In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

After leaving the government compound.

Lin Zhiyuan then went to a small village under the jurisdiction of Jingzhou, where there lived an old man with so many medals that he couldn't wear them all on his chest. After the liberation of the country, he resigned from all his posts, returned to his hometown, and was content with an ordinary life.

In the old man's words, he was just a common soldier who couldn't read a single word except how to hold a gun, and he didn't know how to manage. Why did he have to occupy a position? That was irresponsible to the people. It was like overthrowing one mountain and then rebuilding another on the people's shoulders.

Jingzhou, the Discipline Inspection Commission's interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, Zheng Xipo sat in a chair, his body curled up in a ball, looking very frightened, but his eyes were filled with deep vigilance.

Zheng Xipo was the chairman of the labor union at Dafeng Factory. Throughout the Dafeng Factory incident, he was the workers' spokesperson and the primary leader of the workers' resistance against the demolition.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Governor Lin."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"On behalf of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee, I, Li Dakang, solemnly assure the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government that we will thoroughly investigate the Dafeng Factory matter and will absolutely not let any evildoer who harms the people of Jingzhou go unpunished."

Li Dakang only put away the phone after hearing no sound from the other end, his face still bearing the lingering look of flattery and obsequiousness.

click!

Li Dakang suppressed all his emotions and transformed back into the ruthless and authoritative figure of Jingzhou before pushing open the interrogation room door.

"Secretary Li!"

Zhang Shuli and the two disciplinary committee members who accompanied him on the interrogation quickly stood up to greet them.

"I have a few questions to ask. Comrade Shuli, you are responsible for taking notes."

Li Dakang said coldly.

The murderous, dead fish eyes were already fixed on Zheng Xipo in the interrogation chair. It was this bastard who had forced Zheng, a local veteran who had served as the secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee and a member of the Provincial Party Committee for nearly four years, to bow down and submit to Lin Zhiyuan, the executive vice governor who had only been in Handong for two days.

"Zheng Xipo, chairman of the labor union at Dafeng Factory?"

Li Dakang's voice was icy cold. "On behalf of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee, I have three questions for you."

"First, who organized and led this violent resistance to the demolition? You, Tsai Cheng-gong, or someone else?"

"Secondly, you have tens of thousands of shares in Dafeng Factory, which have been paying dividends for years. However, we checked your bank statements and found that your dividends are significantly higher than the normal dividends for all the shares. The extra dividends were all deposited into the same bank card immediately after being credited to your account, and that card is under your son Zheng Shengli's name."

"Third, we found your signature as an employee representative on the equity pledge document for the bridge loan between Dafeng Factory and Shanshui Group."

Li Dakang didn't give Zheng Xipo enough time to react, throwing out three questions at once.

"Think it through before you speak properly."

"We have confirmed from other workers that you were the primary organizer and person in charge of the violent resistance to the demolition. Based on this alone, I consulted with President Zhao of the Jingzhou Court, and it is enough to sentence you to about 15 years."

"Maybe you're an old man and not afraid of going to jail."

"But if the workers outside find out that there's your signature on the share pledge, don't deny it. We've had a handwriting expert from the Municipal Bureau confirm it. Do you think the workers won't tear you and your blond son apart?"

Zheng Xipo's expression changed completely.

"Secretary Li, it wasn't me! I didn't!"

"We are all trying to protect the shares of our fellow workers. We just want to get back the profits that are rightfully ours. It was that bastard Tsai Chenggong and the Shanshui Group who set us up and ruined us."

Zheng Xipo seemed to have grasped at a straw, and kept roaring.

"It's all Cai Chenggong's fault!"

"It was Cai Chenggong who said the workers could use this method to protect their legitimate rights; it was him!"

"Protecting legitimate rights and interests?"

Li Dakang sneered, "You're the union chairman. You signed the document, how could you not know that the shares have been pledged? Dafeng Factory has no legitimate rights whatsoever."

"Twenty tons of gasoline!"

"Do you know what the consequences of a 20-ton gasoline explosion are? That's equivalent to a thousand hand grenades exploding at once, and not just once, but in a chain reaction."

