Chapter 151: The Enemy at the Gates

At seven-thirty in the evening, Little Six rushed home in a breathless hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he made a beeline for his room, not even sparing a glance at the dinner table, which struck his family as exceedingly strange.

Little Six’s old man muttered under his breath, "What's gotten into this brat? Usually, he comes home dragging himself like a dead dog, nothing ever excites him quite as much as food. Why isn't he even looking at the dinner table tonight?"

Little Six’s mother said in astonishment, "Could he be hiding something illegal? I’ve heard that some people at his company are involved in life-or-death shady businesses. Our Little Six must not fall in with that sort of crowd."

Nearby, Little Six’s younger sister, a high school student eating her dinner, immediately wanted to go over and take a look, when she heard Little Six shouting, "Dad, Mom, have you guys seen my new work uniform?"

Looking? He was looking for his work uniform?

The family was even more shocked. What on earth was going on?

Little Six emerged from his room, complaining, "What kind of person was I before? I couldn't even remember where I put my own clothes—what a mess. If my work uniform is dirty, people will laugh at our company."

The old man quickly asked, "Little Six, what on earth is going on? Why are you acting so strange?"

"There's nothing strange about it. It's just that previously, on the one hand, the company environment was dragged into the gutter by Wang Hu and his gang, and on the other hand, I was too useless to learn anything worthwhile. Now, our boss is righteous and our new leader is upright and magnanimous, so I need to put some thought into doing a good job for them. I can't go out and disgrace the company!" Little Six sighed with emotion, picked up his chopsticks, and took two bites of vegetables. "Oh, why didn't you buy any meat? Remember to buy some meat tomorrow when you go grocery shopping. Little Ya has to go to school, and you guys need to provide for your old age; we can't get by without proper nutrition."

Damn it, what has gotten into this kid?!

Frightened out of their wits, the family immediately began bustling about, planning to take Little Six to a psychiatric hospital.

Little Six waved his hand dismissively. "What are you doing? I'm perfectly fine. It's just that today our leader made me a squad leader, gave me a raise, and elevated my status. I was thinking, I have to repay him for this. Come to think of it, I wasn't much of a human being when I was at home either. I only gave you a tiny bit of money each month, and even then, I only brought home a fraction of it, squandering it all on food and booze with a bunch of drinking buddies. From now on, my salary will be high. I calculated it on the way back; it should be seven or eight thousand. I'll keep a little for myself, and whenever I have time, I'll go find Captain Zhang—Zhang Baode. He's a captain now, and my leader, so I need to ask him for guidance on how to live an upright life. As for the rest, I'll bring it all back for the family to use. There's no better place to spend money than on one's family. You guys can rest easy. I'll strive hard and make something respectable out of myself at the company no matter what!"

This overjoyed the entire family. The old woman hurriedly went to find clothes for her son, the old man insisted on pulling his son over for a couple of drinks, and even Little Ya felt a surge of pride, realizing that her unruly older brother finally understood what it meant to live a life guided by dignity and spirit.

Little Six quickly waved his hands. "No, please don't. I'm working for someone now; what if I drink and mess up the task? Later, we'll talk about it in a few days. These next few days, I have to work my fingers to the bone for them. Dad, you say..."

Once the conversation opened up and he explained the mission entrusted to him today, the old man understood.

"An issue like this is not something you should take to a local police station. With a company as large as yours, why would you even want to deal with them?" In his youth, the old man had been a figure of some local renown—righteous, open-handed, and boasting a vast network of loyal friends.

While eating dinner, the old man called an old friend and explained the situation. The friend immediately stated that the city authorities were currently paying close attention to matters concerning this company.

The old friend, a leader within the district government, told Little Six, "Send the person straight to me at the district office, and I'll make the calls. A tiny local police station like that might have ties to these people. If you hand them over there, you might end up ruining your boss's plans."

With a comforting and gratified smile, the friend added, "Little Six, oh Little Six, you mustn't act like a fool anymore. Work hard; this is a rare opportunity. Your company has immense strength and a boundless future. Do a good job, and it will be enough to provide for you for the rest of your life."

Little Six took it to heart. He put on his new security guard uniform and dashed out like a house on fire, burning with the same fierce drive he used to have when heading out for street brawls.

The family was deeply moved and gratified. This boy had finally grown up and learned some sense.

Still uneasy, the old man used a few more old connections to quietly inquire about the situation. Well-connected as he was, he managed to gather some intelligence almost immediately. Shocked upon hearing it, he kept his composure, memorized the details, and dialed Little Six back the moment he hung up the phone.

Little Six had just run into Yang Changfeng's office to report his thoughts to Yang Changfeng and the returned Zhang Baode.

"Very good. Just do as you think best; we fully support you. Take the person over there shortly—no need to make it so complicated. If anything comes up, just make a phone call to check," Yang Changfeng said, highly pleased. Motivating the enthusiasm of the majority truly yielded far better results.

At that moment, Little Six received the phone call and dashed back inside, his face pale and grim. He told Yang Changfeng that an international investment firm had arrived in the district over the past couple of days and had already begun launching a raid on the company. According to the intelligence gathered by his old man, this international financing firm possessed immense financial muscle and extensive connections. Initially, they hadn't planned to target the group company, but unexpectedly, quite a few people had now cast greedy eyes toward the firm. That Westerner, who had come making a scene carrying massive amounts of US dollars, had colluded with several leaders and merchants, resolving to swallow the company whole.

Startled, Yang Changfeng immediately urged Little Six to ask which international investment firm it was.

Heaven forbid it be affiliated with Soros. If those bastards had arrived, this matter was going to become genuinely troublesome.

True to Murphy's Law, whatever one fears most arrives. When Little Six made an on-the-spot phone call to inquire, his old man couldn't quite remember the exact name, but he distinctly recalled something sounding like "Soros" and remembered the suffix crystal clearly: "East Pacific International Investment Corporation." Yang Changfeng slammed his foot down and bolted toward Chen Aijia's office. He knew this company all too well; it was an affiliate of Soros—a front organization that served, in reality, as a vanguard for Wall Street financial oligarchs to gorge themselves on the blood and sweat of people worldwide.

The East Pacific Corporation had to be beaten back! Furthermore, they needed to contact Jiangzhou's international financial regulatory authorities as quickly as possible. The enemy was already at the gates—how many people remained completely oblivious to this?

Yang Changfeng silently rejoiced. Thanks to Little Six, this crisis had been brought to light. For a contribution of this magnitude, awarding Little Six a million-yuan bonus was entirely justified!

Zhang Baode and Little Six stood somewhat dazed. "East Pacific"—it didn't sound like a particularly formidable name, yet it was capable of shocking their leader to this degree?

"Should we just go over there and beat them all the way back to the shores of the Eastern Pacific and be done with it? What kind of nonsense is this? Daring to show up here looking for a beating—why bother being polite with them?" Little Six muttered inwardly.

Yang Changfeng sprinted all the way and burst into Chen Aijia's office, where Chen Aijia and Vice President Su were sipping coffee with smiles on their faces.

"We have a major crisis! The East Pacific Corporation—the very same East Pacific Corporation under Soros—has arrived in Jiangzhou. They are about to make a move against our company. It's highly likely they are the accomplices of those people!" The moment Yang Changfeng finished speaking, the coffee cup in Vice President Su's hand shattered onto the floor.

The enemy was already at the city gates!