Chapter 185

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi took a deep breath and surveyed his surroundings; fortunately, it wasn't a major thoroughfare, so Mitsubishi Company's demolition wouldn't be disrupted.

He scuffed the red mud on the ground with his foot and said, "This is the land of the Jiangbei Shipyard?"

"Sold to the Japanese." Lin Yuanhe swept his arm in a circle and said, "It used to belong to the state, more or less a place by the wharf; now... hum..."

Han Jie cheered, "Forget what kind of place it is, build it first, then talk. That bear, you go gather the old-timers."

After speaking, she picked up the phone and called one of her relatives.

The Han family's influence in Jiangning was average, but the young lady was a bit spoiled; making a phone call all the way from Xijing was no problem, let alone just pulling together a construction crew and sending a few workers—on land being demolished, paperwork and such definitely couldn't be done.

Naked Bear also made calls frantically; Chen Yi coughed twice and said, "I'm not preparing to take disciples right now; those entering the Martial Arts Hall... food and lodging are provided, but they can't be counted as disciples."

"Yes." Naked Bear answered respectfully; in his view, this was also normal.

Chen Yi thought it was fine; he had practiced body techniques for a long time and had never even seen an Earthling at Body Technique Level 7-8. First teach a few guys at Body Technique Level 4-5, and they'd be useful for errands in the future.

The Lin father and daughter were instead at a loss, watching Naked Bear's old-timers carrying iron bars and watermelon knives, gathering around the designated Ping Fang.

Han Jie whispered something to them; Lin Yuanhe nodded repeatedly, then turned to greet the neighbors.

They needed outside help too much.

Not just practical help; spiritual help was even more important, to prove they hadn't been abandoned by society.

Chen Yi continued calling Yan Deputy Director, only saying, "Do you have direct-line subordinates under you? Have them stand guard for me here."

They didn't ask what he wanted to do, but laughed, "Give me the address; I'll send someone from the Public Security Department to you."

Jiangning was under the establishment of the Public Security Corps, with several Public Security Brigades under its command; besides that, there were Criminal Investigation, Economic Investigation, Traffic Police, etc., under the Corps' establishment, plus a bunch of Directly Subordinate Bureaus—the institution was quite huge.

Chen Yi gave the address, then said, "Send three or five people; no need for them to go into battle, just stand by."

Even if someone came now with a submachine gun, he had nothing to fear. But fighting shirtless and personally brawling wasn't something Aristocratic Scions did; it was better to have the police uncles line up and escort them.

Yan Deputy Director had long guessed that Chen Yi was at odds with the Jiangbei demolition project; regarding whether to wade into this muddy water, he hesitated slightly.

But then he thought, wasn't this precisely a good time to continue currying favor? He was originally a core member of the Chen Clan; now the old Chen patriarch was healthy, the eldest had gone to the capital, the third son Chen Congyu and the youngest Chen Rongjie merely looked steady, whereas the third-generation Chen Yi kept creating news.

He carefully considered Chen Yi's performance during the kidnapping case, secretly thinking: He's a bit young, not enough to shoulder the Chen family's big banner, but he's no simple Rich Kid either. This investment won't lose money.

With this conclusion, he was much lighter when making the phone call.

However, when assigning the mission to the direct-line Deputy Captain of the Public Security Corps, he played a trick; he didn't say the specific location, but gave Chen Yi's name and phone number, and instructed him: "Kong Qian, you must seriously consider Mr. Chen's suggestions; if you have anything else today, put it aside first; regardless of importance, report and request instructions frequently."

"Guarantee mission completion." Kong Qian used a military tone, but actually wasn't from the military.

He was transferred from outside to Jiangning; when he was promoted to Public Security Brigade Chief, his backer retired, and the new Bureau Chief was a retired military officer who liked military-style efficiency; he was immediately outshone. To stay consistent with the leadership, he specially went to the Military Region for supplementary training and learned a mouthful of military jargon. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Bureau Chief Yan took a liking to Kong Qian at the internal sports meeting the year before last.

Back then, Kong Qian, still a Brigade Chief, threw himself into the fray when playing volleyball; no matter how far the ball flew, he went all out to save it—although he didn't save his team, he saved his career.

With a superior's promotion, he became Deputy Captain of the Public Security Corps in two years, became a Party Group Member, and obeyed Yan Deputy Director's orders without question.

Plus, the Public Security Corps had a wide scope, and social circles naturally developed; for any convenient or inconvenient matters, Yan Deputy Director would find Kong Qian to do them first.

If Bureau Chief Yan were really Bureau Chief Yan, the Corps Captain position would have been given to him long ago. Kong Qian understood this too; he wasn't anxious in his heart, just focused on doing his duty well, laying a foundation, waiting to kick hard.

At this moment, Bureau Chief Yan thought left and right, feeling that a sensible person like Kong Qian was most suitable to cooperate with Chen Yi; the position was also suitable; if anything happened, he could probably handle it properly.

After giving two good instructions, Bureau Chief Yan hung up the phone and continued thinking.

The bigger the official position, the more one must think.

"I examine myself three times a day" is not only the principle of being a person, but also the principle of being an official. By the time he retires, he can reduce three examinations to two—examine early, eat lunch and nap at noon; examine again in the afternoon, until sleeping at night.

An hour later, Kong Qian arrived driving a Toyota Sequoia.

