Chapter 814

Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry because he was confident he could solve the problem, but there were plenty of people who were.

Compared to the workers who were still anxious about not getting their wages, this line of people was even more anxious than them.

For example, Zhou Jincai, who was squatting in the Balihe Police Station, and Chen Mingsheng, who was squatting in another police station—they were both thinking about finding connections, hoping a single phone call would get them released. Although Chen Mingsheng had heard Wang Yan's words with his own ears, he didn't really believe them. A small police officer with one bar and two pips telling a chief with two bars and three pips what to do—if that got out, it would make people laugh their heads off.

And Zhou Jincai didn't look down on Wang Yan at all. He didn't believe a small police officer from a police station could manipulate him. After all, if he really had that much ability, why would he be at a police station? He just assumed Wang Yan couldn't do anything to him and was trying to scare him.

But when the two of them had squatted for a whole night and there was no movement at all, they finally had to face reality: that small police officer with one bar and two pips really hadn't been lying.

Because if the people they found could have fished them out, then there wouldn't have been no movement all night. They could have been out last night, sleeping soundly and enjoying the peace. Now that they had squatted for a whole night, it was very clear: the people they found weren't effective and were useless.

But this wasn't the result they wanted, because they had already found the people with the hardest connections who could get things done—the top players in their respective social circles, the ones they usually had to carefully maintain. They had even notified the vice president of the construction company, and the vice president would definitely have informed the small boss. Obviously, this was several times weaker than our social circles.

But there was no result, and we were still squatting in the police station...

We knew about Meng Guang, but that didn't mean others knew about Meng Guang. The Zhao family's matter might involve a lower level. Although everyone knew that Ping'an City had been changing during that period, in fact, few people knew the internal and external reasons.

But the matter of the richest man's son was different.

Very quickly, after checking the accounts, the finance person used two money-counting machines to count the money. Stacks of money were taken out of the bags, and after passing through the machines, they were stacked on the table in the reception room. Over a hundred bundles of banknotes, when placed on the table, were also a pile, which was quite shocking.

Therefore, from ancient times to the present, those above and those below see two different worlds. Of course, it's different now; information is transmitted quickly and spreads widely, which has played a very small role. However, in some cases, fraud still exists and is very high-level, which is also covering up the lid.

"Old Ren, it's my fault. Don't hold it against us. This ten thousand is compensation for you. Buy some medicine and apply it. Stay for two more days, and don't set off for home until you're better, otherwise I'll be committing another crime."

"Brother Old Ren, did you get an injury assessment yesterday?"

Seeing Weng Yi push the door and come in, without needing Chief Wang to introduce him, a man wearing glasses, a bit chubby, with his hair combed back, and dressed in a suit and leather shoes, stood up on his own initiative. In three steps he walked two, reached out both hands, grabbed Meng Guang's hand, and shook it.

"It's up to you to decide—reconcile and pay, or don't reconcile..."

Now, what Meng Guang said reminded him of the phone investigation he mentioned last night. Since he wanted to sort him out, he didn't think Meng Guang would just be investigating. His own family knew their own affairs; Meng Guangcheng definitely couldn't run away.

Glancing at the bag of money, Meng Guang shook hands with Meng Guangcheng with a smile and patted his arm: "Xu Zong's efficiency is very high, much better than that Ren Mingsheng and that Weng Yiya in your company."

As expected, after ten o'clock, Meng Guang received a call from Chief Wang, saying that people from the construction company had brought over a hundred thousand in cash to the station. Chief Wang laughed heartily, repeatedly saying that Meng Guang's influence was great.

Chen Mingsheng's nephew nodded heavily, opened the door, and walked out. In a short while, he pulled a police officer in. After listening to Meng Guang's instructions, he didn't say a word and took Xu Dezhou and Zhou Jincai out to write the letter of forgiveness.

But in reality, that kid's year definitely wouldn't be easy, but it was just Meng Guang waiting to solve the workers' wage problem.

Receiving it in his hand, he flipped through it. Except for the swollen face, there were no other injuries; it counted as a minor injury. Meng Guang held the list and shook it at Xu Dezhou. The latter hurriedly came over to take the list and asked without even looking: "Officer Wang, what do you say we should do?"

