Yang Jun called several of Ma Zhanshan's apprentices to the office for questioning.
He thought about it all night and decided to find out what happened to Mazhanshan. Although he didn't dare to say whether he could help, he at least had to know what happened.
He deliberately sent Ma Wumei away.
He knew that Ma Wumei would definitely not tell him the truth, so he thought of starting with some of Ma Zhanshan's apprentices.
"Tell me, what difficulties has your master encountered recently?"
Disciples like Ma Zhanshan were all secretive and had bruises on their faces. If they said they were fine, they wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.
Ma Zhanshan's second disciple Jiang Li looked at the other junior disciples and said with a troubled look on his face,
"Uncle Master, please don't embarrass us. Master won't let us talk."
Yang Jun sat on the office chair and looked at the nephews lined up in front of him. His eyes were deep and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"I am now asking you as the director of the factory, what is the reason for the injuries on your faces?"
Yang Jun tapped them with his hand and said: "If you can't explain why, you all should leave."
Ma Zhanshan must have given his disciples a silence order. He must not let him know about this matter. If he didn't do something cruel, I believe they would never spit it out.
"Uncle Master, are you serious?" Jiang Li asked in a low voice.
When they heard Yang Jun asked to leave, a group of people suddenly panicked.
"Shut up, there is no uncle here, only the factory director."
If you don't play a little ruthlessly, they will think they are joking.
"Factory...director, if we tell you, you must never tell the master that we told you."
Jiang Li winked with several other juniors, and only after getting everyone's consent, he was willing to spit.
"Tell me, there's so much nonsense." Yang Jun said sternly.
"The thing is like this..."
Jiang Li glanced at the junior fellow apprentices, and then recounted what happened recently.
It turns out that a man named Mr. Liao recently took a fancy to Ma Zhanshan's batch of wine and wanted to buy it at a low price. Ma Zhanshan definitely disagreed. That Mr. Liao had no choice but to retreat despite the difficulties. Instead, he blocked the door every day to buy and sell. He had to give up.
The batch of wine that Ma Zhanshan sold was not allowed. Later, Ma Zhanshan couldn't get angry, so he argued with the other party. Who knew that the other party was unreasonable and even started to touch him? Ma Zhanshan could not bear this arrogance, so he gave him a lesson directly. Who knew that person
Unable to change his character, he called a group of people to teach Ma Zhanshan a lesson, but Ma Zhanshan's apprentice couldn't swallow this, so the two groups started fighting.
Those gangsters were no match for them. Dozens of people were sent to the hospital. Later, Mr. Liao found some young master, and more than a dozen masters and disciples of Ma Zhanshan were taken away.
Later, those people had to ask Ma Zhanshan to pay 100,000 yuan for the decoction and medicine before they would give up.
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In the end, Ma Zhanshan had no choice but to sell the stored wine to compensate the other party for the soup and medicine.
After Yang Jun heard what happened, his face became so heavy that he almost shed tears.
No wonder Ma Zhanshan didn't let himself touch this matter. It turned out that Mr. Liao was backed by Mr. Wang.
However, this kind of blackmail trick is too despicable.
If forceful buying and selling fails, then take action. If you fail to defeat others, you will bite them back in the end.
The price of 100,000 yuan for decoction and medicine is simply astronomical. Even if the person is beaten to death or maimed, the maximum compensation is 200 yuan, but the other party is so open-minded, it is obvious that Mazhanshan is destined to be killed.
Of course, Master Liao's power to do all this is the man behind him, Mr. Wang.
This Young Master Wang must have some abilities, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control Ma Zhanshan to death.
Yang Jun picked up the phone.
"Hey, Lao Wang, assemble the team, our people in the security department were beaten..."
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After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun led them straight downstairs.
As soon as they arrived downstairs, they saw Wang Erwa gathering all the people in the security department.
"Brothers, the people in our security department were beaten. I want to ask you, can you swallow this breath?"
Yang Jun didn't wait for the team to finish gathering and lectured directly.
"cannot!"
Everyone looked sad and angry.
When they thought about the people in the security department being beaten, they couldn't even swallow their breath.
