After breaking up with my boyfriend, I made a fortune and rose rapidly in my career.

As Chen Ping listened to the good news on the phone, a rare smile appeared on his lips.

This joy didn't last even half an hour.

The convoy of trucks traveled along the secondary highway from the dock to the construction site. The road conditions were average, and there wasn't much traffic. The drivers were relaxed, chatting on their walkie-talkies about where to go for a drink that evening.

At the bend ahead, red and blue police lights flashed.

Several traffic police patrol cars lined up, blocking half of the narrow road. A dozen or so traffic police officers wearing reflective vests were quickly setting up roadblocks, and a temporary checkpoint was soon completed.

The lead truck driver, experienced as he was, glanced at the commotion and muttered into his walkie-talkie, "What's going on? Why are they checking so strictly today?"

But he didn't pay much attention, since his vehicle had all the necessary paperwork and wasn't overloaded.

But when his car was the first one stopped, he knew something was wrong.

A traffic police captain with a high rank personally led a team forward. He walked around the car, then took out a flashlight and shone it directly on the tires.

"Uneven tire tread wear poses a safety hazard." The captain's voice was stern. "Bring me your driver's license and vehicle registration. Impound the vehicle. You can only drive it on the road after the repairs are completed."

The driver was completely stunned.

What kind of excuse is that? Isn't it normal for construction vehicles to have some tire wear?

Guo Xiaojun, who was in the convoy, was also dumbfounded.

Next, the second car was stopped because its taillight cover was cracked. The third car was even more outrageous; the driver said the license plate was obscured by mud and couldn't be seen.

One by one, these seemingly absurd reasons were presented, yet somehow found some basis in the regulations.

In no time, a whole row of heavy trucks were stopped on the side of the road.

"Comrades, what are you doing!"

Guo Xiaojun's hands and feet went cold when he saw this. He rushed forward and questioned the traffic police captain, "We are vehicles from the Jinshuiwan project, and our paperwork is complete. Why are you deliberately targeting us?"

The traffic police captain didn't even lift his eyelids, slowly pulling a copy of the "Road Traffic Safety Law" from his pocket. He tapped the cover with his finger, his tone icy: "We are acting in accordance with the law. If there's a problem with your car, we have to investigate. If you have any objections, you can apply for administrative reconsideration."

The traffic police captain said that, but his officers didn't even look at the other cars passing by; all their attention was focused on the convoy of vehicles from the Jinshuiwan project.

The drivers and workers at the scene were so angry that their faces turned red, and their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but there was nothing they could do.

The other party was wearing a uniform and holding regulations; who would dare to do anything to them?

A dozen or so trucks were lined up in a long queue, stuck on the road, and none of them could get through. The road to the dock was also blocked.

Guo Xiaojun's hands and feet were ice cold. He shakily took out his phone and dialed Chen Pingfang's number, his voice already trembling with tears.

"Director! It's over! Everything's over!"

"Zhao Decai... he mobilized the traffic police! Under the guise of cracking down on overloading and conducting safety inspections, they cut off the road from our dock to the construction site!"

"This is fucking killing us!"

Inside the command center, everyone's faces looked even uglier than when the supply was cut off.

If supplies are cut off, we can still find ways to get them from other places. But now, the road has been legally blocked, and nobody can get through!

A dozen minutes later, Chen Ping's car arrived at the scene.

Everyone assumed he would be just as anxious as Guo Xiaojun, or busy making phone calls to pull strings.

But Chen Ping simply opened the car door and coldly glanced at the impounded cars and the arrogant traffic policeman.

Chen Ping walked over to Guo Xiaojun, patted him on the shoulder, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Old Guo, don't argue with them, it's useless."

Guo Xiaojun was taken aback.

Chen Ping turned around and calmly assigned tasks: "Send a few people, with paper, pens, and cell phones, to that intersection over there."

His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced everyone around him.

"One team meticulously recorded the license plate number of each impounded vehicle, the driver's name, the reason for the impoundment, and the police officer's identification number. They also took clear photos with their phones to preserve evidence."

"Second group, go to the other side of the road and give me a count of all the vehicles that have crossed the intersection since now, and how many have been stopped and checked. I need precise data."

This move stunned everyone present.

We're being choked, why are you still concerned about this?

The traffic police captain also noticed the commotion. He watched as the group from Jinshui Bay remained calm and quiet, instead taking out paper and pen to register and tally the data, and a strange unease crept into his heart.

What does this guy surnamed Chen want?

Half an hour later.

Guo Xiaojun personally handed two sets of newly compiled data to Chen Pingfang.

Chen Ping took the two pieces of paper and walked directly to the traffic police captain who was standing next to him with his arms crossed and a cold smile on his face.

He handed the notes in his hand directly to the other person and read them aloud in a calm tone:

"Captain Zhang, right? In the past half hour, a total of 21 vehicles came from the direction of our dock. You intercepted them all, achieving a 100% detection rate."

Chen Ping paused for a moment, then looked up at the other person.

"Of the 114 other vehicles coming from the other side of the road, you only stopped two, a detection rate of 1.7 percent."

Chen Ping put away the record sheet, stared sharply into the other person's eyes, and said, word by word, "Article 4 of the Administrative Penalty Law stipulates that administrative penalties must be fair and transparent. Captain Zhang, this is not called administering according to law; this is called selective enforcement."

The phrase "selective enforcement" sent a chill down the spine of the traffic police captain.

Chen Pingfang's voice remained calm: "You used the guise of law enforcement to maliciously obstruct a key provincial project. If this accusation is leveled against you, let alone a mere branch captain like yourself, even those backing you up might not be able to withstand it, right?"

The traffic police captain's face turned deathly pale instantly. Large beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The traffic police officers behind him, who had been quite arrogant, all stopped what they were doing and hesitated when they heard the words "selective enforcement" and "malicious obstruction of key provincial projects."

The traffic police captain was speechless after being questioned like that, feeling like he was having trouble breathing. His lips trembled for a long time before he finally managed to say, "I...I was just doing my duty! If you have any objections, you can...you can take legal action!"

He was still being defiant, but his arrogance had vanished, and his voice trembled without him even realizing it.

Chen Ping gave a cold laugh, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

The deadlock continues, and the road ahead remains blocked.

But when the news reached the command center, everyone understood Chen Pingfang's intentions.

Chen Ping seized upon the other party's weakness, turning a power-based obstruction into evidence of their illegal actions.

The crisis is not over yet, but the counterattack has already begun.