Chapter 1232: Little Monong's Retired Emperor

Liu Wenmin was panicking, and the other two high officials were also panicking.

Because the guards inside the room did not go over to arrest Wang Yan; instead, they walked over and restrained them.

Seeing Lin Changsheng sitting there drinking and smoking, and watching Wang Yan leisurely swinging his legs, Liu Wenmin understood.

"You betrayed me? You dare betray me!"

Liu Wenmin struggled furiously, roaring loudly, "Have you forgotten who allowed you to reach this point? General? Without me, you are a pile of shit! How dare you? How dare you!"

Lin Changsheng stood up as if a villain had succeeded, laughing heartily: "What do I have to fear? On one hand you claim to elevate me, on the other you trample me, treating me like your dog; on what grounds?"

"Wang Yan, Wang Yan, did you hear that? This is a thoroughgoing petty villain. Today he kills me, tomorrow he can kill you!" Knowing he could not survive, Liu Wenmin began to sow discord.

Wang Yan smiled and said: "In the future, General Lin will be the Chief Executive of Little Monong, and I will serve as the Secretary-General of the Chief Executive's Office; together, we will work in concert to build a beautiful and prosperous Little Monong. As for you, Chief Wenmin, you will die from an overdose of drugs. Chief Lin, what are you waiting for?"

Lin Changsheng nodded to Wang Yan and waved to his subordinates.

Immediately, one of the guards behind him took out a small box, retrieved a syringe from it, drew up a small vial of liquid, and amidst Liu Wenmin's frantic struggles, administered an arterial injection to him...

A moment later, he convulsed violently a few times, then fell still, ascending directly to heaven.

This was truly the greatest mercy toward him, ending his life swiftly without subjecting him to any inhuman torture before death.

The other two high officials also died cleanly; since the three of them were gathered to smoke powder together, to make the crime scene more vivid, Lin Changsheng even found two beautiful women to accompany them in death.

"Mr. Wang, our cooperation has been pleasant." Lin Changsheng happily shook hands with Wang Yan.

"I wish Chief Lin great success in your grand ambitions; I will certainly do my utmost to cooperate. Chief Lin still has many matters to attend to, so I will not disturb you further; once everything is stable, I will come to assume my duties as Secretary-General."

"Well said, Mr. Wang, take care on your way."

Lin Changsheng was extremely enthusiastic, personally escorting Wang Yan out of the office and watching until Wang Yan disappeared at the stairwell entrance.

Yes, Wang Yan did not take the elevator but used the stairs.

Lin Changsheng noticed Wang Yan's vigilance, but what use was that?

He turned and winked at the subordinate standing beside him, whereupon that subordinate simply drew a pistol from his waist and pressed it against his head.

Amidst his look of disbelief, the subordinate fired without the slightest hesitation, giving him not even a sliver of a chance...

Wang Yan, who was leisurely descending the stairs one step at a time, heard the gunshot; he made no move, continuing his unhurried descent just as before, and exited the office building.

At this moment, both inside and outside the office building were government soldiers holding guns; they were all running, and there were also many government office staff, who were in a state of panic. A single gunshot had thrown the entire interior and exterior of the office building into chaos.

This place was originally the chaotic Sanbianpo; a single gunshot should not have caused such disorder. The root of the problem, of course, still lay with Wang Yan; he was the source of the chaos.

On the street in front of the office building at this time, the scene was no longer as it had been when Wang Yan first arrived. Earlier, many people had been walking about, but now there were no bystanders left, only government soldiers holding guns.

Among them was also a different unit interspersed; they were dressed entirely in tactical gear, their equipment was luxurious, their weapons gleaming brightly, and many of them even carried individual rocket launchers, while several others carried heavy machine guns, with many bearing ammunition boxes, displaying formidable firepower.

Moreover, unlike the lax government soldiers who would chat and laugh even during military operations as if attending a market fair with their buzzing noise, this unit was indeed extremely serious, with strict military bearing, looking simply not to be trifled with.

This was, of course, Wang Yan's security team; all five hundred men had been deployed. The construction site had long since been handed over to reserve personnel for guarding; these five hundred were professional soldiers, having undergone high-intensity training, selected as the best among the best. Compared to those half-dead contestants of the government army, they were far, far superior.

Wang Yan did not leave; instead, he lit a cigarette and sat at the entrance of a shop opposite the trembling government building, crossing his legs to observe the situation, occasionally answering a phone call or making some calls to issue orders.

Undoubtedly, what was currently unfolding in Little Monong was a coup d'état.

After months of development and accumulation, Wang Yan had finally reached this step, though he had been forced into it.

