Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 58 Wen Guoliang, the mastermind behind Meiwei

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When Wen Wubin's father, Wen Guoliang, received the call, he was at a dinner party in Jiangzhou City.

Sitting across from me was a leader from a municipal department. He was holding a wine glass and exchanging polite words when his phone vibrated.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was an unfamiliar local number in Jiangcheng, and he didn't really want to answer.

But his phone kept vibrating. He frowned, but still pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello Mr. Wen, this is from the Jiangcheng Development Zone Police Station. Your son, Wen Wubin, was assaulted at the Jiangcheng Yishang Hotel and is currently at the County People's Hospital. Could you please come over here?"

Wen Guoliang almost dropped the wine glass in his hand.

"What?! Who hit him?"

"We'll discuss the specifics when you arrive."

The phone hangs up.

Wen Guoliang's face immediately turned black.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, turned around and apologized to the leaders at the dinner, saying that he had to leave early due to urgent business.

The leader noticed his expression was off and didn't keep him any longer.

Wen Guoliang left the hotel, got into the car, and said to the driver, "Go back to Jiangcheng, hurry up."

Once the car was on the highway, Wen Guoliang sat in the back seat, his face ashen.

He took out his phone and first called an acquaintance at the police station to find out the details.

Then I called Mayor Chen.

I answered the phone after it rang a few times.

"Mr. Wen? It's so late, is something the matter?"

Wen Guoliang's voice was low but his tone was firm: "Mayor Chen, my son was beaten at the Yishang Hotel in Jiangcheng, and he's badly injured. I heard it was a group of thugs who stormed in and attacked him; it's a very serious offense. You must uphold the law and severely punish the perpetrators!"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

Mayor Chen hummed in agreement, his tone unhurried: "President Wen, don't rush. I'm not clear on the specifics yet. Let me find out first. Rest assured, this matter will definitely be handled according to the law."

Wen Guoliang added, "Also, my son is still very young. Although he did some things wrong, they are minor matters. I will go home, close the door, and give him a good talking-to. Let's not let him affect the atmosphere and image of Jiangcheng."

Mayor Chen was a seasoned veteran, and he immediately understood Wen Guoliang's subtext.

He just didn't want to make a big fuss and lose face.

Mayor Chen nodded again: "Understood. You take good care of the child first, I'll take care of the rest."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Guoliang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

He recalled the conversation between the two of them.

Mayor Chen's tone just now seemed a bit off.

In the past, when he called, Mayor Chen would always say, "Don't worry, Lao Wen," or "Leave this to me."

What about today?

"Let me look into it," "Handle it according to the law."

Every word is correct, but something just feels off, though I can't quite put my finger on it.

……

Mayor Chen hung up the phone with Wen Guoliang, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingers on the table a few times.

In fact, Wang Guanxi had already given Wen Guoliang a heads-up before the call came.

"Mayor Chen, I have a friend whose wife is having an affair, and he couldn't control himself and hit her. He's a pretty honest guy, but he just can't swallow his anger. When the police station gets involved, could you put in a good word for him and handle it accordingly?"

Mayor Chen even asked at the time, "Who were you beaten?"

Wang Guanxi smiled and said, "Wen Wubin."

Upon hearing this name, Mayor Chen understood everything.

Wen Wubin is the son of Wen Guoliang, the behind-the-scenes boss of Meiwei.

Wang Guanxi's friend beat up Wen Guoliang's son.

Wang Guanxi's advance call clearly indicated his desire for leniency in dealing with the person who assaulted Wen Wubin.

Mayor Chen picked up his teacup and took a sip. Although he didn't know what the conflict was between the two, he still habitually went through the pros and cons in his mind before making a decision.

Wen Guoliang is the de facto controlling shareholder of Jiangzhou Meiwei Garment Co., Ltd., and is a major taxpayer in Jiangzhou City.

They also have businesses in Jiangcheng, making them a target for investment attraction by the county.

Although Wen Guoliang is a native of Jiangcheng, the headquarters of Jiangzhou Meiwei Garment Co., Ltd. is located in the urban area of ​​Jiangzhou. Wen Guoliang doesn't usually stay in Jiangcheng, so his contribution to Jiangcheng is just so-so.

Wang Guanxi is different.

A native of Jiangcheng, he returned to invest, acquired two garment factories, solved the livelihood problems of hundreds of workers, and plans to develop his own brand to boost local employment.

Moreover, this kid knows how to get things done; half of Mayor Chen's achievements in the county depend on him.

More importantly, I will be transferred to another location in two years.

Where a candidate is rotated depends on their performance during their term of office.

Wang Guanxi is someone who can bring him tangible political achievements during his tenure.

What about Wen Guoliang?

No matter how large Jiangzhou Meiwei Garment Co., Ltd. is, its taxes are paid in Jiangzhou City, and have nothing to do with the GDP of Jiangcheng County.

Therefore, Mayor Chen had already silently chosen his side in his heart.

Mayor Chen muttered to himself, "Just don't offend either side, and do things according to the law."

……

When Wen Guoliang arrived at the county hospital, it was already past 11 p.m.

He pushed open the door to the ward and saw Wen Wubin lying on the bed with his face wrapped in gauze, his nose bulging, and both eyes swollen and bruised.

A young man was sitting next to me, with injuries on his face, a band-aid on the corner of his mouth, and dark circles under his eyes.

Wen Guoliang didn't know this blond guy, nor was he interested in getting to know him.

He walked to the bedside, looked down at Wen Wubin, and his expression was very unpleasant.

When Wen Wubin saw his father, he mumbled, "Dad..."

Wen Guoliang ignored him and turned to find the doctor.

The doctor handed him the injury assessment report, his tone flat: "Nasal bone fracture, multiple soft tissue contusions on the face. The assessment result is minor injury, level two."

Wen Guoliang took the report, glanced at it, frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Minor injury, level two, that's enough.

That's enough to warrant a prison sentence.

He put the report away, returned to the ward, and said to Wen Wubin, "Let's go home."

Wen Wubin was taken aback: "Now?"

"Now."

Wen Guoliang's tone left no room for argument.

Wen Wubin dared not ask any more questions, slowly got out of bed, and cautiously followed behind.

The three of them left the hospital, got into the black Mercedes, and drove towards Wen Wubin's residence in Jiangcheng.

On the way, the two of them sat in the back seat.

Wen Wubin sat next to Wen Guoliang, not daring to breathe loudly.

He had a feeling that his father was about to get angry.

Sure enough, Wen Guoliang spoke as the car turned into the entrance of the residential area.

"Starting tomorrow, you will move to Jiangzhou city."

Wen Wubin's expression changed instantly.

"Dad, I..."

"Don't waste my breath on me." Wen Guoliang's voice wasn't loud, but every word sounded like it was being chopped into bones. "Don't come back to Jiangcheng and embarrass me again."

Wen Wubin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he saw his father's face, he swallowed his words back.

He's so comfortable in Jiangcheng.

Do whatever you want, nobody cares.

Playing with women, playing mahjong, drinking with buddies—they can play until as late as they want.

If he moves to Jiangzhou city and lives with his father, then everything will be over.

The curfew is 11 p.m., drinking is not allowed, and bringing random people home is forbidden. Even what clothes he wears is controlled by his father.

Those days were worse than death.

But he had no choice.

The matter has escalated to such a huge extent that he has completely disgraced his father.

If he doesn't move, his dad might break his legs.

He had no choice but to obey and move to Jiangzhou city, where he would stay for a while.