"Okay, let's get back to the situation today and let them know that the people in our security department are not vegetarians."
"Get the ball back."
The crowd's blood boiled and they roared loudly.
"Set off!"
Yang Jun waved his hand and got on the bus first.
Afterwards, except for the necessary guard personnel, almost all the people from the security department followed.
After several expansions, the number of people in the Security Section has exceeded 200. This is a force that cannot be underestimated. They are well-equipped and have certain military qualities. Once this team is drawn out, they can go directly to the battlefield.
Yang Jun was sitting in the car. Through the rearview mirror, he saw people from the security department pedaling one after another. He even saw a few people loading the mortar that had been sealed for a long time into the car.
When Jiang Li and the others saw that Yang Jun actually dispatched the security department to help them, they were moved to tears. They felt that this uncle recognized him in vain, and they didn't waste any words. They picked up the equipment with red eyes and started pedaling.
"Lao Yang, with such a big battle, nothing will happen, right?"
Wang Erwa sat next to Yang Jun and asked with a worried look on her face.
"The only thing that can cause trouble is to punish a bunch of local ruffians."
Later, Yang Jun told what happened.
After hearing this, Wang Erwa was extremely angry, especially when seven or eight people in the security department were beaten like that, and he couldn't swallow his anger.
"Granny, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will act like a sick cat."
"Tsk, tsk, what are you so excited about? Hey, when will you give me the good things you said you would give me? It's been two days."
As soon as he mentioned that good thing, Wang Erwa's expression changed.
He looked pained, as if he was determined to find some reason to convince himself to hand over the things.
"Don't ask yet, I will deliver it to you in two days."
"Forget it, I don't really want you to be precious, I'm just curious about what makes you so precious." Yang Jun patted his shoulder, as if he didn't care.
"It's a good thing anyway. What you spit on is like a nail. If I said I would give it to you in two days, I will definitely give it to you." Wang Erwa clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, looking distressed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that Wang Erwa liked that rare thing so much, Yang Jun decided that he wouldn't want that thing when the time came.
He still understands the principle that a gentleman should not take what others like.
The car drove for about ten minutes and soon arrived at a large courtyard next to Dongzhimen Market.
This courtyard is very large, and I guess I have to enter it six times. No one lives in it, and there is a sign hanging at the door that says "Collect rags."
Looking at this courtyard, Yang Jun felt that it looked familiar.
He thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that he had come to this yard to buy some rare things.
At that time, the pigeon market did not have what he needed, so a scalper took him to this yard and sold it to him at double the price. At that time, he remembered this yard.
This yard is a distribution center for scalpers, and it seems to be a buying and selling gang.
However, being able to resell supplies in this place must have considerable strength behind it.
"Seal the front and rear doors of the yard. Don't let anyone escape. The others should be prepared to go in." Wang Erwa ordered hurriedly as soon as she got out of the car.
Yang Jun did not get out of the car, but sat in the car waiting for news.
Originally, it was a bit of a fuss for him, the factory director, to show up today. If he showed up rashly again, he might make things even bigger.
About two minutes passed.
A security guard ran over and reported to Wang Erwa.
"Report to the Section Chief, there is no back door to this courtyard, only the front door. Our people are ready to go in. Please give your instructions."
"Shout and let them come out." Wang Erwa said.
After the security guard took the order, the tin trumpet was preparing to shout.
Unexpectedly, there was suddenly a burst of panicked footsteps in the yard, and then dozens of people were seen pouring out of the yard.
They all had tools in their hands, including kitchen knives, wooden sticks, steel bars, and some had homemade shotguns.
"Who are you? Why are you surrounding us?"
Inside, a young man in his twenties bravely stretched his head through the crack in the door and asked.
"Don't worry about who we are. I now order you to put your weapons aside, put your hands on your head, and squat on the ground."
Wang Erwa grabbed the metal speaker from the security guard's hand and gave a stern order.
"Why should we listen to you? Do you know whose territory this is? If you dare to run wild on our Lord Liao's territory, aren't you afraid that you will be left without food?"
The people inside obviously didn't take the people in the security department seriously. Not only did they not surrender, but they also threatened and intimidated them.
