Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 178: Magotan’s Big Brother (Second Update)

The police Zhang Wei had called over turned out to be pretty useless; the detective from the squad had no jurisdiction over this area.

The officer from the political department was slightly better, stating that he had good relationships with several inspectors and that he was a personal witness to today’s events. If things were to be handled officially, he definitely couldn’t allow the other party to just make calls and influence the work of the grassroots police officers.

However, Feng Jun and Wang Haifeng were not new to the social scene, and they just maintained a superficial enthusiasm.

President Feng was also keen on interacting more with these two officers to see how things would develop in the future and how to proceed with their relationship, but Coach Wang quietly indicated, “Since they came without giving a heads up… it’s Xiao Wei they’re targeting.”

He had grown up pampered and was well-off, having had countless people trying to curry favor with him in the past. He was quite aware and direct when it came to detecting such insincere flattery.

They had barely exchanged a few words when the police car arrived, but seeing that the situation was already controlled, the police car withdrew quite a distance away.

The bar must have greased some palms to be doing business here, so of course, the police couldn’t park their car right at the door, affecting the business—even though they had already seen a heap of people lying on the ground.

Two plainclothes officers approached, asking in an official tone, “What happened, who called the police?”

A customer who was brimming with a sense of justice had called the police… that… should be encouraged. Then Manager Chang stepped forward, attempting to explain the situation.

The officer gestured with his hand, stopping her, and spoke without any courtesy, “We’re asking the parties involved right now, it’s not your turn yet.”

Manager Chang glared at him fiercely and turned away: I’ve wasted my efforts catering to you in the past!

The officer was also somewhat helpless, I don’t want to do this either, but… there were too many onlookers.

Just then, someone called out to him, and he looked over, annoyed, only to be shocked to find that it was a schoolmate from the police academy, who now works in the political department at the municipal bureau.

He knew it wasn’t anything good, but still had to go over and ask quietly, “What are you doing here?”

“Called over by a friend,” the officer replied without hiding anything, speaking softly, “Take care of the side that’s hitting people.”

“Take care… We’ll still have to bring them back afterward,” the officer who had arrived took out a cigarette, lit it, and spoke leisurely.

“Social media is too powerful these days, Weibo, friends’ circles, you can’t feel it sitting in the office, the boss hates that we’re not carrying our law enforcement recorders 24 hours a day.”

The officer from the political department looked around, “Where’s the equipment? I didn’t see it.”

“It’s in the car, no rush,” the arriving officer replied languidly, “First, we need to understand the situation, we haven’t started dealing with it yet… That boss is quite fierce, if we can avoid filming, we film as little as possible.”

Logically speaking, with Feng Jun taking down so many people, the police should have first sent people for treatment upon arriving at the scene, but if they really handled things professionally, it would be utterly embarrassing.

Two groups with some clout came to blows over jealousy and competition. You folks might as well call your parents for a greeting first. In reality, what the officer who arrived was thinking was: these bored guys would do society a favor by wiping each other out, at least the social atmosphere wouldn’t worsen as a result.

The short one was thrown hard, raising a large bump on his forehead, and he only somewhat regained his senses when he noticed the police had arrived.

Then someone quietly informed him that the first person who had sneak-attacked the other side had his nose bridge smashed into his face.

Upon hearing this, the short one sprang up and shouted, “What are we waiting for, get him to the hospital fast.”

This wasn’t merely an issue of a broken nose bridge; it could easily become a matter of life and death.

“I dare anyone to leave,” Feng Jun spoke coldly, “Whoever leaves, I’ll beat them up!”

“Hey, how can you talk like that?” one of the officers objected, eyes widening, “Do you take us for dead?”

His tone may not have been that nice, but you couldn’t blame him for getting angry—please, there are two live cops right here!

Feng Jun, however, answered with conviction, “That guy was trying to murder me, he just failed… he can go get treated, but I have a condition, you guys must send someone to follow.”

Attempted murder? The speaking officer was also startled by these words, knowing some people would exaggerate or even fabricate lies when facing the police. But still… the words “attempted murder” were somewhat shocking.

At this moment, Manager Chang came over, mobile phone in hand, “President Feng, they’ve agreed to a settlement… What do you think?”

Feng Jun frowned, asking puzzledly, “Settlement, what do you mean?”

“Letting this fight slide,” Manager Chang spread her hands, “After all, you didn’t lose out, right?”

Feng Jun thought for a moment and held up two fingers, “Two problems, first… what about Xiao Bing?”

“Xiao Bing, they won’t touch her anymore,” Manager Chang replied gravely, but she couldn’t help but internally praise the young President Feng, You don’t mention the damage to your own car first but instead worry about Xiao Bing. Truly a person of loyalty and honor, it wasn’t in vain that I made that call to the Third Brother.

Nevertheless, although the other party was loyal and honorable, Xiao Bing’s issue had to be dealt with, “Finance will give Xiao Bing five thousand later, and she shouldn’t come anymore.”

“Oh?” Feng Jun heard this and raised his eyebrows, “Why won’t you let her come anymore?”

