Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

The heavy metal music on the other end of the phone was deafening, mixed with Shen Wanshan's unsettling shrill laughter.

"Young Master Bai, don't you like rock and roll? It's an art form that can only be understood when you're in a state of extreme excitement." Shen Wanshan seemed to be chewing on something, making a crunching sound. "I heard you just gave those peasants five million? Tsk tsk, that's quite a generous gesture. But Young Master Bai, this Red Star Factory is a place with excellent feng shui, it's just... prone to attracting disaster."

Bai Jingyou stood in the shadow of the abandoned factory, calmly watching the workers excitedly counting their money not far away.

"Young Master Shen, please speak frankly. My hearing isn't very good, and I can't stand dogs barking."

"Hahahaha! You've got guts!" Shen Wanshan laughed even louder, his voice suddenly dropping to a sinister tone. "Bai Jingyou, my brother and I are different. He cares about face, about the Shen family's reputation. I'm different. I only care about how to make people uncomfortable. You can take the land of Hongxing Factory, but you can't build it. I've prepared a little gift for you, it will be delivered in ten minutes, remember to sign for it."

"Beep beep beep"

The phone hangs up.

Bai Jingyou stared at his phone screen, the playful smile on his lips gradually fading.

[This madman is interesting.]

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mengyao sensed that something was off and asked softly.

"It's nothing. The Shen family just got a new doorman, and this one's more prone to biting people." Bai Jingyou put away his phone, turned to Chen Mo, and said, "Pass the word down that the workers shouldn't leave immediately after they get paid. I have something to say. Also, have the construction team and renovation company we contacted arrived yet?"

Chen Mo glanced at his watch: "We agreed to meet at 3 PM, we should be arriving soon."

Just then, Chen Mo's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone, and his face instantly turned extremely ugly.

"What? You're not coming? Breach of contract penalty? We have to pay you a breach of contract penalty?"

Chen Mo yelled a few words into the phone, but the call was immediately disconnected. Then, another call came in.

"Power company? Line maintenance? Why now of all times for maintenance? And it'll take half a month?!"

Chen Mo held his phone, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He looked at Bai Jingyou, his voice hoarse: "Boss, something's happened. All three construction teams that were originally scheduled have backed out at the last minute, preferring to pay compensation rather than come. Also, the factory's power supply was just cut off, and the waterworks sent a letter saying a pipe has ruptured and the water supply has been stopped."

Jiang Mengyao frowned: "Is this Shen Wanshan's method? Cutting off the water, electricity, and people, he's trying to trap us here to die."

"That's the difference between a mad dog and a hypocrite." Bai Jingyou wasn't surprised, and even had the leisure to tuck Jiang Mengyao's wind-blown hair behind her ear. "Shen Qianzhong still cares about table manners and wants to play me to death within the rules. Shen Wanshan doesn't care about any of that; he just wants to overturn the table and make sure I can't eat either."

"What do we do now?" Chen Mo was pacing anxiously. "Without water and electricity, without a construction team, this factory is just a pile of waste bricks. And once this news gets out, other construction teams in Beijing definitely won't dare to take our jobs. The Shen family has too much influence locally."

"Local forces?"

Bai Jingyou chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, but didn't light it; he just held it to his nose and smelled it.

"The Shen family does have some influence in the capital, but this is not a place for them to speak."

Bai Jingyou took out his phone and found a number saved as "Ye".

Bai Jingyou pressed the dial button.

The phone rang once and was answered.

A languid, slightly aloof female voice rang out: "Bai Jingyou? What a rare guest. I thought you'd never need this favor in your life."

"Miss Ye is joking." Bai Jingyou said calmly, "Human relationships are like bank deposits; they depreciate over time and only have value when they circulate."

"Heh, still so mercenary." Ye Lingqing seemed to be trimming her nails; the faint sound of scissors came through the receiver. "So, what's the trouble you've run into? Is it that crazy guy from the Shen family who just took over?"

"It seems Miss Ye is very well-informed."

"There are no secrets in the capital," Ye Lingqing said calmly. "Shen Wanshan has declared that anyone who dares to take on work from the Red Star Factory is going against the Shen family. No local construction team dares to cross that line."

"So I'd like to ask Miss Ye for a favor." Bai Jingyou looked at the desolate factory area in front of him. "I need a construction team. They need to be fast, good, and most importantly, they need to be the kind of team that Shen Wanshan, that madman, wouldn't even dare to look at."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a soft laugh.

"Bai Jingyou, you really are a bastard. Are you trying to use my name to intimidate the Shen family?"

"It's just a win-win situation. The sooner my factory is built, the sooner the batch of specially supplied equipment that Miss Ye wants can be produced."

"Deal." Ye Lingqing's voice became crisp and decisive. "The person should be at the door in half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Jingyou waved to Chen Mo: "Go and open the door wide to welcome our distinguished guest."

Chen Mo looked completely bewildered: "Boss, half an hour? What company can send someone over that quickly? And it's rush hour right now..."

"Just wait and see."

Twenty minutes later.

A deep rumble broke the silence of the western suburbs.