Liu Wenmin's reaction had been too intense; otherwise, in the end, it would have been a peaceful evolution, naturally kicking Liu Wenmin out. But Liu Wenmin lacked patience, failed to see the situation clearly, and rushed headlong to seek his own death, so one could hardly blame Wang Yan.

To target him, someone always had to carry it out. And from the moment Liu Wenmin issued his order, every step downward involved someone requesting instructions from Wang Yan on how to proceed. The reason Liu Wenmin's orders could be implemented was still because Wang Yan had agreed to them level by level.

Under such circumstances, what did Liu Wenmin have to rebel with? Actually unwilling to enjoy a couple of years of comfortable life, he was in such a hurry to die...

At this moment, the phone in Wang Yan's hand rang once again; he glanced at it, then answered with a smile.

"Mr. He, Wasali."

"Wasali." Mr. He's voice sounded, "It seems Mr. Wang is very safe."

"Has Mr. He already heard about it?"

"Far more than heard; your troops marched right past the gate of our office."

"Ai, Mr. He should please mind his wording; those are my security team, not some kind of troops."

Mr. He chuckled, did not dwell on this issue, and instead asked: "So, from now on, my job is to liaise with Mr. Wang?"

"No, no, no; it is still the Little Monong government. The successor is named Liu Jin, the former finance chief. I will hold the titular posts of Secretary-General of the Chief Executive's Office and Chief of Staff of the Little Monong Government Military Office."

"Understood, congratulations to Mr. Wang."

"Ai, it is all for the betterment of Little Monong. Actually, I did not wish for this either; it is just that there was no other way, as others forced me to this extent."

Mr. He naturally did not believe it; he knew every move Wang Yan made clearly. It was not that others forced Wang Yan; rather, Wang Yan was riding their faces and outputting force.

However, he did not show it; after exchanging a few polite words, he hung up the phone. He knew Wang Yan was very busy now, and he also needed to quickly find out exactly what had happened and then urgently relay the news back.

Little Monong is not large, but the events unfolding there are destined for international news, and the subsequent impact will be quite significant.

A change of leadership in Little Monong, regarding shifts in various policies, regarding relations with surrounding autonomous regions, with surrounding drug lords and warlords, with the Federal Government, with Huaxia, and including the future development direction of Little Monong, etc. —all of these are major events affecting regional stability and harmony...

Wang Yan hung up the phone and looked at the humble-looking middle-aged man before him, who wore glasses, had a square face with slicked-back hair, and was dressed in a full Western suit.

"Chief Liu, you seem somewhat impatient..."

"Mr. Wang must not blame me; in your presence, how would I dare call myself 'Chief'? A scholar dies for one who understands him. Mr. Wang, from now on I am a gun in your hand; wherever you point, I will shoot." Liu Jin began flattering immediately upon opening his mouth.

Wang Yan smiled and said: "You were chosen by me; how could I blame you? Having ambition is fine, but at the same time one must have capability, and furthermore understand what it means to be content and happy. In the future, when you govern Little Monong, my requirements for you are not high: just implement the matters I entrust to you. Power will not be lacking for you, nor will profit.

I have told you this before; to prevent you from becoming too excited, I will tell you once again. Chief Liu, do not let down my painstaking efforts..."

"Rest assured, Mr. Wang; I will firmly keep your teachings in mind and dare not forget them."

Wang Yan waved his hand: "Go, do what you must do."

Liu Jin bowed respectfully, turned, and led several people into the office building...

After Liu Jin departed, a large group of government military officers from nearby gathered over. To them, Wang Yan had much more to say. To summarize, it was nothing more than giving two blows and rewarding with two dates; this trick never fails.

From today onward, Little Monong would separate military and political administration.

Therefore, what kind of contestant Liu Jin was did not matter to Wang Yan. He had simply chosen someone with sufficient seniority who was relatively honest. In fact, if Lin Changsheng had not lost his mind, Wang Yan would have truly let him become the Chief Executive of Little Monong.

It is just that matters reached this point; Lin Changsheng was blinded by ambition, unwilling to wait even for a short period, and directly intended to eliminate Wang Mou along with the rest—that was his mistake. Therefore, Lin Changsheng could only follow in Liu Wenmin's footsteps; let the two of them continue biting each other like dogs down below...

As long as Wang Yan controlled the military power, that was enough; no matter who served as Chief Administrator, anyone who disobeyed would simply be replaced.

In fact, even within the government, from top to bottom, everyone was Wang Yan's people; he had basically penetrated every level. Little Molong wasn't large, and there were only a few hundred people in key positions whose words carried weight. Over such a long period, he had had ample time to arrange for his people to contact each and every one of them.

