Rebirth 79, starting from making my ex-wife regret

"What did you say? I apologize!!!"

Wang Baoguo's eyes widened and he angrily said, "You bastard, you beat up a villager from our village. I'm not going to settle the score with you, but you're asking us to apologize. Why?"

"They incited other workers to cause trouble and disrupt normal production in the factory."

Chen Zhanpeng held up three fingers and said in an exaggerated tone: "The production line stopped working for three hours, and the economic loss caused was as high as 50,000 Hong Kong dollars."

"I don't want you to compensate me, but can't you even apologize?"

"People in the mainland are like this. When they do something wrong, they don't even have the courage to take responsibility."

After hearing this, Wang Baoguo and several other villagers were so angry that their lungs almost exploded.

Not long after, Wang Jianguo and his brother were sent out.

"Uncle San, he didn't tell the truth. We had agreed to work 12 hours a day. Recently, Chen Zhanpeng has extended his working hours by another 3 hours because he has to rush to deliver goods. He works 15 hours a day, which means he doesn't have much time left for eating, resting, and sleeping."

"I just took a nap, but Chen Zhanpeng, the loser, immediately took advantage of the situation and said that I caused him serious financial losses and wanted to deduct my salary for that month."

"Jianjun spoke a few fair words for me, and his salary was also deducted."

"They bullied me like this, so I told other workers not to work for these black-hearted bastards. Chen Zhanpeng immediately tried to catch me, and then hit me on the head with a stick, and that's how I became like this."

Wang Jianguo recounted what had happened in a few words.

Wang Baoguo was about to explode when Fang Lin gave him a warning look.

Fang Lin said calmly, "Boss Chen, thank you for redefining what skin injuries are for me. I wonder how you define fighting in Hong Kong."

"Anyway, here, whoever starts the fight is wrong. You beat someone up like this and still want us to apologize. Don't blame us for being impartial."

"Okay, okay, it's my bad luck."

Feeling that Fang Lin was a cultured and knowledgeable guy, Chen Zhanpeng did not want to cause any more trouble, so he took out his wallet from his pocket, took out ten Hong Kong dollars and threw it on the ground.

"This money should be enough for him to go to the hospital to bandage his wounds. Leave quickly. If you continue to affect our factory's production, I will really go to your local relevant department to complain to you."

"Don't worry, you don't need to complain to the relevant departments. The relevant departments will come to you soon."

Fang Lin supported Wang Jianguo and asked with concern: "Comrade Wang Jianguo, do you feel dizzy, nauseous, or have blurred vision?"

"No... Ouch!"

Wang Jianguo was about to say no when he felt a sudden pain in his foot.

Seeing Wang Baoguo's expression as if he was killing a chicken and cutting its neck, Wang Jianguo quickly changed his words and pretended to be weak.

"Everything I see is double, and I feel sick and want to vomit..."

"This is troublesome!"

Fang Lin said seriously, "Village Chief Wang, my ex-wife is a nurse. I once heard her say that this symptom means the victim has suffered a serious brain injury, most likely a craniocerebral injury."

"At the very least, you will be paralyzed, and at the worst, you may die."

Wang Baoguo cooperated with the acting and acted as if he was shocked and anxious.

Ask whether head injuries can really kill people.

Fang Lin said seriously: "The brain is the most delicate organ in the human body. Let alone being hit by a stick, even if it hits the door frame, it could kill people on the spot."

"Hmph! Stop acting in front of me. Your tricks are too crude. When I was in society, you didn't even know where you were starving."

Looking at Fang Lin and Wang Baoguo's tricks, how could Chen Zhanpeng not know that this was an exaggeration.

It just means you have to pay more.

"Name a price. How much can make you leave?"

"Fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars."

"How many?!"

Chen Zhanpeng's eyes widened instantly and he shouted, "Country bumpkin! Are you crazy because of poverty? Fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars? Do you know how much it costs to buy a life in Hong Kong?"

"I tell you, it only costs 30,000 Hong Kong dollars to put a person in a wheelchair for life."

Fang Lin immediately understood why Chen Zhanpeng dared to be so arrogant.

It turns out he has a community background.

"I didn't expect Boss Chen to be such a gangster. I'm so sorry."

Fang Lin bowed and said, "I wonder which gang you are in in Hong Kong City, the Winning Streak or the Number Gang?"

Chen Zhanpeng took a deep breath and looked at Fang Lin in front of him again.

Where did this young man come from? How come he knows so much about the major gangs in Hong Kong?

"Have you been to Hong Kong?"

Chen Zhanpeng asked calmly.

“Whether I’ve been there or not doesn’t seem to have a direct connection with this matter.”

Fang Lin walked up to Chen Zhanpeng and said in a playful voice, "Boss Chen is a man of the underworld. It is only natural that he is arrogant and domineering and looks down on others."

"If the local authorities in Pengcheng knew that you were from the underworld, would they still treat you as a distinguished guest?"

"Stop spitting bloody words at me. I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

Chen Zhanpeng gritted his teeth and refuted: "I don't understand what you are talking about. I have nothing to do with the society."

"Just check and you'll know if there's any connection."

Fang Lin said, "I happen to have a few friends in Hong Kong City. These friends are also quite wealthy. Hong Kong City is a money-oriented society. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't accomplish."

"I wonder if I can get a thorough investigation of Mr. Chen's background with three thousand Hong Kong dollars or five thousand Hong Kong dollars?"

With every word Fang Lin spoke, Chen Zhanpeng's face became more tense.

"Boss Chen is bullying people without fear. I guess he knows that a large-scale crime cleanup has just been carried out in the area. But has Boss Chen ever thought about this? Since it is a public security cleanup, there will definitely be no distinction between different levels."

"Criminals from the mainland will be brought to justice, and I'm afraid that the evildoers from outside will not be spared either."

Beads of sweat appeared on Chen Zhanpeng's forehead.

The two men spoke in Cantonese, and Wang Baoguo and others could hear it clearly.

Wang Baoguo had heard some inside stories about the local gangs in Hong Kong.

Having been the village chief for many years and managing a village of thousands of people, Wang Baoguo's vision and intelligence are no worse than those of city dwellers.

I understand that Fang Lin is threatening Chen Zhanpeng to compromise.

"You guys in the Hong Kong community have a saying that is a golden rule: You can't cross the river without being a fierce dragon. Now that you've come here and the local authorities are coaxing you, do you really think you're a fierce dragon?"

"Don't forget that this is the mainland, not Hong Kong. The trick of using the power of others to bully others may work here temporarily, but it won't work forever!"

Suddenly, Fang Lin's expression suddenly changed. He pointed at Chen Zhanpeng's nose and scolded him, "You are a gang member, a low-class person, and you dare to come here to show off your power. Who gave you the courage?"

"Fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars will be used as medical expenses. If you are reluctant to spend the money, no problem. We'll see. I will only bring a few people to see you today, so I'm not afraid of you playing tricks."

"In addition to paying 50,000 yuan to the injured, we also need to pay another 50,000 Hong Kong dollars to compensate Wangjia Village. You Hong Kong people care about face, and we mainlanders also care about face."