Chapter 94: Protesting about right and wrong

Hearing Julie's panicked report at the door, Lin Muqing also became nervous, because she knew Julie and knew that she was a capable woman, so her current appearance proved that things outside must be extraordinary.

Completely subconsciously, Lin Muqing turned to look at Zhou Ming, but compared to her nervousness, Zhou Ming was obviously calm, and he simply asked Julie lightly, 'What happened?'

Zhou Ming's calmness made Lin Muqing and Zhu Li feel calm. Zhu Li replied, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, there is a political group. They say that our insurance and wealth management products are suspected of illegal fund-raising and are a kind of financial fraud. They are protesting at the door, and they even...they even splashed red paint on the company's door and walls, and there is some very vicious graffiti.'

Zhu Li originally did not want to say the last part, but Zhou Ming told her that she could say anything, so she mustered the courage to say it.

'It seems that this is indeed a big deal! Let's go take a look,' Zhou Ming sighed, then stood up and walked out the door with Lin Muqing.

The conference room at Wharton was soundproof, so when Zhou Ming and the others opened the door, a sudden noise came at them, like a market, but unlike a market, there were also angry shouts and the sound of glass being banged. The other company executives in the office in front of them were all cowering in the corner, terrified. The air was filled with a pungent smell of paint, making people feel sick.

Lin Muqing was furious. She questioned Julie, 'How could this happen? Are they gangsters? Did you call the police?'

Facing Lin Muqing's powerful aura and her barrage of questions, Julie felt overwhelmed. 'I'm sorry, Ms Lin, we didn't call the police because it would have a huge impact on the company's reputation.'

Julie's answer made Lin even more angry: 'Does the way things are now not have a big impact on our reputation? Julie, you are considered an experienced manager, how can you not have this common sense? You said that if things stay the way they are and the media comes to interview us again, then the name Wharton Insurance will be hated by everyone in the future, right?'

As Lin Muqing had finished speaking, almost as if she had wished for it, a reporter arrived outside with a camera and began to interview her.

Julie froze for a moment, and muttered, 'How could this be? There was definitely no one here just now.'

Zhou Ming glanced at Julie. As Julie's boss, Zhou Ming knew Julie very well, and knew that she was a very capable woman. However, she was ultimately a woman, and when faced with this kind of sudden situation, many men would be at a loss for what to do, let alone her.

In response, Zhou Ming could only let out a sigh in his heart, and then comforted her, 'These things are destined. Since someone has directed this play, it is impossible for some important roles in the middle to be absent, and it has nothing to do with you. And now that the reporters are already here, there is no need to worry about the brand image. Go and call the police quickly.'

Julie immediately nodded and went to report the matter to the police. Zhou Ming watched her go and report the matter to the police, but instead, he had a bad feeling, as if this approach itself was a wrong choice. But in the face of this situation, there seemed to be no other choice.

Zhou Ming and Lin Muqing went to the door. It was still noisy outside. More than ten Americans wearing tank tops and shorts, some with tattoos, were standing at the door, holding up banners or waving baseball bats, shouting at the company.

'Zhou Ming, I don't think these people look like any social group, they look more like American gangsters,' Lin Muqing said, holding back Zhou Ming.

'Sister Muqing, don't use the word "look" at a time like this, they are exactly what they look like, otherwise they wouldn't have gathered at my door so punctually,'

Zhou Ming said with a smile, before walking towards the door. Zhou Ming was about to open the glass door to the company, but Zhang Lin, the bodyguard next to him, quickly closed the door again.

Almost as soon as the door closed, a bucket of red paint was thrown at the door, and there was a maniacal laugh from outside.

'These people are so arrogant and rampant!' Lin Muqing angrily cursed, and when she saw that Zhou Ming was about to open the door again, she hurriedly said, "Zhou Ming, don't go out, these people are here to deliberately target you!'

Zhou Ming, however, said, "It's okay, of course I know they are here to deliberately target me, that's why I have to face it.'

Lin Muqing glanced at the red paint on the glass door and wanted to say something, but Zhou Ming spoke first: 'Since they didn't succeed the first time, they won't try again. And even if they do try again, with Zhang Lin by my side, he will never let me make a fool of myself.'

Lin Muqing sighed inwardly. She knew Zhou Ming's determination very well, and knew that Zhou Ming was never the type of man to back down over a trivial matter. Therefore, she could not stop him, and could only stand firmly by his side.

Zhou Ming could feel Lin Muqing's hand, which had originally been holding his hand, move up to his arm. Zhou Ming smiled at her and then opened the door again.

'I am Zhou Ming, the chairman of Wharton Insurance. Who are you people and why are you doing this in front of my company? Don't you know that this is illegal?' Zhou Ming asked coldly.

Everyone froze for a moment. Obviously, they didn't expect Zhou Ming to dare to come out in this situation. Wasn't he afraid of being splashed with another bucket of paint? You have to know that they have prepared a lot of paint for today, and even gasoline can be used if necessary.

