Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1402 - 1249: From Joy Comes Sorrow (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1402: Chapter 1249: From Joy Comes Sorrow (Please Subscribe!)

Hallucination?

But.

A few seconds later.

The icy handcuffs on Valen’s wrists told him.

---This is real!

Apart from him.

His subordinates behind him received the same treatment, and at this moment, they all wore dumbstruck expressions, utterly confused. They had only extorted a small Chinese business owner—how had everything capsized?

This must be some kind of joke!

They were just looking for some fun.

Could it possibly turn from joy to sorrow?

Valen snapped back to reality.

"It’s impossible! You’re impostors, pretending to be them—that’s a serious crime. Mr. Ma, hiring these people to act is complicity; you’ll rot in jail!" he bellowed.

Unable to accept it.

Struggling to break free.

What greeted him was a punch.

"Argh~~"

Valen bent over.

For the first time.

He detested ’violence’ this much. Before, he was always the one hitting others, but now being on the receiving end, he wished someone would step in and uphold justice, to clear his name and grievance. Unfortunately, it was just a wish.

The Special Investigation Department.

Had no requirement to enforce the law civilly.

Legal procedure was all that mattered.

"Please cooperate with our investigation, or we’ll have to take emergency action!" The black man snorted coldly, for this kind of person, a beating is just a beating; he had the backing of the Presidential Palace, the rights granted by the law.

This guy.

Was just unlucky.

During these special times, he stumbled directly into the line of fire. Last night, quite late, they received a call from Waite, who said the matter needed to be taken seriously and set as an example. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Which means.

To make an example as harshly as possible.

The reason being Wan Qing Mining had filed a complaint with the Congo Gold Ministry of Commerce, stating that Valen had publicly demanded property and even extorted relatives of the company’s employees. The company asked the Ministry of Commerce: Does this mean Congo Gold does not welcome Wan Qing Mining?

This question.

Provoked many people.

Anyone with clear sight knew the pretext was flimsy, as such occurrences were normal, not exceptions. But being formally raised by Wan Qing Mining meant they were targeting someone.

Regarding this.

Waite was not angry.

Instead, he was pleased because Kan Qin was still in Kinshasa. What could best demonstrate his resolve to reform and to develop? Of course, it was to make a stand by actual actions on certain issues.

To show the welcoming of foreign merchants.

Valen.

Became that ’gun’ without reluctance.

Thus.

This scene unfolded.

"Take him away."

Afterwards.

Outside the door.

Some investigators in suits appeared.

They pushed Valen into a vehicle.

Then.

The black man turned to Ma Peng and said, "Mr. Ma, thank you for your cooperation. Please believe that we are capable and determined to create a business environment where everyone feels secure."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Ma Peng kept thanking him.

Watching the black man leave, Ma Peng still found it unbelievable. He was just a small-time businessman, and yet he had alarmed such a department. And all of this, certainly had something to do with He Liang from last night.

Immediately.

Ma Peng contacted Chu Sheng.

"Brother Ma, how did it go?" Chu Sheng asked anxiously.

"You know?"

"I don’t, that’s why I’m asking you!" Chu Sheng said.

This matter.

He Liang had kept it to himself until now.

So.

Ma Peng recounted this morning’s events, "This morning as soon as I opened the door, a few black men came in, saying they were from some presidential investigation department, asking about last night’s..."

After listening.

Chu Sheng was also full of confusion.

When did.

Their team leader have such connections?

"..."

After listening,

"Brother Ma, I don’t quite understand this matter either, but for now, it’s best not to publicize it. You know enough, so as to avoid any unexpected developments." Chu Sheng gave a reminder, as the matter was still shrouded in mist.

"Of course, thank my captain for me."

"Definitely."

The call ended.

Chu Sheng hurried to He Liang’s office.

"Knock knock knock."

"Come in."

He pushed the door open.

He Liang was looking at some documents. Seeing Chu Sheng, he smiled slightly, "What is it?"

"About last night," Chu Sheng hesitated.

"This matter involves some secrets, and I can’t really talk about it. You just need to know that it has been settled, and tell Boss Ma not to worry." He Liang’s face was calm, but his heart was not.

The development of events.

Was completely beyond his expectations.

Last night.

He first reported to his superiors.

He hadn’t acted unilaterally, as many of his resources were the company’s resources. Therefore, he needed to communicate upward, because he knew none of his superiors were heartless.

From Gao Ming, the general manager of Zhongyu Special Guard.

To their subordinates.

Even in finance, all had been soldiers. Everyone had their own persistence in their hearts. When seeing Chinese people being bullied abroad, even if they could not meddle in everything, when encountered, they wouldn’t turn a blind eye.

That was the case indeed.

When his superiors heard it.

They were very supportive.

However, after waiting for about ten minutes, his superiors said the matter had caught the attention of Director Tang Qing, and they didn’t need to intervene. Just like that, He Liang didn’t sleep all night.

He had no idea what Tang Qing would do.

When dawn broke.

His superiors sent a message.

It turned out.

Wan Qing Mining took the lead, and though He Liang wasn’t too clear about the specifics, the situation would certainly reach a fairly good resolution. His job was to keep it from spreading.

With a belly full of doubts.

Chu Sheng returned to teaching his classes.

Today’s training ended.

Tomorrow.

He would take this group of team members to the industrial park.

...

On the other side.

Valen was brought to the jurisdiction of the Special Investigation Department.

No interrogation was needed.

This guy was riddled with problems.

In the end.

A black man handed him a stack of papers, detailing the offenses confessed by Valen’s subordinates. Just looking at it nearly knocked him out; if sentenced accordingly, he felt he’d never see freedom again in his lifetime.

He was only thirty years old.

The prime age for enjoying life.

Was he really going to jail to drop the soap?

"Why only arrest me? Many people in our bureau have problems, our chief..." Thinking of the impending prison ordeal, Valen could no longer care about the rest and began to desperately lash out.

Unfortunately.

The black man was unmoved.

His disdain was evident.

This guy.

Had yet to grasp the situation. It wasn’t that you had problems, but that someone wanted you to have problems, and that person was none other than their President. As for the others, save it for jail.

You should be grateful.

I won’t tell this to your chief.

Otherwise.

You might have to go down and chat with your ancestors.

Ignoring Valen’s babbling, the black man took the stack of ’charges,’ having added a dozen more sheets, and came to Waite’s office. Waite quietly read through them, and at last, softly closed it.

*Snap~~*

He tossed it directly onto the table.

"Damn it, bastard, must be severely punished, death is not lamentable, and that bastard brother of his, arrest them all, no one who participated shall be let go." Waite wasn’t just angry at Valen’s extortion.

But rather that this guy was actually involved in some utterly despicable deeds.

Valen’s brother.

Using the status of an Immigration Bureau personnel, had even taken part in the underground trade of body parts.

Since you’re courting death.

I’ll let you truly taste it!

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