Looking at Meng Guang's unchanging smiling face, Weng Yiya was very uncertain.

Very quickly, stacks of money were distributed to the workers' hands. As for the hundred-yuan notes that couldn't be changed, they could break them up privately. As for the thousand or eight hundred that might have been given extra, everyone present, including Xu Dezhou, didn't care.

"Also, I think you know the other two construction sites. Give them a heads-up. Like you, settle the workers' wages within three days. If you can't do it, even if it's one second late, don't expect to have a good year. Xu Zong, you must pass on my original words."

"Officer Wang, thank you so much."

When all this was done, Meng Guang and his party went to Dongning Village. Chen Mingsheng had also long since contacted the workers whose wages were in arrears. Following the principle of proximity and convenience, the few construction sites in Balihe had workers basically living in Dongning Village. Otherwise, they lived in prefabricated houses built by the construction site itself. The less they spent, the better.

Of course, what was shocking was only the hearts of workers like Chen Mingsheng. They had only seen so much money on TV. Others were different; either they had handled it before, or they were investigating cases, or they were like Meng Guang, whose money could be piled up into a small pile if it were all withdrawn, weighing eight or nine tons.

Last night, Meng Guang didn't receive a call from Chief Song himself. The situation was already very clear.

After all, if such a small matter had to be taken to the higher-ups, wouldn't it show that the leaders below were incompetent? And if it went up, they would have to find someone to take responsibility, which would affect the future of those of us below. No matter what, it wasn't worth it.

Because the number of people involved was too large, and the parents of those second-generation kids also belonged to the upper class, it went up very fiercely. So this matter spread very widely. Although the energy of those people and Liu Xiaoguo could block this news from being known by the general public, for the government internally, for those with a bit of ability, these were not secrets.

Meng Guang waved his hand: "Little Meng, you go out and call a police officer, just say I asked you to come and write a letter of forgiveness."

Meng Guang patted his shoulder, turned around, opened the door, and went out. He waved to call a colleague and asked him to go up and bring Xu Dezhou down.

Obviously, the person who found a way to get through to Chief Song definitely couldn't be small characters like Ren Mingsheng and Xu Dezhou, but the construction company behind them. After all, withholding project funds was a mess they had created. They could pass the buck to outsiders, but now obviously it wouldn't work, so they still thought of a way to contact and see if they could ease things up.

After depositing the money, Xu Dezhou asked carefully: "Officer Wang, am I..."

Who understands this feeling of despair? So regretful, regretful to the point of wanting to slap his own mouth hard. Why was he showing off for no reason...

However, Meng Guang didn't make it public. He nodded in recognition and turned to say: "Xu Zong, the worker brothers are all waiting for money to go home. Let's not talk nonsense. I can't manage other places, but for this construction site in Balihe, I can manage it. There is more than one foreman at your construction site, Xu Dezhou. The worker brothers who haven't received their wages are certainly more than those thirty-plus people. Don't look for excuses. I'll give you three days to settle all the wages that should be paid. Can you do it?"

But in reality, knowing or not knowing, the current matter definitely couldn't reach Liu Xiaoguo, and couldn't even reach the pile of presidents responsible for the entire real estate business. Covering the lid, turning big things into small things, turning small things into nothing, and digesting problems is applicable in all walks of life, from ancient times to the present, from domestic to foreign. Nothing else, this is human nature.

The letter of forgiveness was still easy to write. It was just a matter of a few sentences. The station had templates. Just make a few slight changes, print it out, sign it, press a fingerprint, and stamp it, and it was done.

At this time, there were quite a few people in the room: Chief Wang, Chief Cheng, that vice president of Kaiyuan Construction, the accountant, and two other people, as well as Chen Mingsheng and four others who had just arrived and were staring at the red banknotes in the bag.

Not in a hurry to go over and see the people from the construction company, Meng Guang first poured new hot water into his thermos, chatted with people in the station for a while, received a call from Chen Mingsheng, and only then went to the reception room in the front unhurriedly.