However, they quickly responded, and the leader pointed at Zhou Ming and said, 'This is the Chinese guy, he is the biggest fraudster in this company, he invented something like financial insurance and committed fraud here in Brighton! He is using the money of the people of Brighton to finance his own consumption. He is a liar and a scoundrel, and he should get out of the United States and get out of Brighton!'

With a chorus of abuse, they all threw the baseball bats in their hands towards Zhou Ming, but they were all blocked by Zhang Lin.

Zhou Ming didn't care about the flying weapons at all, and just stood there and said, 'Big fraudster? I don't really know how I committed fraud.'

'You are fraud, because you don't have any products at all, so you are the biggest Ponzi scheme!' the protester said.

When the protesting political group spoke, the reporter from the TV station also came over and asked Zhou Ming, 'Hello, sir. I heard that your company has already defrauded at least 20 million US dollars from all of Brighton through Ponzi schemes. Many people have gone bankrupt because they believed in your financial management and invested their lifelong savings. What do you think makes you think that this scam is so easy to set up?'

Zhou Ming glanced at the reporter and said, 'Scam? I don't think this is a scam. The real truth is that my company is operating normally here, and these people suddenly came up. I don't even know them, so I very much doubt their motives!'

'You're lying!' said the leader. 'We represent all the Brighton people who have been deceived by this Chinese person and want all the money back!'

The reporter also said to Zhou Ming, 'Please answer my question directly, Mr Zhou Ming!'

Listening to the crowd and the reporter's exchange, Zhou Ming immediately understood what was going on. He smiled and said, 'What question do you want me to answer? I can tell you that I have already reported to the police. As for your question, I think once the police arrive, everything will become clear.'

Hearing Zhou Ming say this, those people holding the banners were not at all panicked, but instead became even more enthusiastic. The person leading the group shouted even louder into the camera of the reporter, 'Report the police? Look, this is the ugly and criminal face of the capitalists. They know they cannot appease the injured people, so they collude with the authorities to try to use violence to drive us away?'

'Who is trying to drive you out with violence? You're the ones splashing paint and graffiti here and even insulting us, and we don't even have the right to call the police? Then whose face is really ugly?' Lin Muqing said angrily.

But those people didn't listen, just kept saying, 'Today we are going to seek justice for all the people you have deceived and expose your fraudulent behaviour to the world!'

The reporter also came up and continued to deliberately pursue the matter: 'Sir or madam, may I ask how you contacted the authorities? Was it through bribery? Because we all know that you Chinese are often used to doing this kind of thing, bribing officials at the immigration office, examiners at the examination hall, and witnesses in court. Your bribery seems to be everywhere. What do you think?'

'We didn't bribe anyone. Everything we did was reasonable and legal!' Zhou Ming emphasised.

'Then why did you call the police instead of explaining to these victims?' the reporter asked again.

'First, they violated my rights. As you can see, they threw red paint at my company and hit me with a baseball bat. I have the right to defend my rights. Second and most importantly, they are not victims...'

Zhou Ming's words were interrupted by the reporter: 'So you are still afraid that the company's fraud will be exposed, so you have to bribe the authorities in an attempt to cover it up with power, right?'

'We just said that there is no such thing!' This time it was Lin Muqing shouting.

However, the reporter ignored him and just kept talking to the camera, 'Friends of the audience, I am now at the door of the fraudulent company. They do not admit to their fraudulent acts, but just try to drive away the victims, even threatening them with violence. The victims have already reported to the police, but according to the fraudulent company, they have already bribed the police. We will wait and see what happens next.'

Hearing the reporter's words, Lin Muqing widened her eyes and said incredulously, 'Does that reporter Zhou Ming still have any shame? Can he say such things that invert the truth?'

Zhou Ming sneered in response, 'Those white people, this is not the first time this has happened. Besides, this reporter was originally arranged, naturally he has to live up to his salary and keep smearing us.'

'These damned white people, the Adams family of bastards!' Lin Muqing cursed, "Zhou Ming, do you think the police will help us when they come? They won't come to arrest us, will they?'

'If only that were all, I'm afraid something even worse is going to happen," Zhou Ming said.

...

Meanwhile, at the Adams Manor in the White Mountain Forest, Robert also learned about what had happened at the Sky Ladder Building, and he was very happy to come to Christo's study.

'Haha! I didn't think you, Christo, would actually think of sending people to cause trouble at the Chinese company's doorstep and then have the police arrest the Chinese. There's nothing more interesting than that! I think they must feel very helpless!' Robert said with a smile.

Christo closed the book in his hands and looked at Robert and said, "That's why I said you're a pig's brain. If that's all there is to it, there's nothing to be happy about.'

'Didn't you, Christo, contact the police?" Robert asked in surprise.

'That was a really stupid setup!' said Christo. Robert wanted to ask something, but Christo spoke first, "You want to know how things will develop next, just keep reading, but don't forget what you promised me.'

'Don't worry, I'll be here today to see what kind of deal you old fart have prepared for the Chinese," said Robert.