Chapter 137: If she can apply to open a factory, why can’t we?

Chapter 137: If she can apply to open a factory, why can't we?

Although this base is newly established, most people haven't been living here for long.

Aunt Zhong has always moved with Mo Gong and was among the first family members to settle on this island. Over the years, while the outside world has been in turmoil, the family area has remained peaceful. Minor disputes have always existed, but it was already a big deal if household matters reached the union. Even Aunt Zhong was witnessing the security team being dispatched for the first time.

Everyone followed the instructions, slowly dispersing as directed by the megaphone. The crowd below gradually moved onto the street, and those on the stone steps also began to descend, making way to one side to give the security team enough space to pass through smoothly.

The security team captain continued to direct with the megaphone:

"One after another, walk down slowly, no rushing, no pushing."

...

Aunt Zhong had almost retreated to the railing, clutching Mo Jiazhe's hand, saying, "Isn't it just a quarrel and a fight? This whole scene is pretty scary."

As soon as Aunt Zhong finished speaking, something happened at Wu Lihua's house. A few people burst out from inside, and those standing at the door were suddenly pushed by those coming out. The first person fell backward from the momentum, bumping into the person behind. The person behind, who had been standing steady, could have been okay with a little support, but distracted, their shoe slipped, and they couldn't even steady themselves, let alone support the person in front.

"Ow..."

"My foot..."

"Stop shoving, don't bump into me!"

...

The incident happened too quickly. Those at the door, still watching the commotion and not yet turned around, fell like dominoes, one after another, a whole row collapsing, almost crashing into the back of the first person at the stone steps—

The security team captain, quick and nimble, pulled that person aside and immediately used his shield to brace those falling from above. The well-trained team members behind him quickly steadied the falling people, rushed up, and pulled up the first person who fell. Three others lined up to create a larger protective barrier, while three more provided support to the front shield.

Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Mo Jiazhe wanted to rush up to help, but Aunt Zhong quickly grabbed him: "Don't go up and make things worse. They're pros; you're not."

Mo Jiazhe, anxious, broke free from Aunt Zhong's grip and ran forward, saying as he ran, "Mom, I'm strong, I can help them keep people steady!"

Aunt Zhong stomped her feet in frustration but didn't dare follow and add to the chaos. She could only watch helplessly as Mo Jiazhe charged ahead, muttering "that brat" over and over. At this moment, Aunt Zhong truly regretted bringing Mo Jiazhe along to join the commotion.

Wouldn't it have been better to stay at home?

The path on the other side had been cleared, and Mo Jiazhe ran up while helping maintain order: "This way, hurry down, no looking back, no stopping, one after another, careful now."

Fortunately, not many people had fallen at the front, and the situation was still under control. By the time Mo Jiazhe ran up, the security team captain was already struggling.

Mo Jiazhe, with his incredible strength, stepped forward and braced the protective shield: "I'm strong, let me help you!"

His strength was indeed remarkable, almost lifting the person in front.

The security team captain breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, he didn't say anything like "you shouldn't be here." He was at his limit, relying solely on willpower to hold on. His team members behind him were also struggling, and if Mo Jiazhe hadn't come, they would have had to switch with another team member.

"Thanks, man, you're really strong." With Mo Jiazhe there, it seemed like he didn't need to exert much effort.

The team members behind the captain felt the same way; Mo Jiazhe was truly worth three people.

Mo Jiazhe, with his dark skin, grinned, revealing a set of neat white teeth: "I've been working with iron furnaces for years. My master also says I'm strong."

This wasn't the time for chit-chat. The captain had to keep an eye on the situation ahead. Seeing that Mo Jiazhe could hold his own, he tentatively let go: "Brother, can you handle it?"

Mo Jiazhe easily said: "No problem, it's not even half the weight of a bundle of steel."

The captain patted Mo Jiazhe's shoulder: "Brother, I'll leave this to you. I'll go up and direct."

Mo Jiazhe nodded, "Go ahead, I've got this."

The captain stepped up to take charge, quickly helping everyone who had fallen to their feet and restoring order. Aside from a few minor injuries, everyone was unharmed, preventing a potential disaster.

At Wu Lihua's home, it was unclear how the conflict began, but the crowd suddenly turned violent and trashed her house. She sat on the floor, a mess, crying her eyes out.

Cheng Jianguo, shielding his son, got pelted with banana peels and rotten vegetables. He had no clue what was going on and was scared out of his mind, thinking he was under attack...

When the security team showed up, he was still completely bewildered.

Cheng Jianguo: "Officer, what the hell is going on?"

The captain of the security team said, "We’re not sure either. If Fu hadn’t called us in time to keep things under control, tonight could’ve turned into a disaster. You’ll need to explain this to the higher-ups yourselves."

Cheng Jianguo, still shaken, nodded numbly, "Thank you."

The captain of the security team said, "Don’t thank us—thank Fu." If Fu hadn’t alerted us in time, it would’ve been too late.

The security captain was also scared. If anything had gone wrong at the base, he’d have been the first to take the blame. He also had to thank Fu properly.

Cheng Jianguo: "Okay, thank you, thank you."

When the mob burst in, Cheng Jianguo was bathing with his son, barely catching snippets like "factory," "scam," and "lost jobs"...

When he and his son came out, Wu Lihua had already been hit, and he was also hit. His eyes were covered with rotten cabbage, and he couldn’t see anything. All he could do was shield his son, completely clueless about what was happening.

He had heard that someone’s application to open a factory had been rejected, and the leader had called it "nonsense." But wasn’t the applicant Li Dongqing’s husband? Heard that Li Dongqing had been called to the leader’s office and scolded. What does this have to do with Wu Lihua?

Wu Lihua, who rarely kept her cool, was planning something big, aiming to show off in front of Cheng Jianguo after becoming the deputy factory director. She hadn’t mentioned a word about it to Cheng Jianguo, never expecting to suffer such a big setback.

Cheng Jianguo was a well-known good person with a famously good temper. Looking at the mess in the room, he couldn’t help but yell at Wu Lihua, "What the hell did you do this time?! Is this how we’re living now?! If not, get the hell out!"

Cheng Hongyi burst into tears.

Wu Lihua hugged her son and sobbed, "I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to open a factory to help support the family. It’s all Su Taotao’s fault. She could apply to open a factory, why can’t we? Your bosses approved her factory—how was I supposed to know they’d reject ours, boohoo..."