The earth trembled slightly.

Chen Mo and Jiang Mengyao subconsciously looked towards the end of the road, and then their pupils suddenly contracted.

There were no fancy commercial vehicles, nor were there any disorganized migrant worker teams.

Two rows of dark green heavy trucks stood in neat rows, rolling over the gravel road like a steel torrent.

Behind this convoy were even two SUVs with special license plates. Although the warning lights on their roofs were not lit, the menacing aura they exuded could be felt from a great distance.

"This...this is..." Chen Mo stammered.

This isn't just a construction team; it's practically half an engineering corps!

One of the best construction companies in the country, and one of the most reputable brands!

The convoy stopped at the entrance of the Hongxing Factory in perfect unison.

A dark-skinned man with a buzz cut, wearing camouflage training uniform, jumped out of the lead SUV.

He strode up to Bai Jingyou and snapped to attention with a salute. Although he was dressed in civilian clothes, his demeanor was impossible to hide.

"Mr. Bai, right? This is my identification."

The man handed over a small notebook, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

Bai Jingyou took it, glanced at it, and smiled as he returned it: "Thank you for your hard work. However, the conditions here are basic; the water and electricity have been cut off..."

"That's a local matter, not our concern." The man grinned, revealing a set of white teeth and exuding an air of dominance. "We have our own generators and water trucks. As for the power lines, my men will connect a temporary military line within ten minutes. Anyone who dares to cut off our power, I'll take my men to dismantle their substation."

Chen Mo's legs went weak as he listened.

That's too brutal.

This is simply a case of being outmatched!

Shen Wanshan hired some thugs to cut off the water and electricity, while Bai Jingyou directly brought in the special forces from the infrastructure-obsessed country!

"That will trouble you." Bai Jingyou extended his hand. "Regarding the construction period..."

"As long as the blueprints are ready, we'll build the pyramids for you, no matter what." The man gripped Bai Jingyou's hand with surprising force. "Miss Ye instructed that if this job isn't done well, I'll have to write a self-criticism when I get back."

At the man's command, hundreds of workers wearing safety helmets and uniforms quickly disembarked, and various heavy machinery began to enter the site.

The few informants that Shen Wanshan had arranged to block the intersection, who were just a few thugs riding motorcycles, were so frightened by this scene that they dropped their cigarettes and turned their motorcycles around to flee in a frenzy.

Are you kidding me?

Why would you want to cause trouble for these ruthless guys who drive heavy trucks and even operate excavators? Do you have a death wish?

Bai Jingyou looked at the bustling construction site, took out his phone, and took a picture.

In the photo, the truck stands out against the backdrop of ruins being leveled.

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Recipient: Shen Wanshan.

Postscript: [Young Master Shen, your gift was too meager, so I had to find someone to add some dishes myself. This construction crew has a bad temper; I suggest your dog keep quiet, or it might get beaten to death.]

……

Shen's old house.

Shen Wanshan was lying on a leather sofa with his feet on the coffee table, playing with an exquisite scalpel in his hand.

My phone vibrated.

He picked it up casually and glanced at it.

"Click."

The scalpel in his hand suddenly slashed through the armrest of the leather sofa, leaving a long gash.

Shen Wanshan stared intently at the photo, his eyes instantly becoming bloodshot.

"Ye Lingqing..."

He squeezed out those words through clenched teeth, his voice like that of a demon crawling out of hell.

He never expected that Bai Jingyou would actually be able to get in touch with the Ye family!

This is no longer business competition; this is using power to oppress others!

"Good...very good..."

Shen Wanshan suddenly slammed his phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

But instead of flying into a rage, he clutched his stomach and burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"Interesting! Very interesting! Bai Jingyou, I thought you were just a cunning businessman, but I didn't expect you to enjoy playing these power games too!"

He leaped up from the sofa, stepping barefoot onto the shards of glass, blood seeping out, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain.

"Since you want to play big, then I'll play along!"

Shen Wanshan grabbed the landline on the table and dialed a number.

"Hello, it's me."

His voice regained its eerie calm, tinged with a chilling excitement.

"Keep an eye on Bai Jingyou's equipment procurement list. He has people building factories; I want to see what use an empty shell is without core equipment!"

……

Hongxing Factory Area.

With the roar of heavy machinery, the once lifeless factory area seemed to be injected with a powerful stimulant.

Jiang Mengyao stood beside Bai Jingyou, watching the busy figures, her heart filled with awe.

"You knew Shen Wanshan would pull this stunt?"

"You guessed half of it." Bai Jingyou turned around, his gaze falling on the rows of old factory buildings being demolished in the distance. "Shen Wanshan is a madman, but he's not stupid. Cutting off the water and electricity is just an appetizer for disgusting people; his real killer move is yet to come."

"later?"

"Building a factory is just the shell; the core of a digital factory is chips and precision machine tools." Bai Jingyou's eyes were deep. "The domestic high-end equipment channels are mostly controlled by a few established families. Although the Shen family is outnumbered, they can still control our supply chain."

"So what do we do?"

Bai Jingyou smiled but did not answer directly.