"Within 50 meters, everything will be leveled, people and buildings will be vaporized, and steel structures will be twisted; within 100 meters, houses will collapse, and people inside will have no chance to escape; within 200 meters, the shockwave will kill; within 500 meters, a large number of people will be seriously injured or burned. It will also spread over a large area, with toxic fog and thick smoke affecting a range of several kilometers, paralyzing the entire Jingzhou."

"The first to be killed were the employees of Dafeng Factory, as well as front-line government leaders, police officers, and firefighters."

"Dafeng Factory sold itself out, and now it wants to make the 6.8 million people of Jingzhou pay for your mistakes."

"Your rights are rights, your family is family, but the other people of Jingzhou don't deserve to be called human beings!"

"You really thought I was bluffing when I said I'd sentence you to fifteen years!"

"You bastard!"

Li Dakang braced his hands on the table, his voice growing louder and louder, like a ferocious tiger about to devour someone.

Zheng Xipo completely broke down.

He held his head in his hands, his shoulders trembling violently, and tears seeped through his fingers.

"Secretary Li, we...we were also scammed!"

Zheng Xipo wept uncontrollably.

"Dafeng Factory had taken out bridge loans with Shanshui Group several times before without any problems, so I didn't think much about it when it happened six months ago and just signed the agreement."

"I've let my fellow workers down!"

"Secretary Li, all the blame lies with me. My son... my son was not involved in the Dafeng Factory incident."

"What about bank cards and dividends?"

Li Dakang remained unmoved. This spineless man wasn't regretting his actions; he was simply afraid.

"In 95, Dafeng Factory was reformed from a state-owned enterprise. In order to reassure the workers, Mr. Chen Yanshi bought some shares, which I held on his behalf."

"This was a common phenomenon back then, and it's not unreasonable. Besides, when the organization issued the regulations, Mr. Chen had already retired."

Zheng Xipo hesitated for a long time, but feeling that he wouldn't implicate Chen Yanshi, he gritted his teeth and said.

Chen Yanshi is their only savior right now.

However, the Jingzhou Discipline Inspection Commission has already found the bank card, and it's impossible to hide it any longer, so it's better to confess and receive leniency.

"Is everything recorded?"

Li Dakang turned to look at Zhang Shuli beside him.

"Secretary Li, not a single word is wrong!"

Zhang Shuli presented the interrogation records.

"good!"

"Bring in Eurythmics from Dafeng Factory."

Li Dakang glanced at it and quickly said who the next target was.

In the same location, with the same interrogators, You Ruixing, perhaps influenced by his colleagues, was much calmer than Zheng Xipo.

But he remained relatively calm.

Where is Cai Chenggong?

"Are you and Cai Chenggong aware that Dafeng Factory does not have land ownership rights?"

"What is the current appraised value of Dafeng Factory's assets? How much debt does it owe?"

It was also a series of questions.

"I don't know, and I don't want to say."

Yurui Star is very tough.

"Oh, you're very tight-lipped."

Li Dakang sneered, "Do you think you've made enough money, that sacrificing you will ensure your wife and children live a worry-free life? Or do you want to be like those senior finance professionals at big companies, spending a few years there before having a chance to find a cleaning job with a six-figure salary?"

"I will urge the Jingzhou court to sentence you to a fixed term of 25 years in prison and a fine of tens of millions of yuan for cooperating with Cai Chenggong in falsifying accounts and obtaining 400 million yuan in loans from Jingzhou City Bank and Handong Rural Credit Cooperative."

Yu Ruixing's face turned pale, and her lips trembled.

"Secretary Li, I...I..."

"All I know is that Cai Chenggong went to Beijing, apparently to ask an old classmate for help. That's all I know."

"And...and..."

"Dafeng Factory uses outdated equipment from the previous era. In addition, the shareholders who occupy core positions are getting old and simply cannot accept the new market and new equipment. They continue to maintain the original production model, which has long been a bottomless pit."

"It doesn't make any money at all."

"A garment factory of the same level as Dafeng Factory, not counting the land, just the factory buildings, equipment, raw materials, inventory, and sales channels alone are worth at least 60 million."

"But Dafeng Factory's raw materials are only worth a little money. The clothes it produces are piling up in inventory, and they are not recognized by the current mainstream market, so they can't be sold at all."

"Selling it as a package for 20 million is the absolute maximum."

"That's why Cai Chenggong started eyeing the demolition compensation after he learned about the Guangmingfeng project."