It was a full-size SUV, a 5.7-liter displacement V8 all-aluminum engine, like a small tank with its shell shaved off; in shape it wasn't smaller than Chen Yi's Ford Raptor at all, and the price was more than double.

The 1.3 million yuan Sequoia drove like on flat ground on the muddy road; after turning sideways, it was like a steel city wall.

Chen Yi thought: Shantytown residents just have no money; if they were all rich people, everyone buying a 5-meter long, 2-meter wide SUV, let alone Mitsubishi Company, even attacking the Police Bureau would be enough.

He was still turning his thoughts when Kong Qian nimbly jumped down and said, "Is it Mr. Chen? I am the Deputy Captain of the City Public Security Corps; if you have anything, we will do our best to cooperate."

His manner of speaking and acting had quite a military air; a bandit king with a set of flags; Jiangning's police department was simply a translated version of the military; those who couldn't stand at attention and stand at ease would never stand straight or rest in their lifetime.

Jiangning's Public Security Corps was a Section Chief-level establishment; Kong Qian looked to be in his thirties, equivalent to Tang Xiongfei, Fang Zhong, and others.

There was no need to respect the elderly, love the young, and respect leaders; Chen Yi was polite for two sentences, then directly ordered: "Captain Kong, your responsibility is to protect... the people's lives and property from infringement; if possible, escort us for us, just give some Naval Staff Officer advice."

Simply said, but being in the Jiangbei Wharf District, even thinking with one's nose knew there would definitely be conflicts with Mitsubishi and the like. They were big merchants who could contact the Bureau Chief directly with one phone call...

Kong Qian knew before coming that the matter wasn't easy to do, but didn't expect it to be this difficult; he put his feet together and said "Yes," with a bitter smile on his face.

Han Jie directed the just-arrived construction crew to enter the site; seeing his expression, she naturally said: "Mr. Kong, let's say a few words in private."

"Please speak."

"When Chinese domestic enterprises and foreign enterprises compete, there's no good result; but when Chinese domestic officials and foreign enterprises compete, it's always not a loss. We're not trying to go against Mitsubishi; just building a Martial Arts Hall, connecting electricity and water."

Chen Yi didn't expect Han Jie to be so eloquent, actually reasonable and well-founded; he smiled knowingly.

Kong Qian thought about it carefully; it really was that principle; he secretly thought: I follow orders, if the sky falls there's a big one to prop it up, what am I really afraid of... Back then from the security section chief of a local state-owned enterprise to Police Station Chief, without my father-in-law, how could I have entered the proper path; without Bureau Chief Yan, how could I have become a Corps leader; benefactors aren't philanthropists; this is my opportunity.

His path was wild; he made up his mind, immediately looked around the surroundings, came back and suggested: "Since it's enclosing land, first enclose the site well; leave a place for them to build roads, but don't need to leave too much; where there's no time to build a wall, first use a brick to occupy it; then it'll be easier to talk. Your own people are still not enough; we have to go back at night; I'll ask the people at the guard post over there."

Saying this, Kong Qian went to the Xing Street security guard post.

The iron sheet house built only two months ago was covered in rust spots, not at all having the consciousness of serving the people.

The police and Business Registration Administrator jointly enforcing the law inside the guard post were huddled inside playing poker; Kong Qian knocked on the iron box outside and said in a formal tone: "Where is your leader?"

The policeman looked up and saw the four-corner star flower on the epaulet; he immediately stood at attention, cleared his throat, and said: "The Police Station Chief is in Jiangnan."

"Lend me these two people of yours." Kong Qian said this, turned around and left.

The two auxiliary police officers even glanced at the police officer, and almost got kicked.

All three police personnel followed Kong Qian.

Back at the foot of the hill, even more engineering vehicles arrived; some bore signs for Jiangning First Construction and Second Construction, while others simply hung signs for Jiangdong First Construction.

Heavy trucks, cranes, excavators, bulldozers, cement mixers—whether useful or not, they were all driven over first.

There were no blueprints on site; a pile of vehicles squeezed there, and the only thing they could do was repair the wall.

One auxiliary police officer stared dumbfounded and asked, "Are they going to carry out a forced demolition?"

Kong Qian raised his chin and said, "You just stay here, speak if there's something, and no one is allowed to make a move."

He was borrowing the two auxiliary police officers to learn the situation; demolition areas were always the most complex, and if a conflict occurred, the consequences would be bad.

Many residents heard the sound of engineering machinery and also thought it was a forced demolition, surging out in droves, with some shouting loudly, "Defend our homes to the death!"

"Japanese dogs, scram back!"

The atmosphere was heated, but the result was cold; no one paid them any attention, the drivers worked on their own, the two auxiliary police officers stood on the other side of the intersection, and then turned their heads away.

Lin Yuan and Lin Yuanhe kept explaining to the people around them, the noise never ceasing, until the wall gradually took shape, and only then did the worried residents slowly return home.

"Opening a martial arts hall is a good idea." Since things had come to this, Chen Yi praised Naked Bear once, then said to his fellow townspeople, "Among you, those willing to work at the martial arts hall must stay today; the rest may leave."

"We're all willing!"

"We're all willing to enter the martial arts hall!"

"How long until we can learn kung fu?"

Everyone answered quickly.

"Naked Bear, teach them the first form." Chen Yi clapped his hands, looked around, and said to Han Jie, "I don't know where the Mitsubishi people are watching from; I'm staying here today."

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