If he had money, he would have given it, but he didn't have money. It just so happened that the workers were asking for money, and his temper was a bit violent, so he slapped them a few times and kicked them. That night, he thought about finding Ren Mingsheng to go to a health club together, serve him well, and quickly settle his money. Then he was swept up in the anti-prostitution campaign and arrested for solicitation. He thought he had some backing, but there wasn't even a splash. Now not only did he have to pay, but he might also have to go to jail.

After hanging up the phone and notifying Chen Mingsheng and others, after visiting the shop he found randomly, Meng Guang took the auxiliary police back to the Balihe Police Station.

At this moment, his mind was full of what Meng Guang told him yesterday—the back-and-forth detention, and the need to find evidence to deal with him.

Of course, he certainly didn't know that the president responsible for the real estate business must have reported it. But most likely, it was still something like 'temporarily ease up, wait for funds to turn around before settling accounts'. Moreover, as Meng Guang said before, it was impossible for real estate developers not to withhold payments, and every year workers asking for wages were in piles. Even if he was detached from the lower levels, as a group president, he had a count in his heart.

Before Meng Guang could continue, Meng Guangcheng hurriedly took out ten thousand from the table, grabbed Meng Guang's hand, and slapped it into his hand.

"I hope you do what you say."

Of course, judging from the reactions of Ren Mingsheng and Xu Dezhou, Meng Guang's reputation might not be loud enough, but one thing is certain: the people they contacted to save them definitely knew about Balihe and knew about Meng Guang. So many people didn't even make a call at all; they had a count in their hearts. The remaining part who wanted to try their luck found their way to Chief Song.

Seeing Meng Guang again, Xu Dezhou was very free and easy. Even when he saw Meng Guangya and the money in the bag with the zipper open on the ground, he didn't make a fuss.

"That has a certain degree of difficulty..." Seeing Meng Guang's smiling face remain unchanged, but his deep eyes becoming incomparably dangerous, Meng Guangcheng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Officer Wang, there's definitely no problem. Within three days, I guarantee all the wages will be settled."

"Listen to Officer Wang, hurry up and do it." Meng Guangcheng instructed his subordinates.

After sending off Chen Mingsheng and others, he specifically mentioned Ren Mingsheng's problem. The gist was that this person was not suitable to continue serving as project manager, and he hoped their company would consider it carefully.

Xu Dezhou looked at the stacks of money in front of him and turned his head carefully to smile ingratiatingly at Meng Guang: "Officer Wang, look at this money..."

"Officer Wang, I've long admired your name. I am Meng Guangcheng, the vice president of our Kaiyuan Construction."

Although he didn't know whether Meng Guang had mastered the evidence, he had a strong feeling in his heart telling him that the distance to meeting Meng Guangcheng again was not far.

Arrogant at first and humble later—this type of person is all like this. Those inferior to them, they look down on thousands of times; those superior to them, much stronger than them, they kneel and lick without any burden, and the role conversion is very smooth.

After instructing Meng Guangcheng, Meng Guang said to Chen Mingsheng and his group, "You all heard it, right? You must also know the brothers at the other two construction sites. Go back and pass the word around. If they don't pay the money in three days, come to Balihe Police Station to find me. I'll take care of this matter. If the money doesn't come out, it's all on me. Alright, Brother Old Meng, don't be polite with me. The weather is cold, you all go back."

In fact, this Meng Guangcheng was the vice president Xu Dezhou contacted in front of Meng Guang last night. This was very obvious. The construction site in Balihe was his. What was not a coincidence was that the bribery evidence found in Xu Dezhou's phone included this Meng Guangcheng.

"This matter is all a misunderstanding. It's our work negligence that delayed the distribution of our worker friends' wages. Today I brought our company's accountant, went to the bank early in the morning to withdraw cash, and will distribute it to them in a while."

The workers themselves had recorded their own work situations, one by one, very meticulously. Xu Dezhou's side naturally also had accounts, but obviously, no one had the patience to wait for his subordinates to come and deliver the accounts. To be honest, the possibility of workers faking it was small. Even if they were a bit stupid, they wouldn't dare to use it against Xu Dezhou.

"It's all a small matter. You trust me so much. If this matter isn't handled properly, how could I still have the face to wander around the streets?" Meng Guang waved his hand at these workers who thanked him, "Go back and tell the others who haven't received their money. Xu Zong said, all the money will be distributed within three days, right, Xu Zong?"

