Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

The excruciating pain in his wrist contorted Ouyang Feng's face like a crumpled piece of paper.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been arrogant and domineering in Ningzhou. When has he ever suffered such a loss?

The numbing effect of alcohol, combined with the shame and humiliation of being publicly humiliated, completely overwhelmed his remaining rationality. Like a mad dog enraged, even though his hands were restrained, he continued to frantically spew venom from his mouth.

"Let go! Do you even know who I am?"

"My father is Ouyang Zhen! Vice Chairman of the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference! A veteran of Ningzhou!"

"My grandfather was Ouyang Lie! He was a veteran revolutionary who carried a gun and crossed the river! Even the current municipal party secretary has to respectfully address him as 'Commander' when he sees him!"

Ouyang Feng roared hysterically, spittle flying everywhere, trying to crush this ignorant poor boy in front of him like a mountain with his illustrious titles.

"You dare touch me? Believe me, one phone call from me and I can leave you lying dead in the street! I'll make sure your whole family never has a moment's peace!"

The surrounding guests' expressions changed upon hearing these names.

Ouyang Zhen, Ouyang Lie.

In Ningzhou, these are indeed two prestigious figures. One is a powerful figure currently in charge, and the other is an old father-in-law whose influence still lingers. With these two mountains pressing down on them, let alone an ordinary person, even a typical division-level cadre would find it hard to breathe.

Many people's gazes toward Liu Ming had shifted from watching a spectacle to feeling pity, or even as if they were looking at a dead person.

Why mess with the mad dogs of the Ouyang family?

Now, even a god can't save him.

Nangong Yao's face paled slightly. Although she wasn't afraid of the Ouyang family, she didn't want to cause Liu Ming such a big trouble because of herself.

She was about to speak up to help when she felt Liu Ming's hand, which was holding her arm, gently pat her.

This reassured her.

Looking at the arrogant, cowardly, and foul-mouthed spoiled brat in front of him, Liu Ming showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, she revealed a hint of mockery, as if she had heard a funny joke.

"Ouyang Zhen? Ouyang Lie?"

Liu Ming chewed on the two names as if he were tasting two expired cookies.

"The reputation is indeed impressive; it's enough to scare ordinary people."

He suddenly let go.

Caught off guard, Ouyang Feng staggered back several steps, almost falling to the ground. He clutched his swollen wrist, about to call for security to intervene, but Liu Ming's next words froze him in place.

"However, Deputy Secretary Ouyang."

Liu Ming took a step forward, her voice low but clear enough to penetrate Ouyang Feng's ears, each word sounding as if it were encased in ice.

"Do you really think your family's finances are clean?"

"Wh...what do you mean?" Ouyang Feng felt a sudden panic, his eyes flickering.

Liu Ming's lips curled slightly, and his eyes became deep and dangerous, as if they could see through people's hearts.

"In 1998, Ningzhou No. 1 Textile Factory underwent restructuring."

Liu Ming raised the first finger.

"I think the person in charge of the restructuring was your father, Ouyang Zhen, right? That sudden fire destroyed all the accounting books in the finance office and also wiped out the resettlement funds for more than two thousand workers. In the end, that piece of land was sold to a shell company for a pittance. The legal representative of that company was, I think, your mother's distant cousin?"

"boom!"

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in Ouyang Feng's mind, and his face turned deathly pale instantly!

This matter is an absolute taboo for the Ouyang family! It was their family's "first pot of gold" that made them rich, but it was also a Damocles' sword hanging over their heads.

How did he know?

Before he could react, Liu Ming raised a second finger.

"In 2005, the old street in the south of the city was demolished."

"Because the compensation agreement couldn't be reached, a vicious assault occurred, and one of the holdout residents was beaten into a vegetative state. I think your father was in charge of mediating at the time? Later, the assailant took the blame and was sentenced to three years. After his release, he suddenly had a villa and two million yuan in savings."

"Where did this money come from?"

Liu Ming's voice was calm and even, yet it pressed on relentlessly, taking a step forward with each sentence.

Ouyang Feng retreated step by step, cold sweat pouring down his face, his eyes filled with unprecedented terror.