The only downside was that the quality of his subordinates was poor; some encounters during this process were pleasant, others unpleasant.

This resulted in his current power being seized through brute force, making people fear him. While this wasn't wrong, it still carried some hidden dangers, as the organizational cohesion was weak.

However, this was an unsolvable problem; after all, he had risen too quickly, lacking any foundation. To improve organizational cohesion required the accumulation of time and a complete bloodletting of Little Molong as a whole, replacing everyone with high-quality personnel.

As for whether they were good or bad, it didn't really matter; relatively speaking, the wickedness of smart people still considered the bigger picture slightly, whereas this current bunch were stupidly wicked, unable to handle matters properly, yet all harboring rebellious bones.

Still, they all knew how to be afraid, which was good enough...

Although events had arisen abruptly, the prior preparations had been sufficient. The chaos lasted not long, only about half a day, primarily liquidating the direct followers of Liu Wenmin, Lin Changsheng, and others, along with their families behind them, completing the transfer of power without the slightest turbulence.

The next day, Liu Jin and the new leader of the Little Molong Government Army issued a joint communication to surrounding autonomous regions, the Federal Government, and the domestic office stationed in Little Molong, declaring the change of power.

The following day, they accepted interviews from news reporters who had rushed over from various places, issuing an official explanation regarding this coup.

Liu Wenmin had gathered crowds to cause unrest and use drugs, resulting in mass deaths from overdose; Lin Changsheng had attempted treachery, seeking to seize power and disrupt governance through military force without undergoing the formal election process of the Little Molong Autonomous Government, and was shot dead.

Just that one sentence delivered the final verdict on this coup that started with a roar and ended with a whimper. The emphasis lay on future governance policies for Little Molong, citing Liu Wenmin's death by overdose to declare a vigorous crackdown on drug-related organizations within Little Molong's borders. It was also stated that henceforth, the tourism industry would be vigorously developed to achieve an economic transformation for Little Molong.

In truth, Little Molong originally had no economic type to speak of; if it had any, it was of the illegal variety. Whatever was forbidden, they did; whatever made money, they did; any of these trades, if placed domestically, would warrant at least a life sentence.

Vigorously developing a service industry centered on tourism was indeed a transformation, a proper turn toward legitimacy...

After releasing the news, the Federal Government dispatched a commissioner to investigate the situation and negotiate with the Liu Jin government. Ultimately, the previous system was maintained: nominally belonging to the Federal Government, but in reality, it remained regional autonomy.

At the same time, friendly signals were conveyed to other surrounding powers, indicating that internal affairs would be vigorously rectified going forward...

This was not empty talk, but a genuine rectification.

The current Little Molong was Wang Yan's personal kingdom; both the government and the military implemented his personal will, allowing him to paint over every aspect of Little Molong as he pleased.

He accomplished quite a lot: first, he changed the organizational structures of both military and political aspects to separate powers. Then, he established a Police Department, transferring some personnel to maintain public order and resolve various cases. Next, he standardized all market business activities, redefined tax rates, and perfected tax laws.

Relatively speaking, establishing the Police Department was secondary, merely making the government look more like a proper government. The other two points were extremely important: one was for the stability of power, and the other was for the stable operation of this entire organizational system.

Beyond these three points, Wang Yan also reorganized and trained the Government Army, weeding out unqualified soldiers, recruiting qualified personnel, and enhancing the army's combat effectiveness.

Of course, this could not be achieved overnight; those kicked out were destabilizing elements, so the operation had to proceed slowly.

However, before that, he began inserting the five hundred members of the security team he had trained into various posts within the Government Army according to their differing abilities. Simultaneously, he transferred most of the reserve personnel to serve as subordinates for the regular members of the security team. After all, without support, it was difficult to carry out work.

Naturally, the premise of everything was that he had improved the benefits for the Government Army. One had to let people feel they had food to eat before cleaning house; only then could stability be achieved.

As for transferring his own subordinates, what would happen to their original jobs? In fact, this matter was easy to handle; since he now directly controlled the Government Army, what was there that he couldn't do?

The current smuggling business was now being conducted directly by the Government Army itself...

In summary, these were the main matters; the rest involved rectifying the situation in every aspect of Little Molong.

For instance, adjusting various personnel, issuing various detailed rules to maintain public order and perfect the tourism experience.

To put it another way, he first set the rules; once the rules were established, anyone who disobeyed would be dealt with. This current period was Wang Yan's mercy toward them.

His rules covered every industry in Little Molong: casinos, smuggling, loan sharking, brothels, extending to various shops, all kinds of legitimate and illegitimate businesses, even street vendors, and naturally included regulations for handling incidents involving drugs, murder, and so on.

