Chapter 128 Disregard

Miao Ziwei's upbringing and personal history could be described as gilded. He stood at the top of the food chain in this cruel society. He wouldn't take organizations like the Tongji Association or Changqing Company seriously. As for the deceased miners, he would, at most, offer condolences, and that was all.

As for the two shots Lu Feng fired, they were even further outside Miao Ziwei's consideration. He didn't even bother going to the mining company himself, simply instructing his subordinates to handle it.

The whole world was chanting about a classless, stratum-free society, claiming that everyone was equal, but this slogan was akin to burying one's head in the sand. Class and stratum were things you could clearly feel at all times.

Sometimes, humanity was truly hypocritical, so hypocritical that it deceived itself, even falling short of ants. Ants at least clearly divided themselves into queens, workers, and commoners, directly telling you who should lead whom.

Moreover, the most tragic contempt and disdain in life weren't the flaunting of wealth and status, nor the endless online debates about wealth disparity, but a genuine, bone-deep disregard.

My disregarding you was more direct and naked than any contempt or disdain.

Lu Feng's reaction after firing two shots at the mining company fully illustrated this disregard. He didn't take Lu Feng's threat to heart at all, didn't even bother talking to him, and instead chose to report the case directly.

…

Downstairs at the main building of Baolong Mining, six or seven black sedans were parked on the roadside. Lu Feng's twenty or thirty brothers were gathered in small groups, talking in low voices.

Soon, the cars of Su Tiannan, Yu Mingyuan, Kong Zheng Hui, and others also arrived. They didn't go upstairs but communicated with Su Tianbei over the phone.

About ten minutes later, the cars of the Shengli District Police Department arrived at the scene, and a dozen police officers stepped upstairs together.

After a short while, Yang Decheng, seeing the arrival of the police, immediately felt a surge of security and jumped up, yelling and cursing, "Lu Feng! You remember this, if you get a single cent within three years, I'll take your surname! I'll let you pretend, I'll drag you down!"

"Put down the gun," one of the police officers shouted at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng put down the gun, his face expressionless as he looked at the leading officer.

"Seriously, didn't you just get out? What are you doing again?" The leading officer asked Lu Feng with a helpless expression, "Do you think the food inside is good? Didn't get enough?"

Lu Feng looked at him, "This time, it's really not for the food."

"Then why? Bored?"

"I'm doing this to put my mind at ease." Lu Feng said calmly, "Forget the handcuffs, I'll go with you!"

"You're the one who fired the gun, right?" the officer asked.

"Yes!" Lu Feng admitted.

"Then there's no problem." The officer immediately shouted to his colleagues, "Send the injured to the hospital, take all the suspects away, and the technical team will check the scene."

The police also gave Lu Feng face, not handcuffing him at all. However, after he walked out of the office, he still turned back to look at Yang Decheng.

"What are you looking at?!" Yang Decheng roared.

"Do you remember what I just told you?" Lu Feng asked.

"…Don't give me that underworld crap! I've mined in war zones, am I afraid of you?" Yang Decheng retorted, seemingly unconvinced.

Lu Feng smiled and nodded, "Just remember it!"

"Alright, let's go!" The officer pushed Lu Feng, leading Su Tianbei and the others downstairs.

Five minutes later, Lu Feng was the first to walk out of the mining company's compound, nodding to his brothers on the roadside, "It's okay, go back, do what you need to do."

No one from Changqing Company came forward, only waving in response to Lu Feng.

On the roadside, Su Tiannan, Yu Mingyuan, and others had also gotten out of their cars.

"Are you okay?" Yu Mingyuan shouted from outside the police cordon.

Su Tianbei turned back and shouted, "It's okay, it was all Brother Feng."

This sentence put Yu Mingyuan and Su Tiannan at ease because if the second-in-command had really fired, it would have been quite troublesome.

Lu Feng bent down and got into the police car, turning his head to shout, "Su Tiannan, if anything happens between the two companies, go to Changqing and talk to Ermao, just discuss it with him!"

Su Tiannan replied, "Got it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the police car left the scene.

Inside the car, the police officer turned his head and asked Lu Feng, "Are you confident? Don't end up getting yourself caught."

"Give me a cigarette!" Lu Feng said to the officer like a friend.

"Damn!" The officer took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Lu Feng, "It's better to reconcile if you can."

"Reconcile??" Lu Feng took a puff of the cigarette, his eyes gloomy as he said, "I'm just not convinced! I want to see if Dragon City can't survive without the mining industry, or if it can't survive without the lower class!"

"You're really stubborn!"

"This has nothing to do with being stubborn. I, Lu Feng, can take a beating because I'm nothing, just a company manager, an old thunderman on the ground. It's not shameful for me to be beaten by capital." Lu Feng said very succinctly, "But the workers can't. Why are they following you? Why are they giving you votes, creating benefits for you? It's because if something happens to them, the union can stand up for them! If people are gone and the money can't be recovered, what's the point of having an association? Go home and farm the land."

The officer was silent.

…

On the roadside outside the mining company, the people from Changqing Company hadn't left yet but were standing in place, making phone calls and talking softly.

Yu Mingyuan, Su Tiannan, and Kong Zheng Hui walked over, looking up and shouting, "Who is Ermao?"

"That's me!"

A young man with a very spirited appearance, wearing a clean suit, stood by the SUV and replied.

Yu Mingyuan walked over and asked softly, "What are you Changqing planning to do?"

"If the boss goes in, he goes in." Ermao replied directly, "The other side drew their guns first and there was an altercation. At most, this will be classified as assault, he won't be staying for too long."

"Yes!" Yu Mingyuan nodded.

"Good, it's a relief that the boss is in, we'll take care of the rest." Ermao replied, holding the phone.

"What are you going to do?!" Su Tiannan asked.

"If we say we won't let Yang Decheng leave Dragon City alive, we'll definitely do it." Ermao said in a low voice, "I'll find two old Mexicans with cancer from the war zone and just shoot him!"

Yu Mingyuan was silent.

"Are we organizing people to go to the work area tomorrow? Are you guys going to join us?!" Ermao asked Yu Mingyuan, "If they don't suppress the matter, then do we still need to be cautious?! Let's make it as chaotic as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Decheng was helped out of the company, and when he turned his head and saw the people from Changqing Company gathering, he suddenly felt a little flustered.

Ermao also saw him, smiling as he shouted at him, "President Yang!! Hurry up and have someone call a cab to the south of the city, there's good wood over there! Quickly order a small box, you'll need it in the next couple of days!"