Chapter 404: Lord Fan Brews a Major Blunder

Lin Dongfan had originally intended to call for backup, planning first to give Han Zhang a phone call. Regardless of whether the fishing ban was Han Zhang's order, he wanted to force Han Zhang to step up and take the blame.

Now hearing Zheng Sanshui say that calling for backup was naive, Lin Dongfan abandoned that idea.

Don't misunderstand.

Lord Fan isn't stunned by Zheng Sanshui; it's just that his brain cells suddenly got a bit excited, feeling that rallying people really has no technical skill at all.

Rallying people—isn't that just revealing your own trump card?

If you reveal your trump card, just throw the king bomb straight at Zheng Sanshui's face! Leaving aside whether it's overkill, Comrade Li Mingtang of the General Bureau would surely be gleeful behind the scenes.

Chief Li calls him Lord Fan to his face, but in his heart he hopes he'll come to the General Bureau begging for support, disheveled, dreaming of regaining the Bureau Chief's sense of presence.

This must absolutely not be allowed to help Li Mingtang.

What's more crucial is, if you can crush Zheng Sanshui with a little "click‑click‑mee", why bother playing the king bomb? This kind of move is truly childish, an insult to intelligence.

In that moment, Lin Dongfan successfully convinced himself—no rallying people!

You motherfucker, if you play the hooligan with me, I'll let you know what a troublemaker is! Isn't it just being scheming? From the moment I dug up people's ancestral graves, I've never walked a proper path!

"You, are you sure you want to ban the whole village from going out to sea to fish?"

Lin Dongfan temporarily ignored the arrogant Zheng Sanshui and turned his spear toward Huang Tao, who held power.

Huang Tao, however, smiled.

This was a joy that came from the heart.

He saw Lin Dongfan, after being mocked by Zheng Sanshui, actually unable to retort, as if he'd seen through the truth, and confidently jeered at Lin Dongfan: "You fly the state‑enterprise flag, cruising around town in a Rolls‑Royce every day—I thought you really had some heaven‑reaching background. Now it seems your strength as Fan Donglin is no more than that."

"Cut the crap, answer my question—are you sure you want to ban the whole village from going out to sea to fish?" Lin Dongfan stared at Huang Tao without blinking.

Huang Tao gave a light, cold smile, treating Lin Dongfan as a mere jumping clown and outright ignoring him.

What is arrogance? This damn thing is arrogance!

It's like someone holding a sickle who disdains to respond to those leeks destined to be harvested! Don't look at Huang Tao's low rank—his official authority is still considerable.

He swept his gaze over the fishermen present and issued a freezing fishing ban: "Anyone who hasn't obtained a Fishery Harvest Permit must immediately drop anchor and come ashore for inspection!"

Today, without doubt, is a disaster day for all the village's fishermen.

Accepting inspection is merely a pretext; the actual action is to seize and detain the boats! Because both sides know full well that over a hundred households of fishermen in the village have no permits at all.

Once the boats were seized and detained, everyone's livelihood was completely cut off.

There were angry women who flared up, grappling with the enforcement officers like madwomen, then were pressed to the ground on the spot and charged with obstructing official duties.

There were also weather‑worn old fishermen gazing out at the sea, their spirits dim.

The small fisherfolk's boat was also seized and detained, everyone aboard driven off the ship, meaning she has nowhere to stay tonight.

But she didn't cause a scene, silently staying by Lin Dongfan's side.

Because Lin Dongfan quietly told her: "Let them go wild for a while—I'm going to take a huge dump, make them unable to eat their fill."

Thus she was happy to cooperate, even if it meant being homeless.

After the enforcement team left, Zheng Sanshui grabbed the loudspeaker again and bellowed at the downcast fishermen: "This! Is the fate of you lot for aiding that outsider against me!"

The old and young on the dock all gritted their teeth and stared, each angry but unable to speak.

Zheng Sanshui shouted again: "Don't say I'm not giving you a chance—if you sign the house and land requisition agreements, I can settle this matter for you today! This is your only path to survival; otherwise you'll never fish again in your lifetime, I swear! As long as I, Zheng Sanshui, don't nod, not even Mazu can save you!"

Such naked threats and intimidation stabbed everyone's hearts like a knife.

Some hesitated over whether to compromise.

Others secretly cursed Zheng Sanshui to a bad end, believing he'd sooner or later be struck by lightning! Truly insane to the point of daring to desecrate even Mazu.

There were also some helpless‑looking fishermen gazing wistfully at Lin Dongfan.

They hoped Lin Dongfan could turn the tide.

Zheng Sanshui also noticed those fishermen's gazes, then grabbed the loudspeaker and cursed: "Damn your mother! Look at your stupid asses! Today you're this miserable because of that outsider! I'll add: from now on, whoever helps that outsider won't ever get their boat back!"

All fell silent; the scene was dead quiet.

Lin Dongfan couldn't hold back and launched a counter‑offer: "Who's got thick, plentiful old phlegm? Spit it, aim at the beast—it's not illegal! Whoever can spit onto the beast's face, I'll give one million!"

"A beast? Where's there a beast?"

A dazed middle‑aged man, his face blank, stared at Lin Dongfan.

The little fisher pointed at Zheng Sanshui holding the loudspeaker: "Over there…" Before the words even fell, the surrounding fishermen, like jackals scenting prey, glowed with greedy eyes.

What they saw seemed not Zheng Sanshui but a walking one‑million!

One million!

Enough to let them escape poverty and live a normal life ashore.

"What are you doing? Don't come over!"

Seeing the crowd gathering phlegm, step by step closing in, Zheng Sanshui panicked at once, not even having time to think of a counter, when a great wave of aged phlegm was already spat his way.

Although the loudspeaker in his hand was big enough, it could block the front but not the left and right sides.

When the spit hit his face, Zheng Sanshui's mindset completely collapsed—he hadn't expected these people to actually dare to spit! A bunch of money‑hungry, death‑defying idiots.

In his breakdown, he could only turn and run.

Like a stray dog, he ran while yelling: "Fan Donglin, you motherfucker, wait for me! If you dare spend a million on spit, I'll dare spend ten million on your dog's life…"

"Sic the dogs on him!"

Lin Dongfan casually laughed and shouted, frightening Zheng Sanshui so much he didn't dare look back, holding his breath as he sprinted a hundred meters in seven point eight seconds.

Actually there were no dogs on the dock—just a bunch of fishermen making the best of a bad situation.

Seeing Zheng Sanshui flee in disgrace, the fishermen's faces all broke into smiles. Even those who had just spat at Zheng Sanshui didn't bother asking Lin Dongfan whether he'd really pay the million.

Enjoyment is enjoyment, but after the fun they still had to face the harsh reality.

Everyone was wondering how to get by from now on.

The village elder stepped forward and asked Lin Dongfan: "Boss Fan, our boats are all seized and detained—you know the Fisheries Bureau Chief Han, right? Can you help us?"

It's no use looking for someone surnamed Han for this matter.

Lin Dongfan had already been brewing a more vicious move—unleashing the ultimate troublemaker tactics, which can deal with hooligans on one hand and warn officials on the other!

If handled well, there's even a chance to blast Mayor Guo out.

Then Lin Dongfan said to the fishermen present: "I have a big foolish move; using it will have an explosive effect, but I don't know if you dare to do as I say."