CHAPTER 133: YOU’RE DEAD MEAT

Jing Shu’s shriek immediately sent Mr. Jing and Mr. Jing, both covered from head to toe in cement, rushing over.

Wang Zhong stared dumbfounded at the blurry figure of the woman, but before he could react, he saw a fist the size of a sandbag hammering toward him...

Two large teeth flew out. Was it the call of the wind, or were their roots simply unwilling to hold them back? Wang Zhong had no time to ponder the mystery because another sandbag-sized fist was already swinging toward him again.

Unlike the blank-minded Wang Zhong, his body reacted with utmost honesty: the intense pain made his mouth cry out instinctively.

After a dozen punches, Mr. Jing felt something was off. This man looks so familiar... He turned on his flashlight. The man was already sprawled on the ground, continuously backing away. "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

"Wang Zhong?!" Mr. Jing finally recognized the person, expressing surprise and then anger. "What have you done to my daughter?"

Wang Zhong, his face bruised and swollen, also recognized the man—it was Jing An!

Wang Zhong tearfully explained that he had come with good intentions to bring gifts. He had thought that since it had been so long since he last saw Jing An, he wanted to pay him a visit. Who knew that Jing An’s daughter would adamantly deny recognizing him? He insisted he hadn’t done anything to Jing An’s daughter.

Mr. Jing looked at Jing Shu doubtfully.

Jing Shu blinked. "He asked me if I was Jing Zhu, and I told him I wasn’t."

"Isn’t Lao Jing’s daughter Jing Zhu? You are his daughter, yet you deny you are Jing Zhu," Wang Zhong said, his voice whistling through the gaps where his teeth had been. He lightly touched the spot. Two teeth gone!

Mr. Jing furrowed his brow. "Wang Zhong, my daughter’s name is Jing Shu."

"Ah?" Wang Zhong was embarrassed for a few seconds before it dawned on him. "It seems my pig brain caused such a huge misunderstanding! Lao Jing, I had such a hard time finding you! Look what I brought for you: a bag of dried noodles and a bag of walnuts. These are rare items nowadays! Come on, let’s go into your house and talk. Oh, this tempered glass cover, isn’t this from the factory back in the day? The quality is really good. It’s a good thing you took it for yourself; it’s truly worth the money!"

Jing Shu squinted, observing Mr. Jing.

"If you have something to say, say it here. It’s not convenient at home," Mr. Jing said, stopping Wang Zhong.

"Still holding a grudge against your brother, huh? We’ve been like brothers for over twenty years! I admit I was wrong before, but didn’t I have no choice but to make you sell your shares? I was heartbroken too! Besides, you’re a lucky man. After selling your shares, you got a sum of money and did a lot, right? Not long after you sold your shares, I sold the company for grain—unfortunately, I didn’t get much in trade... See, now that grain is so scarce, haven’t I come to apologize?" Wang Zhong whined, playing the victim. "Old brother, you hit way too hard."

"Just say what you need to say." Mr. Jing handed the shovel to Mr. Jing. "Dad, you go on with your work. I’ll talk for a bit."

"Alright." Mr. Jing left.

Wang Zhong, truly unable to bear the pain any longer and seeing Jing An remained unmoved, changed his tactic:

"Lao Jing, my savior! My whole family is counting on you to save our lives! I truly had no other choice but to come and beg you. I heard you’re working at the livestock farm. Can you get me in? You can be my recommender. I can sweep floors, feed pigs, feed cattle—anything! I know the rules: the recommender gets grain. I’ll give it all to you."

Mr. Jing glanced at the items on the ground. "With these things, you could exchange them at a supermarket that recycles goods. That would be enough."

"I know, but those jobs have no future! Only the livestock farm and the Agricultural Management Department offer a future. Right now, there’s no meat or vegetables, and meat will only become scarcer. It’s impossible to get into the livestock farm now. I heard you can even get some eggs there, and eggs can be traded for a lot of rice. That’s why I’ve come to beg you, my good friend! We’ve known each other for over twenty years!"

"I don’t have any recommendation slots left. You should find someone else." Mr. Jing really didn’t want to get involved with these people anymore. He had seen through them.

"Lao Jing, Lao Jing! If you think it’s not enough, I can get you more food. You must help me get into the livestock farm! I’ll agree to whatever you say."

Mr. Jing shook his head. "I’m sorry, I’m powerless to help." Just as you were to me back then.

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth. "Lao Jing, are you really going to show no consideration at all?"

"From the moment I left the company, I severed all ties and affections with everyone," Mr. Jing said coolly.

Jing Shu cheered inwardly, almost clapping. It seems like all my daily nagging in front of Mom and Dad has paid off! Unconsciously, the family’s way of thinking has changed! They’re not the old pushovers anymore!

Wang Zhong pointed at Mr. Jing and roared, "You cold-hearted ingrate! I built that empire, and I even gave you a share of the bounty! Not kicking a useless bum like you out of the company was already my greatest mercy! Apart from your technical skills, how are you any different from a blockhead? I told you to cut corners, and you refused! How much of the company’s raw materials did you waste?"

Mr. Jing also became agitated. "For over twenty years, I worked like an ox, slaving away day and night, supervising production! It was because I strictly maintained that final gate of quality and quantity that the company earned its reputation! Half of those were my repeat customers! Don’t you have any damn clue how much revenue I generated for the company?"

"I watched you gradually encroach on the company’s shares until mine fell from 50% to a mere 2%, and I said nothing! In the end, you still kicked me out... Damn it!" After cursing, Mr. Jing rolled up his sleeves and, without another word, began to pummel Wang Zhong.

This time, it wasn’t the call of the wind, nor was it the tooth roots’ unwillingness to stay. Instead, a powerful massage from a fist convinced two more teeth to embark on an impromptu trip. Farewell, and good riddance!

Ah, that felt good. Mr. Jing slowly exhaled. A matter that had been suppressed in his heart for so long was finally resolved. At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of that saying: If you can use your fists, don’t bother with bullshit.

Wang Zhong had never anticipated that his first use of the new "Big Data Emergency Rescue" function would be under these circumstances.

You guys are dead meat! Wang Zhong thought of the miserable fates of criminals these days and couldn’t help but flash a grin that revealed his bloody gums. Big data is truly a wonderful thing! Thank goodness for this device!

BEEP. BEEP... Emergency video call connecting... Based on your location, searching for community visiting specialist Wu You’ai... Video call connecting...

"Help! I’m in the villa area of the community, and I’m about to be beaten to death! The family across from me is named Jing An!" Wang Zhong lisped, his words slurring. After speaking, he shot a defiant look at Jing An and Jing Shu.

Jing An blinked, somewhat at a loss.

"Oh? Then pass the phone over here for a moment. I’ll ask about the situation," a voice typical of a homebody came from the other side of the video call.

Wang Zhong was a bit puzzled. In this kind of situation, don’t they usually comfort the victim first? Then, after clarifying the reason, they send people to arrest the perpetrators and rescue him?

Since when does reporting to the police require asking the criminal about their situation?