However, he would not launch a full-scale operation all at once; that would inevitably cause a total rebellion, implicating and killing those who shouldn't die, and severely impacting the tourism business, which would be highly inappropriate. There must be a process; proceeding gradually was the best strategy.

Thus, for the next period of time, Wang Yan had work to do.

After all, as the Secretary-General of offices for both military and political affairs, he frequently participated in government meetings, often visited the troops to inspect situations, and occasionally toured other places in Little Molong to ensure the implementation of various policies...

On this day, while Wang Yan was resting at the hotel, watching the two sisters play tennis, Guo Li Min and Shen Xing came looking for him.

"Brother Yan."

"Brother Yan."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, gestured for the two to sit, casually tossed them cigarettes, and said, "Xing'er, you're getting busier and busier; you don't come over here unless there's something urgent."

"Brother Yan, you're truly wronging me; I've come quite often. It's mainly that you've been too busy lately, especially after pulling off such a huge move; I wouldn't dare waste your time without cause. Today I heard you were free, so I rushed over."

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow: "Uncle Cai has a lot of nerve, daring to monitor me?"

"No, no, Brother Yan, absolutely not. Uncle Cai asked me to find you a few days ago; I've been calling Little Guo every day these past few days. He said you were free today, so I hurried over immediately."

"Get to the point."

"Ah."

Shen Xing responded quickly, saying, "The Government Army cracked down on Uncle Cai's smuggling business; now it's completely impossible to operate. So he sent me to ask Brother Yan if there's any room for leniency on this matter?"

"None." Wang Yan shook his head. "I must treat everyone equally; if I open a loophole for him today, tomorrow others will come looking for me too. Once rules are set, they must be obeyed. From now on, within the sphere of influence of Little Molong, only I can smuggle. Or rather, only the Little Molong Government can smuggle. Is that answer simple and direct enough?"

"Couldn't be more direct." Shen Xing nodded vigorously.

"Tell Uncle Cai to pay the fine and take his people away. I'm currently pushing forward reforms to the household registration system, just like the ID cards back home; everything within Little Molong will be fully networked. In the future, we'll track individuals; if there's a next time, the penalty doubles, and the people will undergo re-education through labor."

"Uh, Brother Yan, Little Molong doesn't even have an internet network..."

"Do you think I don't know that?" Wang Yan shook his head. "I've already negotiated with the home country; internet and electricity are basic livelihood guarantees, and construction begins next month."

"Awesome!"

Shen Xing then said, "Brother Yan, Uncle Cai anticipated that you likely wouldn't agree. He asked me to remind you that your recent crackdown on drugs in Little Molong has been somewhat excessive; Luoyang is a bit unhappy and might take some action."

Wang Yan glanced at him, took a puff of his cigarette, pondered for a moment, and said: "Go back and ask Uncle Cai whether he wants to die or live. If he wants to die, I will dispatch troops to Daban the day after tomorrow and annihilate him. If he wants to live, provide me with Luoyang's location and details of their troop deployments.

The benefit is that he won't have to deal in border smuggling anymore. Doesn't he have money? Whether he develops Daban for tourism or comes to operate in Little Molong, both are fine. If he's willing to put up a large sum, I can consider issuing him a license to open a casino. Deliver this message word for word, exactly as is. The deadline is before midnight tomorrow night."

"Brother Yan, isn't this..."

"Xing'er, this is Sanbianpo; might makes right. Do you think Uncle Cai's reminder is friendly, or is he threatening me? Who does he think he is? Go, deliver the message early so Uncle Cai has more time to think. Don't worry, he wouldn't dare kill you; no need to tremble."

"Then I'll be leaving first, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan waved his hand; without another word, Shen Xing turned and ran. He didn't dare make a phone call; although there was no internet, there was still surveillance, and this matter was too huge.

Looking at the stunned Guo Li Min, Wang Yan smiled: "Scared?"

"Brother Yan, that's a major drug lord."

"And I'm the Grand Emperor Emeritus of Little Molong; should I fear someone from the mountains?" Wang Yan shook his head amusedly, then asked, "How have things been going lately?"

"Quite well, Brother Yan."

"Are you familiar with everything regarding the hotel?"

"I'm familiar."

Wang Yan nodded: "Spend these two days handing over duties to your deputy, then report to the Police Department; you'll start as a Deputy Director."

"Huh?"

"Can't do it?"

"No, Brother Yan, this leap is too huge, I..."

"If I tell you to do it, then do it; if I say you can, then you can." Wang Yan waved his hand. "Go on, don't get in the way here; can't you see we're being lovey-dovey?"

"Oh..."

Guo Li Min turned and left in a daze.

Just like that, he became an official?