Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

"Damn it..." the driver cursed as he got out of the car, casually pulling out a 30-40 centimeter steel pipe from under the seat. He glared fiercely at the van that had crashed into him from the side: "Are you blind?"

The van's sliding door opened with a whoosh, and people got out... one, two, three... eight, nine, ten...

The driver's momentum immediately deflated.

There's a saying that goes, "Never mess with a minivan, because you never know how many people are crammed inside!"

A beat-up Tianjin Daihatsu van was crammed with more than a dozen burly men. These men glanced at the driver and asked, "What, want to fight?"

"No, no, this...this is a misunderstanding."

There are no police at this intersection. If a conflict breaks out, the other party might beat him up and run away, and then no one will be able to find him. As for the license plate of this van... who knows if it's real or fake!

"Misunderstanding? Your car damaged ours, you have to pay for it!"

"Okay, okay, we'll make up for it..."

Behind them, the car window opened a crack, and Yang Qingfeng threw out a wad of cash: "Hurry up and get going!"

Whoosh... The money spread out in the wind and scattered all over the ground—hundred-yuan bills that could feed four people!

The driver turned around and got into the car. The money was several thousand yuan. These swindlers would have to pay it back later. For now, he could only accept it and hurry up to bid. He couldn't let it interfere with his business!

The next moment, his shoulder was grabbed.

"and many more!"

"what happened?"

"Pick up the money!"

This is clearly an insult. If you're going to give money, give it properly. What's the point of throwing it on the ground?

The people sitting in the car are people of status whom we can't afford to offend, but as for the driver, even if we beat him up, it wouldn't be a big deal!

The driver frowned: "We don't have time!"

"You have to pick them up even if you don't have time! If you're missing one, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"Hey, what's going on here?" Yang Qingfeng leaned out from the back seat: "Let go of my driver and let us go. I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable for you!"

"Really? Well, let's see what the consequences will be! Brothers, come on!"

Yang Qingfeng's expression changed: "What are you trying to do? Don't do anything rash, I know... Ah!"

A dozen burly men stood on the right side of the Santana and pulled together, instantly lifting the right side of the car!

"One, two, three! Bang!"

The car body turned ninety degrees!

"Hey, you bastards!"

"We told you to pick it up, but you wouldn't. Now that there's money under the car, we have no choice but to move the car and look for it!"

One minute later.

The van spewed away, billowing black smoke. Yang Qingfeng and Zeng Xiaoxian struggled to climb out of the vehicle, cursing through gritted teeth under the gaze of the onlookers.

"Those damn migrant workers!"

"Call the police and have them arrested!"

"Mr. Yang, have we... have we forgotten something?"

Yang Qingfeng slapped his forehead: "Quick, get the computer out of the trunk! Xiao Wang, go and flag down a car right now!"

I definitely can't ride in this car anymore; I need to get a different one.

However, during rush hour, it's not so easy to hail a taxi! Santana, Xiali... all were occupied. Five minutes later, the driver flagged down a yellow minivan.

"Beep beep..." The driver honked the horn: "Get in or not? If not, I'm leaving!"

"Go, go, to No. 13 West Chang'an Street!"

The car was small and noisy. Although it was still morning, it was already very hot inside. Yang Qingfeng felt himself sweating and slowly began to smell like a migrant worker.

He took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie, no longer caring about his image.

"Hurry, drive faster, we're in a hurry!"

Finally, the car pulled up at the gate. Security guard Old Wu glanced at it and said, "Minivan, get into the underground parking lot!"

"I..." Yang Qingfeng wanted to say something, but the van had already started again and sped into the underground parking garage.

Crunch!

The car stopped.

"Okay, we're here!"

The driver remained at the accident scene, so Zeng Xiaoxian carried the monitor and Yang Qingfeng carried the computer, and the two of them carried the computer toward the fire door.

At that moment, in the shadow of the fire door, some people were whispering among themselves.

"The license plate number is fine!"

"Those two were also carrying computers!"

"Okay, get ready, prepare to move!" Huang Zhiwei whispered. "Close the door and run, we can't stay a moment longer!"

Boom!

Yang Qingfeng stomped his foot hard, and sure enough, the light inside the fire door came on.

"Let's go, hurry up, we should be able to make it!"

Back then, monitors were all bulky CRTs, and Zeng Xiaoxian was panting as he carried them. So, Yang Qingfeng had to wait for him at the fire door for a while. Once they were both inside, the motion-activated light went out.

Boom!

Yang Qingfeng stomped his foot again, and the light came on again.

Wait, something's not right!

The cool breeze from before seems to be gone!

Yang Qingfeng turned his head to look behind him, and the fire door that the two of them had just opened was now closed.

Wow!

That's the sound of a fire door locking!

Suddenly, Yang Qingfeng realized something: "Oh no! Quick, run forward!"

This is definitely not a coincidence, but a backup plan they devised!

Locking people in the middle of a fire door, preventing them from going up to participate in the bidding, is just... Huang Zhiwei, that good-for-nothing, doesn't he even know who's locked up here?

The back door is already closed. They just need to run out before the front door closes and get to the elevator to escape successfully!

However... Huang Zhiwei's actions were too fast; the moment the back closed, the front also began to close!

"Damn it, you idiots, stop! Stop it now!" Yang Qingfeng shouted as he ran.

Boom!

The fire door was completely shut!

"Hey, Huang Zhiwei, you idiot!" Yang Qingfeng shouted loudly.

Outside, a burly man who had already run dozens of meters away asked, "Is someone shouting inside?"

"Don't worry about him, run!"

What we're doing now is unethical. Since we've already locked him up, we have to run away as soon as possible, otherwise we'll be in big trouble if we get caught!

Even if I don't go in and squat, I'll definitely lose my job!

Run, run quickly!

Yang Qingfeng and Zeng Xiaoxian shouted until they were hoarse, but no one responded outside. Exhausted, the two sat down on the ground.

Yang Qingfeng suddenly remembered something, took out his phone, and then looked at it... Oh my god! There's no signal in the underground parking garage!

It's over, it's all over. According to the plan, no one will come to rescue them until the bidding is over! We've already informed the security personnel here that there won't be any patrols down here!

"Mr. Yang, something's not right. This looks like a trap!" Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Hmm, something seems off about what happened today!" Yang Qingfeng suddenly realized: "Could it be that Huang Zhiwei betrayed us?"

"I don't know, but the people at Loongson must already know about our plot! There must be a mole within our company!"

It seems too late to find out now, since the bidding has already started upstairs!