Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Let me tell you, your actions have deeply tarnished the image of Magic Capital outside! For the development of Magic Capital, we cannot allow you to continue operating!"

Ouyang Jie, holding a wooden stick, fiercely smashed the counter to pieces and looked around to find that the chefs, who had seemed very fierce before, had vanished at this point, leaving only a few people unwilling to accept this, shouting from the sidelines, among them was Feng Ye, who had nearly been run over just now.

"Do you think what you're doing is right? Charging tens of thousands for a meal, even going to a five-star hotel in the Magic Capital wouldn't cost that much!"

"Our place... our place has fresh produce! It's all caught and eaten right away, and we only operate during the summer season each year, on other days, we just do some barbecues, very cheap!"

Feng Ye shouted with his neck stiff, his tone filled with grievance. With this incident, they would have to renovate, not to mention the cost of renovation itself, but just being unable to operate every day would lead to a loss of several tens of "w"!

"Haha, just in one season you can earn millions, I'm even envious looking at it!"

Song Yun, who hadn't made a move, crossed his arms and said indifferently, "And don't expect anyone to call a halt to this operation, nor think that by running a rip-off joint and paying some taxes each year, you become a major taxpayer. When it comes to this, in Magic Capital, I dare say I'm second to none!"

Upon hearing Song Yun's words, Feng Ye and his group were somewhat puzzled. Living on the outskirts, with their daily life revolving around their wives and children by the warm kang, and with money coming to them far too easily, they hadn't paid much attention to the serious affairs happening in Magic Capital.

They thought those bosses in Magic Capital didn't have as good a life as they did; after all, each of their families had nearly ten million in their bank accounts, while those big bosses might look good on the outside but have nothing in their pockets—cleaner than their faces!

"Who exactly are you?"

A young man next to Feng Ye asked thoughtfully, looking at Song Yun.

"Me? You're not worthy to know!"

Song Yun said with a sneer, "You better think about what business you're going to do in the future. If I find out you're still ripping off customers, I'll hear about it once, and come to renovate for you once!"

"You, you, you!"

Feng Ye's fingers trembled, his heart filled with rage, "You this..."

Curses were about to spill out, but they were suddenly muffled by the young man beside him. Although it was unclear who the man was, the ease with which he had summoned so many people showed power! Plus, with the situation escalating and no one stopping it, there was a strange feeling in the air!

"Uncle, let me negotiate with this person,"

The young man cleared his throat and said seriously, "Might I ask you to be merciful and let everyone go? Life isn't easy out here in the suburbs, and if it wasn't for finding a way to become wealthy, we'd probably still be living on chaff. I can promise on behalf of all the vendors, we will absolutely not rip off customers ever again! We'll just take a little profit to keep our households going.

How about that? After all, making a big deal out of this helps no one, right?"

Song Yun turned his head to look at the young man full of confidence, wondering where he got the impression Song Yun would heed his advice.

"All these street stalls should be well renovated!"

Song Yun ignored him. In his view, they had already started doing evil, could they really give up so much profit to become a honest trade?

Even if you could, it doesn't mean the others could. Previously earning millions with ease each year, now they may not even make as much as they did before. Would those people be content?

So, better not speak of impractical things and just shut everything down—it's simpler that way!

It's about cutting off future troubles once and for all!

Seeing that Song Yun had no intention of acknowledging him, the young man suddenly pulled out his phone and began frantically filming those "renovating" the shops.

"What are you doing?"

Ouyang Jie frowned slightly as he asked.

"Since you won't back off, then I can only do what I need to do!"

The young man shouted with his neck stiff, "When I expose you online, let's see what you'll do!"

"You little guy actually have some brains, probably been a bad apple on the regular."

Ouyang Jie spat out in disdain and coldly smiled as he walked towards the other party.

The young man believed he had done nothing wrong and was convinced that Ouyang Jie wouldn't dare cause him any physical harm!

But he quickly realized his mistake, as the intense pain from a wooden stick smashing down on his arm told him these people wouldn't care about the consequences—their goal was to clear out the entire street of vendors!

Anyone who dared to stand in their way would be ruthlessly crushed!

The phone fell to the ground and Ouyang Jie crushed it underfoot, then reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, took out a few bills, and said cheerfully, "Sorry about breaking your phone, here's a few hundred bucks for repairs."

Without waiting for a response, he slapped the money into the young man's hand.

Having suffered such harm, Feng Ye next to the young man didn't dare say a word. Usually, causing a scene felt safe with a large group, but now, with just a handful of people, they were not even enough to fill the gaps between their opponents' teeth!

Soon, the "renovation" work on the entire street was nearly finished, and Song Yun looked on in satisfaction at each and every vendor stand, chuckling, "These days, reason just doesn't cut it; sometimes, you have to resort to some measures."

"What do we do next?"

Ouyang Jie asked softly.

"Still want to take all the credit for yourself?" Song Yun looked suspiciously at Ouyang Jie and said, "After all, our methods aren't too honorable, we need someone high up to cover for us.

I think Yue Ji is not bad, we could share some of the credit with him; one, it would help restore his image in the eyes of the big shots in Forty-nine City, and two, once we hand this mess over to him, we're out of the picture. Later, if someone wants to use this matter to attack us, they'll have to go trouble Yue Ji first!"

"Sneaky..."

Ouyang Jie had not expected there to be so much scheming involved.

"Relax, if Yue Ji knew we were planning to dump this mess on him, he'd probably be overjoyed."

Song Yun patted Ouyang Jie on the shoulder and shouted to the security company folks, "Good work brothers, your bonus this month is doubled, you can all go back now!"

The security company personnel cheered upon hearing this. For them, today's show was rather small, and getting to vent without a care for consequences as well as receiving money for it—who wouldn't be happy!

"You'll get your comeuppance! You definitely will!"

The young man next to Feng Ye clutched his arm and screamed at Song Yun's retreating figure.

Song Yun didn't even acknowledge him because an elephant would never get upset over an ant.

Whether Song Yun would face retribution remained unknown, but their retribution soon came knocking at the door!