Handong: Sha Li wants political achievements? I'll shut down the entire province.

Hou Liangping zipped up his black windbreaker and pulled his baseball cap down low.

He was like a ghost that couldn't see the light of day, hiding behind the green belt in the Xindafeng Factory Welfare Community in Jingzhou.

A few days ago, he took off the prosecutor's uniform that he was so proud of.

But he didn't leave Handong, nor did he return to the capital to face his wife Zhong Xiaoai's face, which was full of disappointment.

He couldn't swallow this insult.

Through the gaps in the bushes, Hou Liangping looked at the upscale residential area in front of him, his back teeth grinding together.

Is this some kind of factory?

The smooth plastic running track, the central musical fountain, and even the streetlights exude the luxurious feel of a high-end residential community.

Workers in uniform walked by in twos and threes, carrying roast geese packed from the free canteen.

Everyone had a smile on their face, chatting and laughing, and some were even humming a little tune.

Hou Liangping clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into the flesh of his palms.

"Sugar-coated bullets! It's all a capitalist brainwashing trick!"

He spat, his eyes flashing with a fanatical, almost insane light.

The authorities are paralyzed, and the law can't control Yan Qingfeng, so let's mobilize the masses!

As long as the anger of the working class is ignited, this giant ship named Lingxiao will still sink.

Today, he's here to be the fuse that ignites the fire.

Hou Liangping crouched down and followed the wall all the way to the logistics warehouse area.

In the distance, he spotted a familiar figure.

The man was wearing a wrinkled blue overall and was squatting next to a pile of cardboard boxes, smoking in silence.

A shiny bald head and shifty eyes.

Who else could it be but Cai Chenggong?

The former owner of the Dafeng Factory, who was once worth tens of millions, has now been relegated here by Yan Qingfeng to manage the warehouse. He must be harboring a lot of bad intentions.

Hou Liangping's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope for turning the tide.

He glanced around and, seeing no one was nearby, darted over.

He grabbed Cai Chenggong by the back of his collar and dragged him into a dark corner at the back of the warehouse.

"Holy crap! Who is it?! Robbery!"

Cai Chenggong was so frightened that he shuddered and burned the back of his hand with the half-smoked cigarette butt, causing him to shake his hand in pain.

He turned his head, saw the person's face clearly, and was immediately stunned.

"Director Hou...?"

Cai Chenggong stared wide-eyed as he looked Hou Liangping up and down. Hou Liangping was dressed in casual clothes and had a scruffy beard.

"Oh my, Director Hou, where are you going on a field assignment to experience life, dressed like that?"

"Shut up!"

Hou Liangping gave a low shout, then nervously looked around.

"Old Cai, don't try to be clever with me. I know you're suffering inside."

Cai Chenggong patted the dust off his trousers and rolled his eyes.

"What's so bad about me? I'm in charge of the logistics warehouse now, and I make 18,000 yuan a month, plus all the social insurance and housing fund contributions."

He curled his lip, adopting an attitude of "a dead pig doesn't fear boiling water."

Hou Liangping grabbed Cai Chenggong's shoulder with a frighteningly strong grip.

"You were bribed for 18,000? Old Cai, you're the factory manager of Dafeng Factory!"

Hou Liangping's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at him.

"Yan Qingfeng forced you to buy and sell, seized your property, and treated you like a servant!"

"Look at all those skyscrapers outside! They were built by sucking the blood of you workers!"

Hou Liangping's tone was impassioned and passionate, just like when he brainwashed corrupt officials in the interrogation room.

Cai Chenggong winced as his hand was pinched, and quickly shook it off.

"Director Hou, don't talk nonsense. Master Yan is very generous with the money. This is called acquisition, not bloodsucking."

"You don't know anything!"

Hou Liangping was so anxious that the veins on his neck bulged out.

"That's called a monopolistic capitalist trap! He's giving you high welfare benefits now to lull you into a false sense of security!"

He leaned close to Cai Chenggong's ear, his voice low and menacing.

"Once he completely monopolizes all industries in Handong, you'll be like meat on a chopping board, ready to be chopped however he wants!"

Cai Chenggong's eyes darted around twice.

This shrewd man could easily see through the hidden meaning in Hou Liangping's words.

"So what do you mean?"

Hou Liangping took a deep breath and tossed out the prepared pie.

"Old Cai, you're quick-witted and highly respected among the veteran workers at Dafeng Factory."

"Go and incite everyone to unfurl banners and cause trouble in front of the Lingxiao Building!"

Cai Chenggong was so frightened that he gasped and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no! Director Hou, please spare me! Do you think I'd risk my life to go and cause trouble for Master Yan?"

"What are you afraid of! I'll cover for you!"

Hou Liangping pulled a voice recorder out of his pocket and shoved it into Cai Chenggong's hand.

"You don't need to really fight, just make a big splash and it would be best if you could provide some false evidence."

His eyes revealed a madness that knew no bounds.

"Just say that Yan Qingfeng illegally restricted the workers' personal freedom, forced them to work, and deducted their wages!"

"Once this fire starts, I will represent the country in petitioning the capital to dismantle this mountain of capitalism!"

Hou Liangping patted his chest and made a solemn vow.

"When the time comes, the land and factory of Dafeng Factory will be returned to you by the government!"

Cai Chenggong stared at the recorder in his hand and swallowed hard.

Give me back Dafeng Factory?

The temptation was simply too great for a businessman like him who had once been successful.

A barely perceptible glint flashed in his cunning little eyes.

"Director Hou, is what you're saying true? You really can give Dafeng Factory back to me?"

Cai Chenggong rubbed his hands together, his expression turning somewhat greedy.

When Hou Liangping saw that he was moved, a weight was finally lifted from his heart.

"I, Hou Liangping, guarantee with my integrity! As long as you take the lead in stirring up trouble in this game, you will be a great hero of Handong after it's all over!"

"Let's do it!"

Cai Chenggong gritted his teeth and stuffed the recording pen tightly into his pocket.

"Director Hou, you just stay here and watch. I, Cai Chenggong, can gather these guys with a single word!"

He patted his chest and guaranteed it, then turned and ran towards the workers' canteen outside the warehouse.

He walked quickly, like a pawn rushing to collect his reward.

Hou Liangping watched Cai Chenggong's retreating figure, his whole body trembling with excitement.

He hid himself tightly in the shadows of the corner, rubbing his hands together until his palms were covered in sweat.

"Go ahead, go ahead and cause trouble."

Hou Liangping grinned in a twisted smile, like a madman possessed.

"Yan Qingfeng, do you really think you're invincible? The people can support a boat, but they can also capsize it!"

He stared expectantly in the direction of the cafeteria, straining his ears.

He'll just have to wait for that thunderous strike roar to pierce the sky, then he can grab his recording pen and head straight back to the capital to lodge a complaint with the emperor.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes have passed.

The cafeteria was quiet; not even the sound of bowls being smashed or arguments could be heard.

Hou Liangping frowned, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

"That old fox, is he just dawdling over his work?"

He poked half his head out, just about to sneak over and check the situation.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the entrance of the cafeteria.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight burly security guards, carrying stun batons on their backs, walked out of the gate.

Leading the way was Cai Chenggong, the very man who had promised to incite the workers.

Cai Chenggong, his face full of obsequiousness, repeatedly nodded and bowed to the security captain behind him.

He stretched out his short, stubby finger and pointed from a distance to the corner where Hou Liangping was hiding.

Then, in a hoarse voice, he shouted something that terrified Hou Liangping.

"Captain! It's that bastard! He sneaked into our community in the middle of the night, practically forcing me to rebel against Master Yan!"