Chapter 625: The Art of Language

"Why aren't you speaking?" Zhou Andong looked at Chen Zhaoru. "Silence means consent, right?"

"Who do you think you are?" Chen Zhaoru let out a cold snort. "With neither leadership experience nor management experience, you relied on a bit of petty cleverness to sit in the position of factory director. The brewery will sooner or later repeat its past mistakes."

"For the sake of the brewery's future development, and so the workers don't go hungry anymore, we must have someone with leadership experience, management experience, outstanding ability, and a sense of responsibility to serve as factory director."

"Ha... Hahahaha..."

Zhou Andong laughed heartily, held up his thumb, and said, "So much filth, yet you summarize it all in one sentence. Very good, very powerful. You truly are a leader sent from above; you've played the art of language to perfection."

"But how is it that I heard Jiang Huaicheng is your nephew-in-law? And because of economic issues, he was arrested; I reckon his head is hard to save. Is this the kind of 'good leader' with rich leadership experience, rich management experience, outstanding ability, and a sense of responsibility that you have in mind?"

Chen Zhaoru sighed. "Misjudging a person—that is my fault."

"That's not called misjudging a person; that's called nepotism." Zhou Andong's tone was filled with undisguised mockery. "Director Chen, since you are so devoted to the public, why, when the brewery was on the verge of bankruptcy, the workers were howling with hunger, and they didn't even have money to see a doctor, did you not send someone with rich leadership experience, rich management experience, and outstanding ability down here to serve as factory director and lead the brewery out of its predicament?"

Chen Zhaoru's face turned black instantly, so black that ink could drip from it. He hadn't expected Zhou Andong to be so sharp-tongued.

At this moment, Zhou Andong's expression suddenly turned icy: "The civil and military officials of the court wear brocade robes, while the common people have not a shred of connection. A cup of fine wine is the blood of a thousand men; several bowls of rich soup are the fat of ten thousand families. When the people's tears fall, the heavens weep; where laughter is loudest, the cries of sorrow are highest. The cattle and sheep are handed over to the wolves to herd; all imperial grace is squandered for the sake of your kind."

"Do you know what that means? Do you know who wrote that poem? 'Despicable' and 'shameless' aren't enough to describe you. Occupying a high position, yet full of male theft and female prostitution, greedy and insatiable."

"Even if you have a bright and beautiful skin that most people don't have, it cannot cover the ugliness and filth in your bones. Look at that ugly face of yours just now; it's fortunate I didn't eat breakfast, otherwise, I'd have fucking vomited it all up."

"Bang!"

Chen Zhaoru slammed a heavy palm onto the table. The plates on the table jumped, and the sugar and melon seeds inside flew everywhere.

Zhou Andong's words had truly stabbed Chen Zhaoru right in the lungs, especially in front of so many people. It made his anger burn, and the pair of eyes looking at Zhou Andong held a chill that made people tremble.

"Zhou Andong!" Chen Zhaoru let out a sharp roar. "Slandering a leader like this, splashing dirty water on a leader—do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

"Such great official authority." Zhou Andong let out a laugh, then his body suddenly straightened, his eyes rolled upward, and drool flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

"Chairman, what's wrong with you?"

"Chairman!"

The scene instantly descended into chaos. Yao Jun stood by Zhou Andong's side and grabbed him in one motion. Looking down, he saw Zhou Andong open his eyes a slit and blink.

The tacit understanding built from childhood made Yao Jun roar without hesitation, pointing at Chen Zhaoru.

"He is the mastermind behind the investigation into the Chairman last year, the one who made Jiang Huaicheng the factory director, almost causing the factory to collapse again. Now this old bastard sees that our factory is developing well and our workers have money."

"He has started his crooked schemes again. And the Chairman has an old ailment and cannot handle stimulation, so he came here today to kill the Chairman, snatch away the brewery that belongs to us, and line his own pockets."

"Fuck his mother!" Xu Ziwai let out a howl. "Beat him to death!"

Lao Kai, Han Chang, and Da Lu, leading a group of brothers from the original security department, rushed up.

The young man was so scared his face turned white, but he still blocked in front of Chen Zhaoru, roaring with a fierce expression but a cowardly heart: "What are you doing? What are you doing? You dare..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he didn't know who kicked him to the ground. Immediately after, a series of intense pains surged through his body, and he couldn't help but let out screams of agony.

Zhou Andong's sudden fainting left Chen Zhaoru completely stunned. Then, seeing his secretary being beaten, he was so scared he turned to run.

He hadn't even run two steps when he felt his scalp tighten, and he was grabbed by the hair and dragged back.

"I am Chen Zhaoru, I am the Development..."

"Bang!"

A massive fist landed on his stomach. The intestines in his belly felt as if they had snapped, and he couldn't help but let out a painful howl.

Xu Ziwai and the others knew this guy was a high-ranking official, so they didn't hit him heavily, but they aimed specifically for the soft spots. It wouldn't cause much injury, but it was absolutely painful.

"Stop, don't hit him."

"Hurry, stop hitting."

"Stop, stop."

Qian Zhen and the others shouted sharply, but no one went to pull them away; they just stood on the side and shouted.

A perfectly good wedding was turned into a chaotic mess.

Those who didn't know what was going on hid far away to watch the spectacle. Those who did know, even if they couldn't join in, cheered from the sidelines, stretching their necks to shout that it was well-deserved.

Yao Jun's father-in-law, Tang Zhongli, and mother-in-law, Liu Aiyun, were frantic, pacing in circles on the spot. But the scene was too chaotic, and they had no way to intervene.

"What should we do, what should we do." Liu Aiyun slapped her thighs. "A perfectly good wedding, how did it turn into this?"

"Stop hitting, stop hitting." Gu Bing also stood on the side shouting, but the smile on his face could not be hidden at all.

Jian Minglang had long since hidden away, because he saw the video camera set up not far behind them. He reckoned that from the very beginning, they had been recorded.

Especially after two months of understanding Zhou Andong, that bastard was extremely insidious and cunning. Today, causing such a scene and being recorded—given Zhou Andong's personality, he would very likely stir up trouble.

So he had to distance himself. He had only been in office for two months; if he got himself into a mess because of Chen Zhaoru, that would be too fucking worthless.

"Stop hitting, all of you stop, do you want to rebel?" Yao Jun laid Zhou Andong down on the ground and let out a roar.

At Yao Jun's roar, Xu Ziwai and the others finally stopped.

The young man was beaten until his face was bruised and swollen, lying on the ground groaning.

And Chen Zhaoru also had a bruise on his face, though it wasn't obvious, but he looked even more disheveled than the young man.

His hair, which had been meticulous, was now a mess on his head, his body was covered in footprints, and his clothes were torn.

"You guys are too outrageous." Yao Jun looked at Xu Ziwai and the others with a cold face, pointing at Chen Zhaoru. "No matter how shameless, despicable, or filthy he is, or how much harm he once caused us."

"But he is a leader. Don't say that we are living well now; even if the factory were ruined by him, the Chairman were framed and sent to prison by him, and we were starving and begging on the streets, we still shouldn't have any complaints." ===== CHAPTER 626 =====