. Two people who have no relationship on the surface may be potential allies who share life and death. If you offend one person, you will have countless troubles.
What is even more troublesome is that Linze is known as the hometown of martial arts in the country. The folk customs are not only tough, but also tough and martial. It is said that if gangsters know martial arts, even gods cannot stop them. Those who can occupy coal mine resources are all powerful people. They have a large number of martial arts masters who are willing to die. Every dispute and fight on the road is comparable to Jet Li and Jackie Chan's kung fu movies, but more realistic and bloody. According to incomplete unofficial statistics, up to now, in the past 20 years, one out of every five big brother-level figures has died, and the death elimination rate is as high as 20%, which is almost one of the most dangerous professions in the world. Therefore, this social situation where everyone is awesome has also resulted in no one having the ability and means to integrate and rectify the entire Linze coal market. The top few who are ranked have become enemies with each other, forming alliances, and the situation is very chaotic. Even the official is helpless, or turns a blind eye, or simply goes out in person, colludes inside and outside, and makes a fortune in coal.
If we talk about the city with the most rich people in Jiangdong Province, Linze is definitely one of them. But if we talk about the city with the worst public security in Jiangdong Province, Linze will definitely be the winner with unanimous votes, no doubt about it!
"Linze..." Hearing this place name, even the usually cold Zuo Yuxi couldn't help frowning, turning around and changing his posture, as if this could drive away the discomfort in his heart, and said: "It is understood that Huang Weiguo has been petitioning everywhere in the past six months. He has been to the province and the capital, and he has also stopped the motorcade of Senior Official Wu. It's not that there is no movement. The approval document transferred from the capital to the province was immediately issued by the province to the Linze Municipal Party Committee. Senior Official Wu even made an instruction... But some people are always too naive. Either it is a major case that has been exposed, or someone is secretly pushing it. There are at least a thousand lawsuits like this every year. According to the procedure, most of them are sent back to their place of origin for self-examination and self-correction, and they just wait for a reply from above."
"Self-examination and self-correction?" Wen Liang shook his head and sighed, "I have always believed that the greatest manifestation of the wisdom of the Chinese people is their talent in choosing words and constructing sentences. Examine yourself. Unless you are a saint who has been reborn, it would be a great discovery of conscience if you can find even the slightest flaw!"
Zuo Yuxi also sighed and said, "The result is not unexpected. After self-examination, Linze confirmed that the facts of the case were clear and the evidence was conclusive. Huang Weiguo's petition was a wanton slander after his unreasonable demands were not met. He was detained in the detention center and educated for more than a month before being released. Oh, by the way, when he was released, one of his legs was lame!"
The world is pressing!
"So, how are you going to deal with this matter?"
Zuo Yuxi replied with a cold expression, "There is a suicide note, so it is undoubtedly suicide. The case will be handed over to the Municipal Public Security Bureau for closure. Huang Weiguo was a contract worker hired by the unit, not a regular employee, and cannot enjoy relevant benefits. The Education Bureau and No. 1 Middle School jointly came forward and gave the family of the deceased 5,000 yuan in condolence money out of humanitarian spirit."
Wen Liang held her icy hand, patted it gently, and comforted her: "You are thoughtful. You have done what you can. Even if Huang Weiguo knew about it, he would not resent you for anything..."
He also saw that Zuo Yuxi was in a bad mood. After all, this was her department. Not only could she not seek justice for the deaths, but even the compensation was only a symbolic 5,000 yuan, which was the maximum amount she could approve for non-staff members.
Death is the only difficulty in the history of the world, but some people die with great honor, while others die and are just dead. Why is there such a difference? Is it just because of the difference in class? Or is there some other profound truth
Wen Liang is not a philosopher and cannot solve such problems, but fortunately he is a wealthy man in a sense and can solve some practical problems. He said, "Yishan Pure Water is preparing to provide a scholarship to No. 1 Middle School, 30% of which will be used to reward outstanding faculty and staff. You can take out 50,000 yuan and give it to Master Huang's family in the name of the school. What do you think?"
“Isn’t fifty thousand a bit too much? I’m afraid it will have a bad impact and easily cause controversy…” Zuo Yuxi tightened her grip on Wen Liang’s hand, knowing that he was doing this to make herself feel better. However, fifty thousand yuan is undoubtedly a huge sum of money these days. Human nature is evil, and seeing the family members receiving this money, some people will inevitably be jealous and talk behind their backs. Some people who originally held sympathetic views may also change their stance, bringing public pressure to the family members. What’s more worrying is that it has created a bad excuse, making people feel that the school and the Education Bureau are guilty about this matter. Although this is not the case, the saying still applies: human nature is complicated!
Wen Liang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then let's give him 20,000 yuan. I'll send someone to quietly deliver the remaining 30,000 yuan. If his family has difficulties in life, we can also arrange a job for him. In short, you can relax. We will help if we can, and we really can't help if we can't."
"Um!"
Zuo Yuxi curled up her body, buried her head in Wen Liang's arms, smelled his scent, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
She is really too tired!
The next morning, the opening ceremony was held in the school auditorium. After Zhang Yihan's routine speech, Vice Principal Wang Ping read another inspirational article. The gist was that if you study hard, you will be tall, rich and handsome in the future, and if you don't study hard, you will be short, poor and ugly in the future. Old Tan repeated it again, but there was nothing new. In the third year of high school, those who know how to study know how to work hard without being urged, and those who don't like it can only leave it to fate in the examination room. However, nothing is absolute in the world. Every year, there are many students who usually have good grades but fail to get on the list, while those who are usually unremarkable are on the high school list. From a subjective point of view, this is all fate!
Wen Liang sat in the middle of the third row, half listening and half sleeping with his head tilted. He finally waited until Wang Ping finished his lecture. Hua Xique actually announced the list of disciplinary violators at the annual opening ceremony for the first time, and the list was just released yesterday. He immediately became alert and roughly counted the number of people criticized this time. There were a total of 47 people, which set a record for the largest number of people notified at one time since the establishment of No. 1 Middle School.
“… From today on, in order to create a safe, comfortable, happy and secure learning environment for students, the school will further tighten discipline and strengthen the school spirit. For those who refuse to change and ignore school rules, we will warn them, observe them, persuade them to leave, and expel them. Anyone who is lucky enough to test the law…”
The following words of Wen Liang were a bit unbearable to listen to. They were nothing but empty threats. As for even bringing up the issue of "testing the law with one's own body", there was still a gap between Hua Xique's political level and Zhang Yihan's.
An hour later, the ceremony was over. Wen Liang had just walked out of the auditorium when Ren Yi approached him. His face was heavy and he whispered, "Brother Wen, there are rumors out there that the school arrested so many victims this time because of the plan you, the military strategist, gave to the leaders?"
Wen Liang was stunned. It was true that the task was assigned by the Student Union, but most people would think that it was an order from the school. At most, they would call him a running dog, but they would not be able to make up such a grand rumor.
So the question is, who has such a wild imagination that he can guess the truth through guessing
(Although today’s incident is not a big deal, it is really disgusting. In the past two years, I have written a total of three chapters of ambiguous scenes. The scale is almost not worth mentioning in urban literature. It is really ridiculous that someone has the time to report it. For such a flopped book, Maruzi only persisted in it for the promise of completing the book, but he didn’t know who he offended. As for taking the trouble to do this, he was flattered.) (To be continued)