Chapter 71

He was always ready to cripple others at the drop of a hat.

Thinking of the girls Guo Hong had ruined, even the one who jumped off a building for his sake.

Did someone like this think that kneeling down would earn him forgiveness?

Although Lin Yi could not be described as someone who repaid every slight,

once provoked, he would absolutely never let the offender off easily.

Putting himself in their shoes, if the situation were completely reversed now.

If Lin Yi's company were sealed and he went to beg Guo Hong, would Guo Hong show mercy?

That was obviously impossible.

Glancing at Guo Hong kneeling before the door,

Lin Yi took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Han Han Han Yajing with a message attached.

"This person will never bother you again!"

Then, he sent another message to Wang Wang Wang Guozhang and Xing Ming:

"If you discover any illegal activities, hand the investigation results over to the Discipline Inspection Commission!"

Soon, Lin Yi received a reply.

"Understood, Boss!"

Shortly after, Han Han Han Yajing also sent a message.

"What's going on with this person?"

"Those who commit many injustices will inevitably bring about their own downfall; that is the principle!"

Lin Yi replied.

"Mhm!"

Han Han Han Yajing nodded.

Only heaven knew how much pressure she had been under from Guo Hong's harassment during this period.

Seeing the wretched state of the fellow now, Han Han Han Yajing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, in his current condition, this guy should no longer come looking for her.

"Do you have time this Sunday?" Lin Yi messaged.

"What for?" Han Han Han Yajing replied.

"It's a secret! You'll know when the time comes. So, do you have time?"

"Yes!"

Upon seeing the beauty's reply, Lin Yi immediately messaged:

"Then I'll come pick you up in the morning!"

"Okay, I'm in class right now, let's talk later! [Smiling Face.jpg]"

Han Han Han Yajing replied.

After ending the WeChat chat with Han Han Han Yajing,

Lin Yi returned directly to his desk.

It was not until over an hour later that the receptionist came to report:

"Those two people have left!"

"Mm, I know!"

Lin Yi nodded.

At this moment, the father and son of the Guo family were utterly miserable.

First, the Municipal Party Committee meeting decided to transfer Guo's father to the Party History Office as Deputy Director.

His rank remained unchanged, but his power was incomparable to what it had been before.

Moreover, at the Municipal Party Committee meeting, many people knew that Deputy Director Guo had offended the top leader, Director Wang.

Under these circumstances, which official would want to associate with this old Guo?

Upon seeing him, many people avoided him as if he were the plague.

Old Guo had initially intended to greet some acquaintances.

But they kept their distance respectfully, unwilling to say even a single word to him.

Even when they could not avoid him, their greetings were given with twitching faces.

Then, in the blink of an eye, they would turn to others and say,

"I'm not close to that Deputy Director Guo; don't go spreading rumors!"

That was not all; even within the Party History Office,

the Director disliked him, transferring him to an office next to the restroom, and on top of that,

not a single person in the entire office paid him any attention.

Deputy Director Guo could not even order a cleaner around.

As for Guo Hong, ever since it became known that his father had lost power,

those second-generation elites who used to flock to him now also kept their distance respectfully.

It could be said that he was no longer the young master Guo.

For no one held any respect for him anymore.

Furthermore, because he had offended quite a few people during his days of arrogance,

some were now preparing to kick him while he was down.

It was only now that Young Master Guo truly understood the fickleness of human relationships and how tea grows cold once a person leaves.

Two weeks later.

The Discipline Inspection Commission received a report, fueled by those with ulterior motives.

Both father and son were arrested.

Soon, Deputy Director Guo was expelled from the Party for corruption, bribery, and abuse of power.

As for Guo Hong, he was sentenced to prison for rape and intentional injury, with punishments combined for multiple crimes.

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Of course, all of this was a matter for later.

At this stage, the Guo father and son still hoped to gain Lin Yi's forgiveness to quell the incident.

However, unfortunately.

For Guo Hong, who had sought trouble with him time and again,

Lin Yi would absolutely not choose forgiveness like some sanctimonious fools.

Kicking someone when they are down and beating a drowning dog was the best interpretation of his character as a man from the mountain village.

Let us set aside the Guo father and son for now.

Just as Lin Yi reached a cooperation agreement with the military here,

a major event that shocked the world occurred internationally.

It was early morning in Syria, and 5 a.m. in the capital.

In regions such as Syria, Iraq, Lebanon, and Afghanistan, an unprecedented scale of attacks against U.S. military bases was launched.

From the footage displayed by Al Jazeera, one could see

that in eastern Syria, countless rockets rained down like swords upon the U.S. military base near the Kunuku gas field.

Instantly, fierce explosions swept across the area like a cleansing wave, engulfing the U.S. base.

The spectacle was so magnificent that even the Al Jazeera reporters were stunned into silence.

Large quantities of cheap BM-13 rocket launchers were used as if money were no object to attack the U.S. base.

Although the U.S. air defense systems intercepted quite a few rockets, they faced an overwhelming number.

Countless rockets bombarded the U.S. base.

These BM-13 rocket launchers, which lacked accuracy and had a short range but excelled in being cheap, were known in Mao Xiong as Katyusha.

The reason for this name was that during World War II, the BM-13 rocket launchers were produced under extreme secrecy, so much so that the soldiers firing them did not even know the name of the weapon they were operating.

However, since the letter "K" was stamped on their launch racks, the Mao Xiong soldiers named them after a common girl's name from the Soviet Union starting with K, which was Katyusha.

Each Katyusha launcher could fire sixteen 132-millimeter rockets at a time.