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Chapter 230 - 230 231 Brother from Behind!
230: Chapter 231: Brother from Behind!
(One more) 230: Chapter 231: Brother from Behind!
(One more) Collecting wages, what the hell is that?
Tang Zhong found it somewhat hard to believe.
He had wanted to keep a low profile.
But with so many cameras out there, he feared that all the leaders from Jianghai City must have been present.
Once those people discovered him, he was afraid he wouldn’t have a chance to leave.
But what is this wage collection thing?
“What’s going on here?
Tiger?” Tang Zhong asked.
Tiger also shook his head, “I don’t know, Dragon, just ask Song Fugui!”
Then, with a kick, Tiger sent Song Fugui flying and shouted, “Speak up, what’s happening outside?”
Song Fugui let out a wail of pain but dared not fail to answer Tiger’s question, “…
Sir, aren’t you…
aren’t you here to collect wages on behalf of those migrant workers?”
Migrant workers collecting debt?
“You still owe them money?” Tang Zhong’s gaze turned cold.
Instantly, Tiger and the others knew what to do, “Motherf*cker, how can you be such a scumbag!”
Song Fugui, slapped hard, once again fainted to the ground.
“I…
I will pay them back right away!”
However, Tang Zhong’s biggest headache wasn’t this, but what to do with all those people outside?
So many people out there?
The door is blocked, how am I going to get out?
“You guys find a place to hide first and wait for my message.
When I notify you, you can come out!” Tang Zhong instructed.
Upon hearing this, Tiger and the others nodded and said, “Alright, Dragon, whatever you say goes.
We will all follow your lead!”
“Do you know if there is an exit here?” Tang Zhong inquired.
“Yes…
this place has an exit that leads to the outside.
You can leave this way.
Dragon, come on, I’ll show you!” Tiger said.
“No…
What I meant was, you guys go first,” Tang Zhong said.
“We’ll do as Dragon commands.
But what do we do about this guy?” Tiger pointed at Song Fugui.
“This is Xuan Country, a society governed by the rule of law.
Just knock him out; there are so many people outside, he won’t be able to run away!” said Tang Zhong.
“Alright!” Tiger landed a punch on Song Fugui’s head, immediately knocking him out, lying sprawled on the ground.
“This damn thing…
what a good-for-nothing!” Tiger muttered, then looked at Tang Zhong with a smile and said, “Dragon, my brothers and I will go first.
If you need anything, just notify us.
I’m giving you this whistle!”
Tiger, as he spoke, produced a whistle from his hand.
“This is the whistle we the Crippled Wolves use to summon teammates.
It was mine, but now I’m passing it to you, Dragon.
If you need us, just blow it, and we’ll come here!” Tiger proclaimed.
“Hmm,” Tang Zhong took the whistle.
“We’ll take our leave first, Dragon,” said Tiger as he respectfully led his men away.
Soon, only Tang Zhong and the floored Song Fugui were left.
He pocketed the whistle; it was time to leave.
But first, he needed to let the people outside know that Song Fugui had fallen.
Aha!
Tang Zhong had an idea.
He couldn’t let others see this scene, so the only option was to find that female reporter.
Tang Zhong immediately went downstairs.
At that moment downstairs, Ren Jing was still waiting.
Her emotions were a mix of excitement and eagerness at the thought that the man with the significant background was just upstairs.
How could she not be thrilled?
She was already planning to conduct a detailed interview with him once he came down.
“Are you a reporter?” Tang Zhong called out to Ren Jing as he descended the stairs.
Ren Jing, lost in her thoughts, got startled by the voice, “Yes…
I am a reporter!”
Facing Tang Zhong, Ren Jing’s face flushed red, and she lowered her head.
“Song Fugui has already fallen.
Find someone to clean this up,” Tang Zhong said.
“Ah!” Ren Jing responded.
In her heart, she had contemplated for so long how to interview Tang Zhong, but now faced with the man himself, she felt somewhat afraid to approach.
“I have to go!” Tang Zhong turned to leave.
Seeing him about to leave, Ren Jing panicked instantly, “Wait…
don’t go.”
“What is it?” Tang Zhong turned back to look at Ren Jing.
“May I interview you?” Ren Jing approached professionally, “You’ve helped so many migrant workers; you’re their hero!”
“That?
Oh…
no need.
It was just a small thing,” Tang Zhong said with a smile.
Ren Jing felt a pang of disappointment.
What an outstanding man he was, and even more so, she found herself smitten.
“Then don’t leave.
You don’t have to accept the interview, but could you tell me your name?” Ren Jing asked.
