"Compensation!"
"That's right, you must compensate us for our losses!"
"We innocent characters have suffered immense economic losses because of you. This matter won't be settled without compensation!"
...
A crowd began to clamor, initially just a few people in front. Then, seeing Wang Yu remain silent, even the nearly a hundred people behind them started shouting.
Some of them could barely be considered representatives of car manufacturers or machinery companies, while others were merely representatives of small parts suppliers, who also acted as dealers or agents, much like the Fatty Hu who had bought cars from Wang Yu earlier.
Despite this, these people were unapologetic, demanding various forms of compensation from Wang Yu, as if Wang Yu's existence was a mortal enemy, a matter of patricide and marital revenge...
In fact, if all these people were added up, their total worth might not even match the current scale of Wang Yu's automobile factory. To claim they suffered any losses due to sanctions cutting off engine supply was sheer nonsense!
These were simply opportunistic individuals trying to take advantage of the situation! They were looking for an excuse to bite Wang Yu and extort some money!
Who told Wang Yu to be so high-profile lately? Ever since the industrial expo began, there had been bulk purchases of buses by provincial governments, a joint boycott by eight bicycle factories, and a series of super large orders from overseas tycoons.
Such a wealthy and unrooted individual was an easy target. If not him, then who?
Seeing everyone condemning him, the people from the automobile factory looked indignant. How shameless could these people be?
Wang Yu, however, remained calm, looking at the crowd before him and asking with great interest, "What if I refuse to compensate?"
"Refuse?"
"Your heinous crimes have brought us to this plight, and yet you are still so..."
"You, you utterly despicable and wicked person, our entire family has been ruined by you..."
...
A string of stern accusations quickly devolved into tearful pleas. One grown man even burst into tears in public, as if he had suffered the greatest injustice!
Then, the leading figures like Zhou Qiming began to loudly scold Wang Yu for his immoral behavior, stealing technology from the island, and causing a series of problems, ranging from character issues to development concerns, moral standards, and even impacting harmonious relations with friendly nations...
In short, it was a barrage of strong condemnation, moral blackmail, and profanity.
Soon, the people from the automobile factory couldn't stand it anymore. Someone initiated a verbal spat, and then someone couldn't resist spitting at the other side... which is colloquially known as spitting directly in the face.
And then... the other party let out a yelp, fell down, followed by a large group of people collapsing.
The scene was like a field of wheat being harvested, falling in a uniform manner, and then starting to wail on the spot, interspersed with cries of complaint.
"Wang Yu hit someone!"
"Wang Yu, who stole island technology, hit someone!"
"Wang Yu, the great villain who ruined all the automobile and machinery companies in the country, hit someone in public!"
...
Screams erupted one after another, making one think they had arrived at a place like the White House... Cough cough!
Were these guys colluding to stage an accident? Had this scene been rehearsed beforehand?
Wang Yu looked at these people speechlessly, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.
Wasn't this exactly like throwing a tantrum, making a scene, and threatening to hang oneself?
It was identical to the methods used by those older women! Would they start rolling on the ground next?
As expected, some of the people then started rolling on the ground, not only rolling incessantly but also crying and wailing...
"What is all this?" Wu Lingling sighed from the side, clearly finding these people exasperating.
"Perhaps everyone who wants to take advantage of others is like this?" Wang Yu said thoughtfully. He recalled that in his past life, despite everyone appearing respectable on the surface, many people would still spew venom for not getting their way, or resort to high-ground condemnations – a form of keyboard warrior.
Looking at it this way, it seemed pretty similar, didn't it? Human nature!
Wang Yu shook his head with a smile. A large crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle.
Perhaps seeing more onlookers, these people became even more energetic, throwing tantrums and rolling around.
However, despite the lively scene, Wang Yu remained unfazed, sitting calmly on his chair, observing the commotion.
It was as Qian Guotao had said earlier: getting involved in such matters was like mud falling into pants – it was either feces or it would become feces. A label would be slapped on, whether you accepted it or not!
"Everyone, don't move. Keep your distance from them. Don't move!"
Wang Yu instructed his subordinates, "I want to see how long they can keep up this act."
In such a situation, if you aren't embarrassed, it's others who will be. He wanted to see what other tricks these people could pull!
"Yes, Brother Hu, go get me a fan."
Wang Yu suddenly felt like something was missing and immediately instructed Brother Hu,
"What? Little Factory Director, what do you need a fan for?" Brother Hu was startled and asked curiously.
"Just go get it, why so many questions? I'm hot right now, is that not allowed?" Wang Yu said irritably.
Did he have to tell everyone that sitting here alone, holding a fan would make him look more imposing and stylish? This was called "a scholarly fan and a silk cap, smiling at the shifting winds"!
"Alright, I'm going now." Brother Hu muttered.
It was already July, and the weather was getting hot. It was normal for the little factory director to break a sweat when angered by these people. Yes, it must be that!
Brother Hu walked away while thinking.
"Hey, are you really planning to just do this?" Wu Lingling leaned over and asked Wang Yu.
"What else can I do? Just watch until when?"
Wang Yu chuckled. Just then, Brother Hu returned, bringing a fan... an unusually large cattail fan! He had no idea where Brother Hu had gotten it from.
I wanted a stylish fan, a folding paper fan, or even a goose-feather fan like Zhuge Liang's!
Wang Yu looked at the eagerly approaching Brother Hu, speechless.
However, he took the fan and fanned himself. Although it lacked elegance, it was surprisingly cool and comfortable.
He glanced at the people still performing their act and suddenly felt like he was watching a play.
Yes, a monkey show!
"Here, go buy some ice pops and distribute them to the brothers to cool down and moisten their throats."
Wang Yu took out a few more bills and handed them to Brother Hu, who immediately responded enthusiastically.
Before long, Brother Hu returned with a large box of ice pops.
Thus, a peculiar scene unfolded. On the outer edge, a large crowd of onlookers pointed and gossiped. Inside, hundreds of people were either crying, cursing, or throwing tantrums. Opposite them, Wang Yu and his group were calmly licking ice pops.
Brother Hu, that rascal, even made a rather lewd smacking sound... This caused the performers to slow down, and some even had to suppress the urge to swallow.
Finally, from the crowd of onlookers, someone shouted, "The Public Security Bureau members are here!"