It’s not a good livelihood, working the nightlife, Manager Chang couldn’t help muttering to herself internally.

She replied with slight helplessness, “Although the incident is over, we can’t guarantee that the other party won’t bear a grudge and strike us from behind… For safety’s sake, it’s better she doesn’t come. If something happens to her, President Feng, you would be distressed, right?”

In fact, there was something else she didn’t say. With President Feng’s support behind Xiao Bing, if she became complacent, it was very likely that she would become a destabilizing factor in the company. And Manager Chang had no intention of sharing her power with anyone else.

Feng Jun felt that if Li Xiaobin wasn’t coming, then so be it. Besides, what the other party said did make sense, so he nodded, “The second point is… I don’t want my car anymore. They should buy me a new one of the same model.”

“That…should be okay,” Manager Chang nodded, after all, it was just a small car, “I’ll talk to them about it, luckily… it’s not that Q7 owned by your friend.”

“Don’t even mention it!” a nearby police officer interjected, the very one who had been impolite to her, “Do you know what kind of car that is?”

Manager Chang took another look at the car and hesitated, “Is it… not a Magotan?”

The officer rolled his eyes, “That’s the big brother of the Magotan… the Phaeton!”

However, it was very unfortunate that Manager Chang was also a woman, and her knowledge about cars was even less than Xia Xiaoyu and Yu Qingzhu’s. She hesitated before asking, “Phaeton… it’s more expensive, right?”

“Right, just a little bit more expensive,” the policeman nodded, “Just an extra zero.”

Upon hearing this, Manager Chang inhaled sharply, “This Phaeton car, does it cost two million?”

The short man, who was vehemently gesticulating, heard this and his body jolted violently. After a prolonged moment, he turned his head with difficulty.

He took another careful look at the “Passat,” his legs went weak, and he slumped onto the ground, “Damn… that’s a trap.”

He had thought he was confronting a small business owner, and hitting a Passat wouldn’t be a big deal.

Who would have thought he had hit a Phaeton?

What’s worse, the owner of a Phaeton, if not out of their mind, had to be incredibly wealthy.

A small business owner might grit their teeth and buy a Mercedes, a BMW, or even a Q7 to show off, but would definitely not buy a Phaeton—it was too easy to turn swagger into a blunder.

After knowing the price of the Phaeton, Manager Chang didn’t dare to make promises about claiming compensation for Feng Jun. She merely stated, “I can convey your request, but whether they accept it or not, I can’t guarantee… President Feng, if you think I’m meddling, I’ll stay out of it.”

If she stayed out of it, Feng Jun would have to face the police interrogation directly.

Feng Jun wasn’t afraid of interrogation, especially with the surveillance footage as evidence. But to tell the truth, he also disliked trouble.

Instead of spending another night at the police station, he’d rather go home, get some sleep, and recharge.

So after a brief contemplation, he nodded slightly, “Alright, let’s leave today’s matter as it is. If it can be settled privately, just convey my demands to the other party.”

Manager Chang smiled and nodded, “Sure, I can guarantee that.”

Indeed, she could guarantee it because she knew very well who President Wu, the father of the young Mr. Wu, was. He was definitely not a gentleman, but he seldom got into pointless disputes under normal circumstances.

In fact, she had just helped President Wu fend off a potentially formidable adversary. The Third Brother had just said over the phone to help smooth things over with President Feng—”Lao Wu will be grateful to you.”

That’s why she had the courage to make such a commitment.

But her words didn’t sit well with the police officers who came to enforce the law, “Settle it privately? You must be joking. After causing such an injury, and even with Yaoyao Ling displaying an alarm, how can it not be dealt with?”

“It’s just a civil dispute,” Manager Chang looked at them and said flatly, “You consider it a successful mediation, and it’s done, right?”

Most of the characters who frequented this entertainment bar had status and seldom caused trouble, but that didn’t mean trouble never occurred. As the lobby manager who had handled many emergencies, she was well-acquainted with the situation—and the police preferred to avoid trouble when they could.

However, when those words came out of her mouth, the police didn’t take kindly to it, “Is it over because you say so? Shouldn’t we consider the victim’s wishes?”

Feng Jun, upon hearing this, glared, “Hey, I am the victim here, alright?”

The officers didn’t bother with him, knowing this guy was tough to handle, so they just ignored him for now.

Manager Chang picked up her mobile phone again, “Wait, you’ll get a call from your superior.”

Soon enough, a police officer’s mobile phone rang. He walked aside to answer, and after a single phrase, he gestured, “Lao Zhang, let’s go… There’s nothing more to do here!”

Since the conflicting parties had reconciled and their superiors had issued instructions, if they persisted, they would offend all three sides.

Feng Jun glanced at his car and turned to walk towards the Q7, “Manager Chang, I’ll leave my car here. You keep the keys.”

Without waiting for Manager Chang’s reaction, he took Li Xiaobin and got into Wang Haifeng’s car.

The Q7’s taillights lit up, and it slowly left the parking lot.