UGB Chapter 313 Upholding Justice and Sacrificing Family Members! The Whole Village Laughs as the Sectio
Chapter 313 Upholding Justice and Sacrificing Family Members! The Whole Village Laughs as the Sectio
Jiang Chen's pictures and text were like a depth charge, exploding in the long-dormant [Jiang Clan Relatives and In-laws Friendship Group]!
The group chat fell silent for three seconds.
Then, things completely exploded!
Jiang Xue, the youngest aunt, was the first to jump out.
Jiang Xue: "My goodness! This is Feng Bo? He always looks so respectable, but he's been up to such a sly trick behind the scenes?"
After she posted it, she also added a "watching the drama unfold" emoji.
His distant cousin, Jiang Fuyou, followed closely behind.
Jiang Fuyou: "Damn! This kid's got guts! Taking bribes under my dad's name? That's practically commercial crime!"
Jiang Fuyou: "@Feng Deyao, Old Feng, your son is far more successful than you! He's surpassed his father!"
Several distant aunts who didn't get along with Feng Mei normally didn't hold back and started mocking her relentlessly.
Qian Zhaodi: "Oh my, isn't this our young master Feng? Sister Mei always brags about how her son will become a high-ranking official! This... which bureau is he going to work for?"
"You bet! First he scammed girls out of money, then he leaked company secrets. Now he's really made something of himself!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a misfortune for this family, what a misfortune for this family!"
The group chat was filled with chatter, and those high-definition, uncensored cheating records and blatant screenshots of power-money transactions were like precise carving knives, ruthlessly peeling off the layers of the seemingly perfect facade that the Feng family usually maintained, pressing it to the ground and rubbing it back and forth!
The news naturally reached the Feng family in the county town.
Feng Mei, who had just been yelling on the phone that she would lead people to smash up the construction site, was now holding her phone, looking at the messages popping up in the group chat, and her face turned deathly pale.
She trembled as she looked at the obscene photos and chat logs, muttering incoherently.
"It's fake...it's all fake..."
"It was that little bastard Jiang Chen who forged it! He framed my son!"
She wanted to say a few words in the group, but found that she had been muted by the group owner, Jiang Chen.
"ah--!"
Feng Mei let out a scream, her anger rising, and she slammed the water glass in her hand onto the ground!
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
She swept everything off the coffee table as if she had gone mad.
Meanwhile, Feng Deyao, who was leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper in his office, was so shocked by the sudden news that he almost jumped off his chair.
When he saw the screenshot in the group chat titled "List of Internal Bidding Units and Confidentiality Statement for the Qingyang County East District Old City Renovation Project,"...
Suddenly, everything went black before Feng Deyao's eyes.
"puff--"
He almost spat out a mouthful of blood onto the computer screen in front of him!
Finished!
It's completely over!
If this were to be reported to the disciplinary committee by someone with ulterior motives, or if it were to fall into the hands of those construction companies that didn't win the bid, his position as section chief would be over. He'd be lucky if he didn't end up in jail for a few years!
At this moment, all feelings of father-son affection and protectiveness were completely washed away by the immense fear of losing their secure jobs!
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Feng Deyao's forehead.
He didn't even have time to lock the office door; he grabbed his car keys and rushed downstairs like a madman.
He has only one thought in mind right now.
must!
immediately!
immediately!
Before things get completely out of control, shut that rebellious son up, then go to Jiangjia Village and apologize to that wicked Jiang Chen!
Feng Deyao sped all the way, driving that beat-up Passat like a race car, running several red lights as he recklessly sped toward Jiangjia Village.
When he arrived at the village, Feng Bo was hiding under a bridge at the village entrance, trembling with fear.
He was terrified by the messages in the group and was preparing to sneak away under the cover of darkness.
"You little beast! I'll beat you to death today!"
When Feng Deyao saw Feng Bo, his eyes instantly turned red!
Without saying a word, he rushed forward and kicked Feng Bo, knocking him to the ground.
Feng Deyao didn't care about his dignity as a section chief anymore. He looked around, grabbed a broom leaning against the corner of the wall by the roadside, and started slapping Feng Bo, who was lying on the ground, all over his face!
"Snapped!"
"ah--!"
"I'll teach you to cause trouble for me outside! I'll teach you to cheat girls out of money!"
"Slap! Slap!"
"I'll teach you to use my name to take bribes! I'll teach you to leak secrets!"
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
"My future! My secure job! You've ruined it all, you little bastard!"
Feng Deyao cursed as he beat the man mercilessly.
The broom handle, made of sorghum stalks, was hard and tough; each strike left a bloody mark on the body.
Feng Bo was beaten so badly that he cried out for his parents, rolled on the ground, and his howling echoed throughout half the village.
"Dad! Stop hitting me! I know I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"
"Help! Murder!"
Upon hearing the news, the villagers rushed over and completely surrounded the bridge archway.
They watched as Section Chief Feng, who usually swaggered around in front of them, was now beating his own son like a madman. They all pointed and whispered, their faces full of smiles as they watched the spectacle unfold.
"Serves him right! He really betrayed his own family for the greater good!"
"That's karma! Let's see how their family will act so arrogantly in the village now!"
When Feng Mei arrived late and saw this scene, she cried and tried to break up the fight, but was blocked by several security guards and could not get close at all.
She could only watch helplessly as her precious son was beaten so badly by his own father that he couldn't get out of bed for half a month.
On this day, the Feng family became the laughingstock of the entire village and even the whole county.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Jiang Chen, the instigator of this storm, never even showed his face.
He didn't even bother to say a sarcastic remark.
He simply had Wang Dagou call a tow truck to take the Passat wreckage, which was still soaking in the stinking ditch, to the scrap yard.
With the three hundred yuan they earned, Jiang Chen asked Wang Dagou to buy chilled watermelons for the security team members.
The farce was thus brought to an end.
The people of Jiangjia Village once again witnessed Jiang Chen's methods.
This young man is not only rich.
When it comes to doing things, they are ruthless and precise, killing without leaving a trace.
Anyone who messes with him is in for a world of trouble.
After getting rid of the annoying fly, Jiang Chen's life returned to normal.
He devoted all his energy to the construction of the magnificent ecological agricultural base in the back mountain.
Time quickly passed, and it was already late May.
The weather is getting hotter every day, and the construction site is like a giant steamer, with waves of heat rolling in.
The young and strong people in the village are fine, but the older people are finding it hard to keep up.
Especially my grandfather, Jiang Wanshan.
Although the old man didn't say it, he was more concerned about the construction progress than anyone else.
Every day without fail, he would walk to the construction site with his cane, take a look at the magnificent glass dome, and touch the cold steel supports before he would feel at ease enough to go home.
That day, Jiang Wanshan returned from the construction site, plopped down in the armchair in the main room, and never got up again.
His knees, which had been worn out for years, were swollen like steamed buns from the heat and constant running around.
"Ouch... Ouch..."
Grandpa Jiang was in so much pain that he grimaced and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Jiang Chen felt a pang of anxiety upon seeing this.
He knew it was time to pull off another big heist and properly honor the old man who had worked so hard for the family his whole life.