He caught up quickly: "What happened?"
Wu Qiangwei opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and fastened her seatbelt.
She only spoke when Song Guanchao got in the car: "Someone’s going to jump off a building."
"Jump off? Who’s jumping?" Wu Ming, already seated in the driver’s seat, suddenly asked.
Wu Qiangwei ignored him.
Song Guanchao asked, "Is it because of the demolition compensation?"
"Minister Su didn’t say much, let’s just go there first."
Wu Ming looked frustrated, feeling like air, treated as if he didn’t exist.
The car had just started when Lu Feng called.
This guy was always a step behind on the news.
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"You know again? Damn... I’m really feeling a lack of purpose here."
"Alright, I’m on my way, got to go."
After hanging up, Song Guanchao looked at Wu Ming driving, then at Wu Qiangwei.
She even told him about Uncle Hong.
But she never mentioned Wu Ming.
After all, besides driving, this guy has no presence.
Noticing Song Guanchao’s gaze, Wu Qiangwei said, "His name is Wu Ming."
"Then you probably know his identity too, right?" Wu Qiangwei looked at him with a faint smile.
That made Song Guanchao a bit uncomfortable.
Of course, he knew Wu Ming’s identity, and had known for a while.
It seemed Wu Qiangwei also knew that he knew.
Both were aware but never acknowledged it.
"I know," Song Guanchao said, "Secretary’s brother."
Wu Ming slammed the brakes, nearly throwing both of them forward.
Wu Qiangwei glared: "Can you drive properly?"
"Secretary, what is he talking about?"
Upon learning that his identity was known, Wu Ming was a bit stunned.
I’ve hidden it so well, maintained a transparent profile, how did this guy find out?
Wu Ming felt aggrieved, wanting to hit something but just drove on quietly.
Wu Qiangwei asked, "When did you find out?"
"Why didn’t you say anything?"
"Secretary didn’t ask."
"I heard you hit him?"
"..." Song Guanchao felt a slight tingle on his scalp, instinctively looking up and meeting Wu Ming’s eyes in the rearview mirror.
"Sis, he hit me! Almost made me vomit my meal!"
This guy, with a mischievous look watching the drama unfold.
Just because you’re the secretary’s brother doesn’t mean anything, huh?
If the secretary weren’t here, I’d surely beat you.
"I hit him," Song Guanchao admitted calmly, "This kid has a foul mouth."
"Oh, what did he say?"
"I didn’t say anything!" Wu Ming, fearing the specifics would come out, quickly interjected, "Sis, he didn’t hit me, it was a misunderstanding..."
"Shut up," Wu Qiangwei said, "You tell me, what did he say?"
This guy had no status.
A good-for-nothing over six feet tall, yet can’t stand up to a weak woman.
"I asked him what he was doing at the secretary’s house, and he said..."
Song Guanchao deliberately paused.
Wu Ming was furious, wishing he could kill him.
This bastard, trying to get me killed!
"Secretary, maybe I shouldn’t say, it might impact your sibling relationship."
"It won’t impact anything, just say."
"Alright, I’ll say it," Song Guanchao said, "He said he held your hand at home, kissed you, touched your butt, your breasts, and felt you all over."
Wu Qiangwei’s face turned cold visibly.
Wu Ming could even feel the drop in temperature inside the car.
Damn it, you damn Song Guanchao, are you trying to screw me over!
"Secretary, this is not what I said, I’m just quoting."
"Sis, I didn’t say it, he’s setting me up!"
Wu Ming wanted to cry, even more, wanted to beat up Song Guanchao.
The car arrived at Fengmen Building, by now it was completely dark.
Wu Ming wanted to follow, but Wu Qiangwei’s glare stopped him.
A few minutes later, they arrived at a community called Worker’s New Village.
Entering the community, they hadn’t walked a few minutes when they heard a commotion.
Under one of the residential buildings, there was a huge crowd, easily several hundred people, the noise as loud as a marketplace.
At this moment, everyone was looking up at the top of the building.
They followed the gazes up and saw a group of people on the rooftop.
Song Guanchao was stunned.
He had seen people attempt to jump before, but never so many at once.
On the rooftop, there were at least twenty or thirty people.
And besides this building, another building also had twenty or thirty people on it.
Wu Qiangwei had heard the news from Director Qin, but Director Qin wasn’t on-site; he had heard from his subordinates.
They thought it was just an individual resident dissatisfied with the demolition policy, threatening to die as a form of protest.
But who could have expected so many people!
If they all jumped, Lu Zhizhong’s political career would definitely come to an end.
Not just Lu Zhizhong, but even Zheng Bihui and Wu Qiangwei would be implicated.
Song Guanchao frowned deeply, anger simmering inside.
Damn you Lu Zhizhong, if you hadn’t been so aggressive with compensation, these people wouldn’t have been driven to the rooftop.
Wu Qiangwei’s face was stern as she was about to contact Secretary Lu when footsteps sounded behind her.
She turned and saw Lu Zhizhong and Secretary Sun, flanked by a group of police officers, hurrying over.
Upon seeing Wu Qiangwei, Secretary Lu rushed forward, "Secretary Wu, what’s the situation here?"
Wu Qiangwei looked up at the rooftop, "They are going to jump."
Following her gaze, Secretary Lu, Secretary Sun, and the police officers were all shocked.
How could there be so many people?
Secretary Lu quickly calmed down and began issuing instructions: "Prepare safety mats downstairs, disperse the crowd, no onlookers."
He had just given the orders when more people arrived.
This time, it was Director Qin, Zheng Bihui, and Lingbei District Party Secretary Zhang Yinong.
After hearing the news, they rushed over immediately.
Seeing the dozens of residents on the rooftop who might jump at any moment, their faces were pale as if they’d lost both parents.
There are at least fifty people on the rooftop; if even half of them jump, this would be a major accident!
Such an incident would exceed city jurisdiction; even the province wouldn’t dare handle it solo, escalating to a national level of attention.
By then, Lingjiang would catch nationwide attention, prompting the central government to send a supervision team and form a special task force.
At that point, each person here would be disciplined, unable to be promoted for at least three to five years.
Director Qin felt his legs heavy, like lead, unable to take a step.
"What’s going on?" Mayor Zheng tried to calm himself, but his trembling voice betrayed his nervous heart.
Wu Qiangwei didn’t speak, but Song Guanchao, needing not to spare face, spoke coldly, "They heard this area is up for demolition, with the compensation set at only two thousand, pushing them to desperation."
Mayor Zheng immediately looked at Secretary Lu, but before he could ask, Secretary Lu said, "Mayor Zheng, let’s go up together."