Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

In the distillery's brewing area, a group of workers were confronting the enforcement officers from the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"I've already said, this distillery does not comply with regulations and must be shut down. Everyone out, or else I will call the police and have you arrested!"

A man dressed in a uniform shouted, flanked by several enforcement officers who all wore cold smiles on their faces.

One of the distillery's veteran workers also roared in anger, "What do you mean does not comply with regulations? Our factory has been in operation for over a decade. How come we've never heard that we're out of compliance before?"
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"And we haven't even started the official work yet. Is cleaning also against the regulations?"

The man in uniform waved his hand impatiently, "Your rank is too low, have your boss talk to me. Whoever dares to obstruct, I will arrest them for obstructing the enforcement of the law!"

"Brothers, seal off the gates to the brewing area and the factory entrance. If anyone dares to tear them down, call the police and have them arrested immediately!" After saying that, the man in uniform lit a cigarette from his pocket and coldly watched the group of workers opposite him, their indignation boiling over.

Dealing with these guys couldn't be simpler, a single threat of calling the police could take care of all of them.

Just then, Ye Ling, Chen Hua, Wang Jianguo, along with Mo Xing, Li Tianhao, and others walked over.

"Factory manager, it's clear they're just here to cause trouble. We can't let them shut us down. Let's fight them!"

"Right, manager, they're up to no good. We haven't seen them come to inspect in all this time."

The workers, upon seeing Chen Hua arrive, suddenly found their backbone and began to clamor, and Chen Hua, seeing the man smoking, quickly approached.

"Director Huang, what's going on here? You know my distillery has all the proper procedures in place, and we comply with all relevant regulations."

This smoking employee was the director of the county's Industry and Commerce Bureau. Chen Hua had some connections with him.

Director Huang shook his head, "Manager Chen, the situation is this, your distillery has some very serious hidden dangers. I'm telling you, with these kinds of issues, we must conduct a thorough and strict investigation!"

"Don't give me all that talk. Shut down your factory immediately, disperse all the workers, and then we'll talk about the rest. Hurry up!"

Director Huang said coldly, and Chen Hua was momentarily speechless, his face flushing red with rage. This bastard had not been shy about accepting his gifts before, and now he's turning his back on him like an ungrateful wretch.

"Alright, uncle, if he wants to shut us down, just let him," Ye Ling said with a smile as he walked over.

Director Huang was startled, then suddenly laughed, "Tsk tsk, see, this young man knows how things should be done. I too am simply following the rules. I'm really sorry about this."

"Like you, this bootlicker, I've seen plenty. If you want to play with me, then I'll play all the way with you!" Ye Ling suddenly sneered coldly.

What kind of damned rules are these, if not the machinations of Feng Xi? Just a lowly director of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, how could he possibly deal with Ye Ling?

"Hey, how can you talk like that? Who are you calling bootlicker? Believe it or not, I'll slap you right now!" Director Huang suddenly said through gritted teeth, infuriated by the insult in front of so many people.

Ye Ling pointed directly at Director Huang's nose, "I'm cursing you today, that's who. If you dare say one more word to me, believe it or not, I'll slap you?"

A chilling aura quietly emanated from within Ye Ling, enveloping the area. Director Huang shivered, his courage faltering in the face of Ye Ling's intimidating presence, and he dared not talk back.

"Xiao Li, come here!" Ye Ling shouted, and a man ran over from beside the workers: the general manager of the Huamei Group at this location, who was helping organize the whole distillery with the workers.

Manager Li hurried over, having received orders from the head office that he must comply with this man's every word without question or contradiction, regardless of whether it made sense or not.

"Mr. Ye," Manager Li stood up straight, fully aware of Ye Ling's powerful background.

Ye Ling pointed to the badge on Director Huang's chest, "Take down this bastard's work ID, and then report it to the city leaders."

"If Nanyang City doesn't allow our Huamei Group, we can pull out, but for now, suspend all investments in the entire Nanyang!"

"I want to ask where my Huamei Group falls short. Go contact the relevant county and city leaders now!"

After Ye Ling had finished speaking, Director Huang was stunned, then burst into laughter, "Ha ha! Brother, you must be out of your mind, Huamei Group?"

"What, you saying you're Microsoft Corporation too? Why don't you claim you're the emperor while you're at it, what an international joke. Your crappy factory, I know it inside out, so don't you try to bullshit me here!"

Ye Ling ignored him, considering him nothing but a jumping grasshopper. If it were the old days before he had tempered his temper, he would have slapped the man to death.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him go. If he wants to call the cops, let him," Ye Ling told the workers and Huamei Group employees, then returned to the office with Chen Hua, Mo Xing, and others.

Ten minutes later, Director Huang's face had turned ashen as he looked at the workers surrounding them, "Are you fucking letting us through or not! I'm telling you, obstructing law enforcement is a grave offense."

"I can sue you; I can tell the law enforcement to arrest all of you!"

The workers around shrugged indifferently. Arrest us if you want; the higher-ups already gave us the word. If you want to call the police, feel free to do so.

And just then, Director Huang's phone suddenly rang. He looked at it and saw it was the chief's call. A sense of foreboding jumped in his heart.

As soon as the call connected, a tirade of raging curses came through, "Huang Ping! Damn you, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

"For {expletive}, you've got the balls of a tiger and the heart of a bear, daring to inspect a winery personally designated by the president of Huamei Group—who the hell sent you!"

"I'm telling you, if I lose my official hat, I will definitely slaughter you. Don't believe me? Just wait!"

Thud. The phone hung up, Huang Ping's legs went weak, nearly collapsing to the ground, his face turned pale as he looked towards the direction where Ye Ling had departed, tears welling up without falling.

Five minutes later, Ye Ling and the others came out. Before Huang Ping had the chance to plead for mercy, a series of dark Audis crazily stopped inside the winery.

Getting out of the cars were officials that almost brought Huang Ping to his knees: the county secretary, the county magistrate, the bureau chief, and other leaders, each with a complexion as dark as iron.

All was lost, completely lost. Huang Ping collapsed to the ground, his eyes empty, and the staff who came with him were all dumbfounded.

"Mr. Ye, is it? I am so sorry for the trouble we have caused your company. Please don't worry, Mr. Ye, we will punish these people strictly according to the law!"

The person speaking and shaking hands with Ye Ling was Feng Aiguo, the county secretary, with several major leaders eagerly nodding behind him.

Ye Ling sneered, pointing at Huang Ping sitting paralyzed on the ground, "Don't tell me he's just a temp worker. I want to know who sent him."

The bureau chief of industry and commerce turned his head, shouting at Huang Ping, "Speak up! Who the hell sent you!"