At this moment, Tang Zhong had reached the window and kicked it open; the glass shattered with a loud crash.
Hearing Ren Jing’s words, he laughed and said, “My name is Tang Zhong.
You must keep my secret, okay?
As for what happened today, just pretend you didn’t see anything.
Goodbye!”
“Tang Zhong!
Tang Zhong,” Ren Jing murmured the name a few times, and just as she was about to ask something else, she saw Tang Zhong jump straight down.
She hurried forward to the window and looked down, only to find that the space below was empty, just like that time at the hospital.
Someone jumped down, and then there was nothing.
“He must have left, right?” Ren Jing felt a bit disappointed.
“But the name Tang Zhong, it really has a nice ring to it.
Tang Zhong, Tang Zhong, I don’t believe I won’t run into you again in the future!”
Meanwhile, someone had come in behind Ren Jing.
It was the photographer from before, accompanied by a large group of people, which included some leaders.
With the arrival of Jianghai City’s leaders, the place virtually exploded into activity.
The leaders personally led the migrant workers to claim their unpaid wages, as people flooded toward the building of Riches Construction Co., Ltd.
The leaders had the authority and directly decided to inspect the company, so a large crowd was now heading upstairs.
The photographer also saw Ren Jing: “Anchor Ren, why are you here?
Where is the figure who helped the migrant workers demand their payments?
You followed him in, so where is he now?”
At the same time, one of the leaders spoke up.
It was a man in his fifties, who was smiling kindly at Ren Jing and said, “You must be Reporter Ren, right?
Thank you so much.
If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known that there was such a construction company in Jianghai City!”
Upon seeing this man, Ren Jing’s eyes lit up—wasn’t he the mayor of Jianghai City?
“Mr.
Mayor…
This is what we should do.
As journalists, we should always uphold justice,” said Ren Jing.
“Very good, Reporter Ren.
About that person from earlier, I saw his silhouette in the video you shot.
Where is he now?” the mayor continued to ask.
“He…” Ren Jing recalled Tang Zhong’s parting words, telling her not to reveal his identity, and then said, “That silhouette, I don’t know either.
He went upstairs!”
The mayor laughed and said, “I must see this hero today.
I want to see his face and award him a medal!”
“Yes!” Ren Jing didn’t mention that Tang Zhong had already left.
The elderly mayor continued to lead people upstairs.
Those who admired Tang Zhong, the fanboys and fangirls, also came in.
“I want to meet my idol!”
“Haha, finally going to meet him.
I want to have my idol’s babies!”
The crowd was moving in force.
They reached the top floor.
But they found it completely empty, save for Song Fugui lying on the ground.
Everyone knew that he had been taken down by that silhouette.
“Where is he?” asked the old mayor.
“He might have already left,” Ren Jing said.
“He has always shown us only his back.
I think he doesn’t want others to know who he is.”
“Ah…
what a hero!” sighed the old mayor.
Then, turning to the fallen Song Fugui, he ordered, “Go, arrest him.
We’ll see him in court!”
Then, two bodyguards stepped forward from behind the mayor.
They were police officers who accompanied the mayor.
This scene was broadcasted live, and all of Jianghai City was shaken.
Everyone learned about a man who drove a Mercedes to break into this wicked company, and took down everyone by himself.
In front of the TV and computers, excited people loudly chanted ‘Silhouette Bro.’ Such a man was just too cool.
On forums, many people had clipped the scene showing Tang Zhong’s silhouette from the video and started to sing his praises.
Everyone was very curious.
Who was this person?
Even though they didn’t know his name, many nicknames began to spread.
Silhouette Bro!
Car-Charging Bro…
and a whole series of others.
He became the topic of conversation among people.
Who exactly was this person?
Only a few knew.
Xie Qing and Wu Xiaoyu were dumbfounded.
Of course, they knew that was Tang Zhong.
The two exchanged glances.
“Do you believe it, Xiaoyu?”
“I…
I believe!”
And Bai Xiaochun, as soon as she saw the silhouette, guessed it was Tang Zhong.
She found it incredibly difficult to believe this was real.
This affair completely refreshed their point of view.
…
At the moment, the protagonist of this incident had already left Riches Construction Co., Ltd.
far behind.
Only when he had reached a distant place did he look at the bustling scene ahead and let out a sigh, feeling lucky that he had escaped quickly.
Otherwise, he would have been exposed.
Now it was time to head back to his company.
Just as Tang Zhong was about to leave, a voice came from behind him.
“You really are quite impressive, aren’t you?”
Turning around, Tang Zhong saw a motorcycle and a languid figure leaning against it.
Who else could it be if not Feng Xiaoxiao?
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