Then, the accountant took out a stack of receipts and contracts from her bag and sat there to start reconciling accounts with Xu Dezhou. Xu Dezhou naturally didn't know the specific amount, but even if he didn't know, at this very moment, he would constantly nod and say yes, yes, yes.

While speaking, that Meng Guangcheng turned around and pointed to a bag on the ground.

Meng Guang waved his hand: "Hurry up and hand it over."

"Officer Wang, there's no need for that, right? The money has all been settled for them, and I really repent. In the future, I definitely won't let such a thing happen again. You are a person of great stature, so please raise your hand high and let me go..."

The meaning of these words was conveyed clearly. If you consider it well, fire that Weng Yiya; if you don't consider it well, then we'll study your construction company. No one should expect to have it easy.

Xu Dezhou had nothing to say. What Meng Guang said was indeed clear. He had no other feelings, just felt too wronged.

It wasn't until Meng Guangcheng, who had been nodding and bowing and smiling ingratiatingly, left that Meng Guang took Xu Dezhou and carried the remaining thirty-plus thousand to the bank first. This was proper project money, so it definitely had to be deposited in the bank to be safe.

Looking at the stack of money in his hand and feeling its weight, Weng Yiya subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Guang. Seeing the former smile and nod, only then did he stuff the money into his pocket, said two polite words, and returned to Weng Yiya's pile. They felt safer together.

Weng Yiya nodded repeatedly, took out his injury report, payment receipts, and police report receipt. In short, he folded everything in three and ran over to hand it to Meng Guang.

"It's because they were blind and didn't handle things well. Otherwise, how could there be today's misunderstanding?" Meng Guangcheng didn't even blink when telling lies.

Although the project belonged to the Wan Chun Group, the richest man's industry. But to be honest, a boss as big as Liu Xiaoguo obviously didn't care about a real estate project here. Withholding workers' wages was even less likely to reach his side.

Now it seemed that he didn't have much of a chance, but he couldn't help but fantasize. If the workers' wages were all settled, perhaps this police officer surnamed Wang wouldn't be serious with him. After all, the matter was over, no need to hold on to it, right? Should be...

"Yes, everyone is relieved. We will definitely distribute the wages to everyone as soon as possible, so everyone can go home early." What could Weng Yiya say? Of course, whatever Meng Guang said, he would respond. If he played the official tone, found excuses, or played tai chi, he didn't doubt at all that he might not be able to leave today, and he wouldn't be able to spend the year at home.

"Didn't I say it all yesterday? One yard is one yard. We'll go to the place from yesterday. You still have to be detained for fifteen days for solicitation. Cooperate well over there and don't make mistakes again. Just right, Weng Yiya is also there. I'll say a word and let you two share a room. You used to suck up to him, now you don't have to. You two brothers in adversity can just keep each other company."

He wasn't a fool. Meng Guangcheng came to pay money, not to fish him out. Why pay? Because he couldn't handle Meng Guang...

Of course, it was even more likely that Chief Wang told Chief Song, and Chief Song leaked it out. After all, no one understood the power of Meng Guang hurting people and hurting himself better than him. He was the one who didn't want to make such a big scene, but he couldn't stop his beloved subordinate. However, he could use his subordinate's reputation and ideas to make the other side sensible...

Meng Guang shook his head with a smile: "I gave you a chance, but you couldn't grasp it yourself, so don't say so much. Settling accounts yesterday and settling accounts today are not the same thing. What kind of ideas you had, you know best yourself. Don't quibble with me. I know the money in your hand might not be enough. I also understand that, but you didn't show your attitude and didn't actively solve the problem. I've made myself clear enough to you, right?"

Meng Guang just listened, but didn't take it to heart. What he told Chief Wang in the morning about organizing joint enforcement, Chief Wang might not have leaked it out. After all, Chief Wang didn't want to make such a big scene. Since he, Wang Mou, had the ability to pull up joint enforcement, as long as his ideas were leaked out, the other side would weigh whether they could win, and naturally, they would obediently settle the accounts.

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