In a high-end apartment in Longkou District.
Zhang Ming, wearing a set of expensive silk pajamas and with a big belly, opened the door with sweat all over his brow.
Outside the door, three executives from the Coders Association looked at Zhang Ming with strange expressions: "... President, we are sorry to disturb your rest."
Zhang Ming frowned: "What's so important that you're knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"
"It's urgent."
"Come in and talk." Zhang Ming stepped aside with some displeasure.
Three people entered the house. The leader did not sit down. He just stood at the door and whispered to Zhang Ming: "Tongji Association, Changqing Company, and Tianhong Port Lao Wei's team have joined forces to fight against Baolong Group and Shengli District Police Department. The situation is very serious. Currently, 4,000 people have surrounded the police department. In addition, I heard that Liu Changming personally led people to Li Mingsheng's house to catch the fugitive... This is very strange. We don't know the specific situation yet."
"Liu Changming went to Li Mingsheng's house to catch a fugitive? What's going on?!" After Zhang Ming finished his socializing tonight, he came here to date the little girl. His phone has been turned off, and he is not aware of many things happening outside.
"I don't know either. We haven't found out yet." The leading management shook his head.
"Is that all?" Zhang Ming asked.
"Oh, these are just the causes." The management immediately added: "The most important thing is that our Longkou District Association suddenly supported the three associations without informing the General Association, and Gu Baishun also sent some workers to join the protest."
Zhang Ming was stunned for a while: "Who participated?"
"Gu Baishun participated and clearly supported the positions of the three associations."
"Fuck! Who gave him the right?!" Zhang Ming reacted and flew into a rage: "Is there shit in his brain?"
"If the Longkou District Association hadn't suddenly caused this, we wouldn't have bothered you." The management immediately added: "Gu Baishun's actions are likely to make the regulatory committee feel that our association is wavering and is a fence-sitter."
"Call Gu Baishun right now. I want to talk to him directly." Zhang Ming was almost mad with rage. He never thought that Gu Baishun, who always nodded and bowed to him, would dare to suddenly make such an important decision.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Just as the management was about to call Gu Baishun, his cell phone rang first.
"Hello? Who are you?"
"I'm Jing Yan. Where's Zhang Mingren?" Jing Yan, who was in quarantine in Area 1, actually called back directly.
"President, this is President Jing calling." The management covered the microphone and handed the phone over.
Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, then he immediately picked up his phone and said with a smile, "President, I'm Zhang Ming."
"What's wrong with you? Why can't I get through on the phone?"
"Oh... No... The battery is out of power." Zhang Ming explained hastily.
Jing Yan did not ask any more questions, but just whispered: "Don't pay attention to what Gu Baishun does, just wait and see."
"President, I don't understand what you mean." Zhang Ming was a little confused: "I just got the news that Gu Baishun sent people without informing the General Association..."
"I know, that's why I told you not to get involved." Jing Yan frowned and said, "Our association has a district-by-district system. The main association cannot completely control what the district associations do. If the supervisory committee asks about it, you can push the responsibility to the Longkou District Association and say that a few foremen were bribed and privately called on workers to participate in the protest. You are currently in the process of communicating and handling it."
Zhang Ming blinked: "What's the purpose of doing this?"
"Gu Baishun is just taking advantage of Su Tianyu. If the workers win in this incident, the reaction of Longkou District will be supported by the Coders' Association. The more positive image they get, the more your Association will gain. But if they fail, it will be all Gu Baishun's fault and the responsibility of some bribed foremen. You just need to stand on the side of the Supervisory Committee and clean up these people." Jing Yan instructed carefully: "You can't lose if you delay a little and sit on the mountain to watch the fight between the tigers."
Zhang Ming thought for a while and said, "Okay, I understand."
"When you are in contact with the regulatory committee, you must be enthusiastic and proactive." Jing Yan continued to remind him, "When necessary, you can go directly to the regulatory committee and deal with the incident in front of them. Let them believe that you are more anxious than they are. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand."
"That's it. Don't turn off your phone. I'll contact you anytime." Jing Yan said this and hung up the phone.
After Jing Yan got into trouble, although Zhang Ming took over the position of the head of the Coders Association, he was actually still a puppet, because the remaining decision-makers in each district were all Jing Yan's direct subordinates, and the most important relationships at the top of the Coders Association were also in Jing Yan's hands, so Zhang Ming's power was very limited.
Just now on the phone, Jing Yan said that if the workers' protest failed, they would push the Longkou District Association out as a scapegoat to vent their anger on the regulatory committee, but Zhang Ming didn't believe it, and he had his own considerations.
The management of the supervision committee is not stupid. Although the Coders Association is a regional management system, the General Association has always been the final word. If workers in one area make trouble, the General Association has no control at all. Who the hell believes this? Longkou District is not Zhannan!
So if things fail, the person who will be blamed in the end might be Zhang Ming. Jing Yan will push him out in District 1, saying that he is the leader who is close to the workers.
However, even if Zhang Ming guessed this level, he had no choice, after all, he was just a puppet president.
"Wait for me for a moment, I'll go back to my room to change clothes." Zhang Ming frowned and said, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.
In the bedroom, a young and beautiful woman on the bed looked at Zhang Ming lazily, hooked her hands and said, "Are you done? Come on, the quilt is still warm!"
Zhang Ming was no longer in the mood, he just picked up his clothes, pouted and said, "I'm going out, you can play with the stick yourself."
"You're annoying, what's wrong?"
"Get lost!" Zhang Ming cursed angrily.
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Shengli District Police Department.
The three criminal investigation team leaders and the deputy director were all panicked when they saw the huge crowds of people in the compound.
All the police officers on duty hid in the building, put on bulletproof vests and readied their guns.
"If necessary, can we shoot?" a police chief asked the deputy chief.
"Are you fucking stupid? How many police officers are there and how many are on the opposite side? Once you open fire and the situation gets out of control, how big a deal will that be? Can you handle it or can I?" the deputy director frowned and cursed.
"Director Liu can handle it. Give him a call and let him make the decision." Someone nearby reminded.
“Yes, yes…!” The deputy director immediately called Liu Changming, but the latter did not answer. He then reported to the police station.
…
at the same time.
People from the disciplinary inspection department, special forces, and police station all rushed to Li Mingsheng's home.