Chapter 2024: Chapter 1984: My Dad Is the Village Security Director
The migrant workers speak rather loudly, it’s a habit they have. Now, as they came in and sat down, the foreman felt at ease seeing Ye Qiu there.
"Boss Ling." The foreman greeted Ling Zhengwei.
"Order anything you like, I’ve reserved ten thousand yuan for you."
Ten thousand yuan?
At this resort, that’s enough to eat heartily.
These twenty-some people are just two tables of diners.
The foreman returned to sit with the migrant workers. Ye Qiu looked at Ling Zhengwei and Zhou Xiaolan, feeling a bit strange. He didn’t expect that these two, only at forty-something, would come to understand the feelings between them.
Soon after, when the waitress brought over the dishes Ye Qiu had just ordered, Ye Qiu invited the couple and Ling Fei to start eating.
As lunchtime approached, the four of them ate their fill.
They sat around for a while drinking tea, then called the waitress over to settle the bill.
The total for Ye Qiu’s table was just over a thousand yuan.
Ye Qiu reserved twelve thousand at the front desk, leaving the rest for the foreman’s two tables.
After handing the bill to the foreman, Ye Qiu, Ling Fei, and the couple headed outside.
Ling Zhengwei and Zhou Xiaolan still needed to return to the printing factory.
"Mom, why not ride back with Ye Qiu?"
"That works."
Wearing a skirt, it was really not suitable for her to ride that electric bike.
As Ling Zhengwei rode off on the electric bike, the three of them headed toward the basketball court.
Surprisingly, when they got there, Ye Qiu saw that the front windshield of his Land Rover was smashed.
"Ye Qiu, your car window is broken."
Ling Fei said nervously.
The last few times Ye Qiu drove here, nothing happened.
Although it’s a basketball court, not many people actually play here, and it’s essentially a parking lot. Besides his car, there are other cars parked there too.
It hadn’t been long, just a few hours, and now the windshield was broken, and it was the front windshield at that.
At first, Ye Qiu suspected someone had smashed it to steal something.
But it didn’t seem that way.
Looking at a group of young men in basketball outfits playing not far away, Ye Qiu quickly realized what had happened.
"Ye Qiu, this."
"You two get in the car first."
Zhou Xiaolan and Ling Fei seemed to have guessed who had done this to Ye Qiu’s car window.
The mother and daughter got into the back seat.
At that moment, Ye Qiu walked toward those young men, noticing shoe prints from basketball shoes near the car hood.
"Le Ge, that guy’s here."
When the group saw Ye Qiu and the two women by the Land Rover and saw the modestly-dressed young man approaching, they guessed it had something to do with him.
However, they didn’t seem afraid.
These guys were local township village kids, and they despised outsiders trying to show off.
When they arrived at the basketball court and saw a Land Rover parked right there, they seemed to have started betting on who would dare to smash it.
They wondered if the driver would dare give them trouble?
And now, here he was.
Seeing Ye Qiu, they were big, strong, young men who really weren’t intimidated by him.
Plus, one of them was the son of the village’s chief of security, a position responsible for village affairs.
As Ye Qiu approached, they could only guess he was very upset about his smashed car.
Ye Qiu looked at the shoe size and compared it to the footprint on the car—he immediately identified the tall young man responsible.
When a basketball came his way, Ye Qiu caught it with one hand. Before the young men figured out what happened, he directly hurled the ball at one of them.
It hit the guy’s head hard, almost knocking him out. As the ball ricocheted off his head, Ye Qiu was already there, grasping his throat, dragging him like a dead dog toward the Land Rover.
Seeing this, the other young men, realizing something was off, moved to confront Ye Qiu but were knocked back without getting close.
"Let me go! My dad is the chief of security."
Chief of security?
What’s the big deal?
Ye Qiu only knew that his three-to-four-million-yuan Land Rover had been smashed. He wondered if they had the money to compensate him?
"Now, you’ve smashed my car—either you eat all that glass or you compensate me."
Ye Qiu knew many local townships’ natives loved bullying outsiders, and his car even had local plates. These guys were brazen.
Moreover, Ye Qiu parked at the basketball court without disturbing their games—they clearly wanted to stir trouble.
Ye Qiu’s time was valuable, and now his car was damaged. How could he not be furious?
After kicking the guy fiercely a few more times, he writhing in pain.
Realizing they weren’t Ye Qiu’s match, the other youngsters quickly ran off to get reinforcements.
Anyway, the folks in Ling Village were mostly Ling family, and now an outsider dared insult them—unthinkable.
First, they called the young guy’s father, the security chief, over.
In the car, Ling Fei and Zhou Xiaolan knew Ye Qiu was furious and wondered how he’d deal with those youths. With Ling Zhengwei riding back on the e-bike, Zhou Xiaolan had to call him.
"Zhengwei, something happened."
"What happened?"
"Ye Qiu’s car got smashed by some village youngsters, and now he’s dealing with them. They might have called family for backup."
Ye Qiu’s car got smashed?
How could that be?
On second thought, Ling Zhengwei found it possible.
After all, he’d been mocked and bullied in the village before.
"I’ll contact the village chief."
Ling Zhengwei quickly phoned the village chief.
Ye Qiu, still holding the young man captive, was kicking him while half-dragging, half-carrying him to the car.
Ye Qiu knew, being close with the Ling family, many in Ling Village knew about it, and these young men dared challenge him.
It wasn’t just affronting Ye Qiu but also Ling Zhengwei.
Even if Ling Zhengwei’s villa were finished, and he reconciled with Zhou Xiaolan, those villagers might still bully the honest Ling Zhengwei.
This time, Ye Qiu intended to show them the consequences of messing with him and Ling Zhengwei.
"What do you want? My dad’s the security chief; you better let me go, or you’ll face serious trouble."
To many outsiders, even locals, village security chiefs are little tyrants who bully the honest folk.