"You...you're talking nonsense! This is slander! It's a rumor!"

His voice trembled as he retorted with bluster, but his pale face and trembling legs betrayed his inner fear.

"Whether it's a rumor or not, you know it in your heart, and your old man knows it even better."

Liu Ming stopped and looked down at him, her eyes filled with an indifferent air of complete control.

"Your grandfather, Ouyang Lie, was indeed an old revolutionary, worthy of respect. But if he knew that his descendants rose to power through such bloody means, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would jump out of his wheelchair?"

"Ouyang Feng, one should be humble."

"In this world, some files are locked in cabinets, but some files..."

Liu Ming pointed to her head and gave a meaningful smile.

"It is remembered in people's hearts."

"Compare your background to mine? Compare your trump cards?"

"Call your old man over and ask him if he dares to bet with me on this? If he dares to let me dig up these old grievances and put them to the test?"

Dead silence.

The entire lobby was deathly silent.

Although those around them couldn't hear exactly what Liu Ming said, they could see Ouyang Feng's reaction.

The usually arrogant young master Ouyang was now like a plucked quail, trembling all over, covered in cold sweat, his mouth open but unable to utter a complete sentence.

fear.

That was the ultimate fear of the unknown power.

Ouyang Feng couldn't understand why this poor boy dressed in cheap clothes knew so much about the Ouyang family's dark history of how they rose to power. These things had clearly been handled very cleanly, and even many leaders in the city didn't know about them!

Is it...

Was he sent down from above to investigate the case?

Or is he a front man for some truly powerful figure?

Regardless of the possibility, neither of them is someone a spoiled brat who relies on his father's legacy to bully.

"What's wrong? Not saying anything?"

Looking at his cowardly appearance, Liu Ming showed little interest.

"Don't want to drink anymore? Don't want me to leave?"

"I..." Ouyang Feng swallowed, feeling his throat was incredibly dry.

He glanced at the onlookers around him, then at Liu Ming's all-knowing eyes, and knew that he was doomed to fail today.

If we keep arguing like this, and this madman actually spills those things in public, the disciplinary committee will be at his house for a chat tomorrow!

"Fine... you win!"

Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, trying his best to maintain the last bit of face.

"The mountains may not move, but the water will! We'll see!"

After saying that, he didn't even bother with the internet celebrity-looking beauty anymore. He turned around and left, his steps hurried and somewhat disheveled. He even almost tripped over the threshold when he went out.

The flashy Lamborghini roared to life and vanished into the night in an instant, as if fleeing for its life.

A potential conflict was thus averted with just a few words from Liu Ming.

The guests in the lobby looked at each other in bewilderment, and their gazes toward Liu Ming had completely changed.

This young man is unfathomable; he managed to frighten Ouyang Feng to this extent!

"Are you alright?"

Liu Ming turned around and looked at Nangong Yao, who was still somewhat dazed beside her. The coldness on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by a gentle expression.

"He... he just left like that?"

Nangong Yao blinked, seemingly still in disbelief. She knew Ouyang Feng's character all too well; he was like a stubborn plaster, once it stuck on, it was impossible to get rid of. How could he have given in so easily today?

"What else? Are you going to stay and treat us to a late-night snack?"

Liu Ming smiled, reached out and tidied her slightly messy hair, her tone as relaxed as if she had just swatted away an annoying fly.

"don’t worry."

"This kind of guy can only bully others by relying on his power. Once he encounters someone tougher than him, or someone who finds his weakness, he's more cowardly than anyone else."

"This kind of fly..."

Liu Ming glanced at the pitch-black night outside the door, a faint hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

"It won't last long. It'll disappear soon."

Nangong Yao looked at him, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

This man.

Not only can it protect her from the wind and rain, but it can also solve those seemingly powerful troubles without bloodshed.

That composure in strategizing, that domineering presence in controlling the overall situation.

It's really... so captivating.

"Let's go."

Liu Ming naturally took her hand and walked towards the elevator.

"We haven't even had a drink yet! Tonight, we're not leaving until we're drunk!"