Chapter 875: with translation of chapter title translation

On the way to Cloud Peak Mountain Villa, Lin Dongfan received a call from Jiang Huantian of the Municipal Party Committee.

I never expected the matter to reach the Provincial Party Committee's ears so quickly; it looks like someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes, trying to blow things up.

Jiang Huantian sternly criticized over the phone: "How did you handle this? The stalled key project in the city hasn't been properly resolved, and now it's escalated into a mass brawl!"

"Secretary Jiang, I'm on my way to the scene." Lin Dongfan explained with a stiff upper lip: "Although someone was injured and hospitalized at the scene,..."

"I don't want to hear any 'but'!"

Jiang Huantian cut off Lin Dongfan's words forcefully, clearly not interested in hearing his explanation.

He instructed over the phone:

"Wuzhou is the provincial capital, the face of the whole province! Under the watchful eyes of the Provincial Party Committee, we absolutely cannot allow a serious mass incident to occur!"

"Listen to me!"

"This matter must be handled through compromise to prevent escalation and the spread of public opinion!"

"If it creates a bad social impact, you'll get punished! When the punishment comes, it'll land on you, and you'll lose face for your uncle!"

"Do you understand?"

This thunderous warning rattled his eardrums; how could he not hear it clearly? At that moment, Lin Dongfan keenly felt that he was still under a black pot.

He could become a scapegoat at any moment!

He fell silent for a moment.

Lin Dongfan calmly replied, "Understood."

"Good that you understand."

Jiang Huantian further warned Lin Dongfan: "I know you're under pressure, but the more pressure you have, the more you need to stay calm! Lately there's been a lot of gossip about you in the province; you should be aware of it yourself! If you want to stand firm in Wuzhou, you must shoulder the responsibility! Show some results for everyone to see."

"Understood, thank you, Secretary Jiang."

After hanging up, Lin Dongfan gazed at the streets receding quickly outside the car window, his mood unable to settle for Along time.

According to the implication of Secretary Jiang's words:

If this matter is handled well today, it will be an achievement; if handled poorly, it will be a liability, and worse, you could be demoted to become mayor of the poorest Jiangbei.

Lin Dongfan picked up his phone again and dialed the Municipal Party Committee Office.

"Director Li, is Secretary Wang in?"

On the other end, Li Bin's voice was politely artificial: "Secretary Wang went to Jinan County for research early this morning and may not return until evening. Mayor Lin, do you have any urgent matters?"

"Then let's wait until he returns to discuss."

Lin Dongfan smiled, hung up directly, and lit a cigarette.

He thought:

"Wang Qigang, Wang Qigang, I still underestimated your tricks."

"You just left, and Cloud Peak Mountain Villa immediately erupted in violent conflict—could this really be a coincidence? Nobody would believe it, not even a three-year-old."

"I have to say, your 'wind‑avoiding' technique is truly impressive."

"With Secretary Wang absent from the city, I, the mayor, am in charge of overall affairs."

"If things blow up, the responsibility is mine!"

"If the matter is settled well, you, the secretary, can swoop back in at any time to reap the rewards, sitting back and enjoying the fruits—this move is both offensive and defensive, perfectly sidestepping this disaster."

"Alright!"

"You avoid the spotlight, I'll bear the thunder!"

"Let's see who dies first!"

……

Thinking of this, Lin Dongfan laughed and exhaled a puff of smoke.

He instructed Secretary Xiao Chen: "Xiao Chen, after we arrive at the scene later, you will be responsible for filming a documentary. Once the situation is properly resolved, if the Municipal Party Committee's publicity department makes a move, you must release the on‑site footage ahead of them. Give the truth to the people so they know who is doing the work."

"Hmm."

After working so long in the Municipal Affairs Office, Xiao Chen is no longer the novice he once was; upon hearing this, he immediately understood that Mayor Lin was trying to prevent the Municipal Party Committee from swooping in to steal credit.

Xiao Chen asked seriously: "If someone at the scene is live‑streaming video, should we control it?"

"Of course."

Lin Dongfan further instructed: "Regarding the incident, the Municipal Affairs window shall make a unified external disclosure. Notify the supervisory departments to closely monitor online public opinion. Prohibit any misleading or incendiary content from being posted online……"

At the same time.

At the gate of the Cloud Peak Mountain Villa construction site, police lights flashed, and two patrol cars were parked on the roadside.

Several police officers stood beside the cordon line.

Their expressions were complex.

Their order was to "maintain scene order and prevent escalation," but the scene before them was clearly beyond their control.

Inside the construction site.

Over thirty people stood packed together, holding implements, their faces full of ferocity.

Huang Jintang sat on the tracks of an excavator, legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his lips, posing as if waiting to watch a good show.

Ye Jiaying stood three meters opposite him, with only an assistant behind her.

Having received the call, Ye Jiaying rushed here; on the way she already learned that her brother had his leg broken and was sent to the hospital.

But she didn't go to the hospital to see him; she came straight to the site.

"Huang Jintang."

Ye Jiaying's voice was very calm.

Calm to the point of cold: "My brother is lying in the hospital with a broken leg. I'll settle this score with you later. Right now I only ask you one thing: what exactly do you want?"

Huang Jintang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, flashing a grin with two rows of big yellow teeth: "Ms. Ye, your words make it sound like I'm stirring up trouble. You need to get it straight: it was your Mortal Group that first broke the contract; my people came merely to seek an explanation—what's wrong with that? Which law says only you may bully with power while I'm forbidden to strike back?"

"Who the hell is breaking the contract?!" Ye Jiaying coldly stared at Huang Jintang: "Your shady dealings—don't you have any idea? It's utterly baffling!"

Huang Jintang flicked the cigarette butt from between his fingers.

He stood up and said, "Surname Ye, cut the useless talk. You want to unilaterally break the contract? That's fine. As long as you pay the compensation in full, I'll immediately tell my brothers to leave."

Speaking, Huang Jintang pulled out a copy of the contract from his pocket.

He turned to the third page.

Pointing to the relevant clause in the contract, he said to Ye Jiaying, "Unilateral breach requires a penalty of 5% of the total project cost, clearly written in black and white—do you have any sense of contract? Plus my 120 million yuan deposit and the lost wages during this period, you owe me a total of 1.67 billion yuan."

That frightening figure rolled off Huang Jintang's lips as lightly as 16.7, as if it were merely a trivial sum.

The people around him, however, gasped in shock.

The Deputy Brigade Commander in charge of maintaining order—Gao Yicheng—was already shocked and secretly resentful: "Damn, opening mouth demands several billion! These days, construction contractors are fiercer than bank robbers……"

Everyone turned their gaze toward Ye Jiaying.

Only saw Ye Jiaying calmly return a faint smile: "Huang Jintang, it seems you're money‑crazed! Do you really think that just because you hold the contract, you're a law‑abiding citizen?"

"Whether I observe the law isn't up to you to say." Huang Jintang glanced at Gao Yicheng nearby, then chuckled lightly: "Captain Gao is watching you here—does he dare lay a finger on me?"

!!!

Upon hearing that, Gao Yicheng wore a gloomy expression.

Just earlier, when he led his team to the scene, Ye Jiaxuan and several engineers had already been beaten into the hospital.

He had originally intended to directly detain Huang Jintang and the others, but the City Bureau's Political Commissar Zheng issued an order—maintain on‑scene order, prevent the situation from escalating!

That is to say, for now, "maintaining order" is the keynote.

Whether arrests can be made and when—that depends on further instructions from superiors; it's not up to this junior deputy brigade commander to decide as he pleases—the real power holders are the ones calling the shots.