Chapter 1619 - 1632: Comparing Connections—I’ll Outlast You!

Chapter 1619: Chapter 1632: Comparing Connections—I’ll Outlast You!

Lin Mu’s sword-like brows lifted, and he barked righteously, "Gathering a crowd to cause trouble, attacking a licensed entertainment venue—I have every right to suspect you’re criminals engaged in violent acts. Now, all of you, hands on your heads and squat on the floor..."

The seven or eight burly guys all had weird looks on their faces, their eyes like they were watching some attention-seeking idiot clown.

Yeah, if you were a full-time detective, maybe our young master would at least think about how to handle this. But you’re just a temp, the kind that can be fired without even doing paperwork, and you dare act this cocky? You slapped Young Master Qi’s little face in public—if that’s not asking to die, what is? If you’re tired of living, go jump in the Huangpu River, why the hell do you have to mess with Young Master Qi? Do you have any idea People have a thousand ways to make you beg for life and beg for death?

"Good, real good! Truly impressive!"

Qi Junwen was so furious he laughed, picked up the work ID off the floor, and tore it up bit by bit. "Kid, let me very responsibly inform you: as of now, you’re fired. Go home, wash your ass clean, and wait to go to jail!"

"Haha, such big damn swagger. What the hell are you, that you think you can fire me?" Lin Mu sneered.

"B-big brother, Qi Junwen really doesn’t have the authority to fire you, but his old man is the Wancheng Bureau’s Vice Director Qi..." Cheng Xu couldn’t stand it anymore, edged up and whispered.

"What, vice director?" Lin Mu’s expression froze, and he instinctively scratched his hair. The bystanders all thought he’d gotten scared and didn’t know what to do, when Lin Mu suddenly grinned and snapped, "So what if he’s vice director? My uncle is Liu Genyou. Just because you’ve got connections you think you can run wild? Just because you’ve got connections you can do whatever the hell you want? Xiaocheng, your ideological awareness clearly still isn’t there yet!"

"..." Cheng Xu stumbled, the world spinning, almost fainting on the spot.

Boss, aren’t you laying it on a bit too thick? Who is Liu Genyou? He’s the number one at the Wancheng Bureau, the leading figure on the legit side of the law. You dare wave his tiger banner around to bluff People? Aren’t you afraid they’ll settle accounts later and toss you straight into prison to gnaw on cabbage?

"What, you guys don’t believe me?"

Lin Mu looked at the conflicted faces of Cheng Xu and the little brothers, then at Qi Junwen’s cold sneer and the contempt written all over his men’s faces. Something seemed to click, and he slapped his own head hard. "I should’ve just called my uncle right off the bat. Damn it, let him see what kind of arrogant brat his subordinate vice director raised." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

"Let him call. I wanna see what kind of big storm this little punk can kick up."

Qi Junwen waved off the subordinates trying to crowd forward, and watched coldly as Lin Mu walked over to the corner.

About a minute later, under Qi Junwen’s sneering gaze, Lin Mu hung up and walked back.

"So, you and your ’uncle’ had a little chat?"

"Of course. He said he’ll call your old man right away."

Lin Mu nodded honestly. That simple move immediately drew a wave of mockery from the bystanders. Where the hell did this clown come from, he was killing them. You have to know, even though the Public Security system is different from the regular bureaucracy, they’re still very particular about how things are done.

Who is Liu Genyou? He’s the top dog in the Pearl River Delta Public Security system, with a very good chance of moving up into the Standing Committee. Would he really call his own right-hand man over a damn temp worker? And then have the guy go discipline his own son?

Yet just as the burly guys were laughing so hard they were almost out of breath, and Cheng Xu’s group were so pale they couldn’t even speak, a ringing suddenly came from inside Qi Junwen’s pocket.

Oh hell! Don’t tell me this is actually happening.

The hall went quiet in an instant, and every eye locked onto Qi Junwen.

Qi Junwen frowned, pulled out his phone and glanced at it sideways—and that one glance nearly made him throw the phone. As soon as he recognized the incoming number, the impatience on his face vanished. He took a deep breath and hurried to answer, but before he could get even a single word out, Vice Director Qi’s furious roar was already rolling out of the speaker.

"No... Dad, listen to my expla... Ah, I’ll come back, but... yes, yes, yes, I’ll get my ass back right now..."

The Young Master Qi who’d been swaggering like a boss just moments ago now had zero aura left. Sure, doing errands for the big shots can get you plenty of perks—but the prerequisite is you don’t piss off Liu Genyou. As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as useful as the one in charge of you right now. Liu Genyou is the top of the Wancheng Bureau, the big boss of the Pearl River Delta Public Security system. If you make him angry, even if your old man is vice director, you’re gonna be in deep shit.

By the time he hung up, Qi Junwen was drenched in cold sweat, his guts twisted in regret.

If he’d known this little temp cop had Liu Genyou himself behind him, no way in hell would he have volunteered to stand in front of the gun. But then again, this little punk was really not playing fair. With backing that hard, he still insists on carrying a temp cop ID wandering around town? Damn it, would it kill you to have your uncle get you a formal position?

Young Master Qi was so depressed he could practically cough up blood.

He cast a resentful look at Lin Mu, took a deep breath, flung his sleeves and turned away, his aggrieved little face practically twitching into a ball. "We’re leaving!"

"...Boss, we’re... not gonna go after them?"

"Go after your damn mother!" Seeing that his subordinate had zero sense of timing and actually came over to add fuel to the fire at a moment like this, Qi Junwen was so pissed he was practically ascending as a Buddha. He swung his palm and slapped the guy in circles. "Young master said we’re leaving, did you fucking not hear me?"

With the boss enraged, the seven or eight burly guys were scared stiff. They didn’t dare say another word, just drooped their heads and headed for the exit.

"Hold it! Come when you want, leave when you want—what, you think this is your private back garden?"

"What the hell do you want now?" Qi Junwen frowned. His tone was still cold, but Anyone could see he’d lost his nerve.

"Duh, compensation, what else!" Lin Mu rolled his eyes and pointed at the two little brothers who’d just come to. "Look at how you beat them, their faces are like pig heads. You think hospital bills are free? And those vases in the hall—your guys knocked them over, right? Oh, and my work ID, costs more than ten yuan to reissue. You’re telling me you’re not paying for that?"

"..."

This is what you call pushing people too far. This is what you call a dog relying on its master’s power. By the time they walked out of the Supreme International Club, Qi Junwen was grinding his teeth so hard his face was the color of pig liver. Only after several deep breaths did he get back in the car, pull out his phone, dial a number, and say in a low voice, "Secretary Chen, I screwed it up..."

"Got it."

In a certain private club in the Pearl River Delta, Chen Peiwen hung up, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the door to the private room.

A blast of mixed smells rushed at him. Without so much as a glance at the man and three women writhing on the floor, he walked straight forward, popped open a can of beer, and took small sips. No one knew how much time had passed before the passionate scene in the room finally wrapped up. With a satisfied sigh, the man sent the three beauties away, didn’t even bother putting on clothes, and sprawled on the sofa. "You found the guy?"