The next evening, on the way to the Tsing Yi Bureau office, Zhang Ming sat in a business car, looking pale and listless. His right forearm was completely broken, which was a serious injury, and he had only been recuperating for more than a week. He should not have been discharged rashly, but Kang Dinghuang had urged him several times to show up to appease the people.
Inside the car, Zhang Ming had gauze on his left shoulder and his right arm was hung in front of his chest. He looked extremely miserable. People outside who were not on good terms with Zhang Ming also gave him a nickname, "The First One-Armed President of Longcheng".
"Are you all here?" Zhang Ming asked, holding his forehead with his left hand.
"Except for the people from the Zhanan District Branch and the Longkou District Branch, everyone else has arrived," the secretary replied.
"Yeah." Zhang Ming nodded slowly and said nothing more.
At 5:30 in the evening, the car stopped at the gate of a large courtyard. Zhang Ming, escorted by a dozen people, quickly walked into the main building.
This compound is also an industry under the Coders Association. Next to it is the current Qingyi Bureau's office in Longcheng. Zhang Ming chose to hold the meeting here, which obviously has a deeper purpose.
About five minutes later.
Zhang Ming led his men into the conference room of the main building and saw about sixty to seventy people already seated in the audience, discussing something.
"Be quiet, the president is here." the secretary called out.
Everyone in the audience immediately shut up and looked up at the one-armed president who was walking onto the stage from the side.
Zhang Ming walked up to the podium alone and waved at everyone: "It's been a week since we last met. I heard that people are saying I'm dead?"
The branch presidents, elders, and core members in the audience did not react to this cold joke because they were all very nervous.
A lot of things happened in Longcheng during this period, but many people in the association were not clear about the specific reasons. They only knew that Dong Pengyu was attacked by Lao Li's men, and the entire Donggang District association was almost crippled. In this situation, the president of the Coders Association was actually shot and lost an arm.
These incidents have made many people feel uneasy, and they have no idea about the attitude of the higher-ups or the current situation of the Coders Association.
Zhang Ming bent over and sat on the podium. He turned his head and glanced at the meeting room. He shouted with great energy, "I know that everyone has doubts and worries. The doctor told me that I have to receive treatment and observation in the hospital in the near future and should not walk around. But I am afraid that if I don't show up, everyone below will panic. So I came here today at the risk of my life... If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
As soon as the voice fell, the leader of the Daonan District stood up immediately: "President, I want to ask now, is the city targeting us like this? What kind of solution can the association come up with? Dong Pengyu said that we were swept away, so we are swept away. We are very uncertain now. We dare not carry out the business of the branch, for fear of being caught...!"
Zhang Ming nodded slowly and pointed to the wall on the left side of the house: "Do you know what's next door?"
Everyone was quiet.
"Let me tell you! The people living in the compound next door are the staff of the Special Intelligence Department of the Da'an District Security Bureau No. 7!" Zhang Ming said in a serious tone: "They came to Longcheng to thoroughly investigate those politicians who are corrupt, forming gangs, forming factions, and even selling out the interests of the region! This Special Intelligence Department is not a judicial department in the conventional sense. The power given to them by the District Security Bureau is comparable to that of a regulatory committee! We have neighbors like this living next to us, what are you afraid of?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of whispering in the meeting room.
"Since the establishment of the Coders Association, we have been following the policies of the region and supporting the principle of one region but regional autonomy! We have also been working diligently and law-abidingly to contribute our own strength to the construction of Longcheng." Zhang Ming said implicitly and full of positive energy: "But our influence and our unity have touched the interests of some people, some crooked politicians, so we have been suppressed! But this difficulty is only temporary! You have also seen that the relevant departments of the region have secretly entered Longcheng and launched an operation! Wen Zhanbo, who was arrested a few days ago, is the best example! He is lawless and keeps issuing military orders. The upper level will do whatever he wants without leaving any room for him!"
"yes!"
"Yes, it was the Qingyi Bureau that caused Old Wen's trouble."
“…!”
The people from various branches below were discussing the matter, and their expressions became much more relaxed.
Zhang Ming stood up suddenly, raised his arms and shouted passionately: "Don't panic when you encounter a little thing! Our Coders Association has been established for decades. What storms have we not seen? You must believe in the ability of the Association to handle emergencies! Don't be too afraid of those corrupt elements! Outsiders know that Wen Zhanbo and some people are in the same boat, but the former was arrested, and the latter didn't dare to fart, right?!"
“Bang!”
While Zhang Ming was giving a speech, the door to the venue was suddenly pushed open, and Wei Xiangzuo walked in with a dozen people, holding a toothpick in his mouth, clapping and shouting, "President, you are so eloquent! Your mouth is indeed stronger than your arms!"
When everyone heard this, they all turned their heads and looked towards the entrance.
Wei Xiangzuo led his men to the podium and asked with a smile: "President Zhang!! I just want to ask you one question, your arm was broken, and your top henchman Dong Pengyu was arrested! The account books of goods shipped in Donggang District were also checked! In this situation, how did you manage to brag so calmly?!"
"Wei Xiangzuo! What do you think you are?! Everyone knows that you are a dog on the other side."
"Yeah, what are you doing here?!"
“…!”
Dozens of people stood up in the venue instantly.
Wei Xiangzuo pointed at the people in the front row and said, "I just said a few words and you're trying to bite someone on behalf of your father Zhang?! Am I wrong? Zhang Ming was recruited without even saying hello! He got the money and status, but what did you get?! Did Dong Pengyu, who had the best relationship with him, get any benefits besides a pair of silver bracelets?!"
"Fuck you, Wei Xiangzuo!" Zhang Ming's brothers had already come over: "The internal affairs of the Coders Association have nothing to do with you. Do you understand?"
Wei Xiangzuo ignored him and shouted at the stage with his hands behind his back, "Wake up! Zhang Ming can make money and even become an official by following the Qingyi Bureau! But what can you get? What's the old saying? When gods fight, mortals suffer! When the higher-ups start a struggle, we small fish and shrimps can't escape that disaster. Dong Pengyu is the best example! If you are arrested and put in jail, Zhang Ming will retreat after getting the benefits and become a cool prince somewhere else. Who do you think will be the one who suffers in the end?"
"That makes sense!" An elder immediately stood up and asked, "President, why didn't you tell everyone before you started cooperating with the higher-ups?"
"I think you are getting old and confused!" Zhang Ming stood up and shouted, "He is trying to sow discord, can't you see it?"
In the corridor, more than a dozen men blocked Wei Xiangzuo, and the leader pointed at him and cursed: "You son of a bitch! If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you to death!"
Wei Xiangzuo looked at the other person with disdain: "You'd better not make a move on me! I know Kung Fu...!"