When Wang Erwa heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to laugh. She turned around and smiled at Yang Jun, shrugging her shoulders.
Then he turned around and faced the courtyard. With a wave of his hand, more than twenty people came over with guns in hand.
"Last announcement, put down your weapons, hold your head in your hands, and squat on the ground."
Before Wang Erwa finished speaking, she heard a "squeak" sound and the heavy door was closed.
In the large courtyard.
A middle-aged man in his forties was walking back and forth uneasily.
He had a bald head, a round face, and a scar on his forehead. He held two iron gall bladders in his hands and looked panicked.
"Da Ma Hou, when will Mr. Wang arrive?"
"Master Liao, I've already made a call. Mr. Wang is on his way here." A tall, hunched young man who looked like a giant monkey replied.
Mr. Liao looked up at the sky. The wrinkles on his forehead were very deep. He sighed and said,
"Hey, it's too late."
"Master Liao, who is this great god from outside? My brothers haven't offended anyone recently." Da Mahou said with a frown.
"Didn't offend anyone?"
Mr. Liao smiled bitterly and said: "If you are in our line of work, if you don't offend anyone, it will only be a matter of time before they come to you."
"Master Liao, I saw a lot of people coming outside the door, and they were all dressed in the same uniform. I don't think we can last long?"
"No matter what, just take it as long as you can."
Mr. Liao's face darkened, he walked to the door with his hands behind his back, and ordered the people on both sides of the door,
"Block the door. As long as Mr. Wang comes, we will be saved."
"Yes, Master Liao."
When a group of local ruffians heard Mr. Wang's name, they seemed to have a backbone, and they all tried to cheer up and tightened their grip on the guy in their hands.
Wang Erwa outside the door had a dark look on her face. Looking at the closed door, her face was so heavy that she could shed tears.
"Second Captain, bring me that mortar."
"Yes, section chief."
After a rush of footsteps, three security guards took the mortar out of the car.
After a few blasts, the mortar was aimed at the door.
Yang Jun looked very familiar with this scene.
If it weren't for the asymmetry in height, he would have really thought Li Yunlong was bombarding Ping'an County.
However, when it comes to Li Yunlong.
Yang Jun suddenly remembered that at this time, Li Yunlong should be studying in Sijiucheng. He thought about waiting for a day when nothing happened and went to see Lao Li for a drink.
Just when Yang Jun was daydreaming.
The door opened from the inside.
A white flag stretched out from inside and waved to them, and the big horse monkey came out of it tremblingly.
"Yes... brothers on the other side, we surrender."
"Grandma, if I don't mean it, are you still prepared to fight to the end?"
Wang Erwa went over and kicked the big horse monkey down, then waved his hand, and the people from the security department immediately went over and controlled the group of people.
After a while, dozens of gangsters were seen coming out of the yard holding their heads.
After they came out, they were immediately put into a car and then taken back to the factory.
After Mr. Liao and others were taken away, people from the security department searched the compound.
After a while, I saw people from the security department moving things out.
Bicycles, tricycles, carts, various vegetables, grains, meat, clothes, quilts, etc.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
After placing these things at the door, everyone was shocked.
Even Yang Jun was stunned for a moment. There were so many of these things like a mountain. Even though he was surprised in space, he was still shocked.
There are so many of these things that a shopping mall can be opened, and even the things in the shopping mall are not that complete.
Yang Jun got out of the car and looked specifically at the food and ingredients.
The amount of grain is estimated to be tens of thousands of kilograms. In addition to fruits and vegetables that are too scattered to be counted, there are at least five thousand kilograms of ingredients such as pork, mutton, dog meat, and rabbit meat.
"Lao Yang, we are rich."
Wang Erwa looked at the pile of supplies and grinned behind her ears.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him, looked at the people around him, and scolded him angrily,
"How to make a fortune? We are cracking down on speculation, and these things must be confiscated."
"Yes, yes, we are cracking down on speculation."
Wang Erwa smiled and whispered: "Actually, it's the same, it's just a different way of saying it."
"Hurry up and organize people to load the truck and bring it back. I'll go back to the factory first."
There was nothing wrong with staying. Yang Jun said hello and went back.
