PDLP Chapter 129 Head-on Collision
Chapter 129 Head-on Collision
Chapter 129 Head-on Collision
After Wu Wenjie finished his report, Lin Feng immediately did something.
He instructed Wu Wenjie to continue contacting Boss Cai and Boss Lu to find out Ma Wangcai's biggest weakness in Huaqiangbei, especially his refurbished machine supply and financial resources.
Wu Wenjie learned a crucial piece of information from the thin boss, Cai.
Ma Wangcai's stall looks bustling, but the profit margin for refurbished machines has been thin in the past two years. In order to increase sales volume, he has been taking on long-term credit from wholesalers, resulting in a batch of payments being tied up upstream and debts being owed to downstream customers.
His financial chain was maintained by short-term loans from several underground banks.
Lin Feng immediately decided to approach the situation from this angle. Since you're going to fight, then strike where it hurts.
Wu Wenjie met with Ma Wangcai again at a Hunan restaurant near Huaqiangbei.
Lin Feng asked Wu Wenjie to bring the backend records from the local online marketplace. Over the course of a few months, Ma Wangcai and more than a dozen associated accounts had been the subject of dozens of complaints from buyers, including more than a dozen confirmed transaction disputes involving tens of thousands of yuan.
Ma Wangcai brought two people with him, while Wu Wenjie went alone. He told Ma Wangcai that if the other party persisted in resisting, Tongcheng.com would hand over all the materials to the police.
The meeting ended unhappily. No food was eaten, and no tea was drunk.
Ma Wangcai's reaction was not to stop, but to escalate the situation.
Not long after the meeting at the Hunan restaurant, a batch of fabricated posts appeared online, alleging that the website exploited merchants, illegally charged fees, and deceived consumers.
Immediately afterwards, people started going from stall to stall in Yuanwang Digital City and SEG Electronics Market, telling stall owners not to cooperate with Tongcheng.com, spreading rumors that merchants who had cooperated with them had been scammed and were charging illegal fees.
Then they started targeting Wu Wenjie's stall.
Around 4 PM that afternoon, two young men wearing black T-shirts arrived at Wu Wenjie's stall in Huaqiangbei. At the time, Wu Wenjie was in his office in the science park, and the stall was being watched by a young man in his twenties named Xiao Zhou, whom he had hired.
Two men in black T-shirts, one with a buzz cut and the other with short hair, stood in front of the glass counter, not even going inside, just standing there. Facing the aisle, they completely blocked the stall.
Backpackers who wanted to go in to look at the goods were blocked by their fierce gazes.
When Xiao Zhou called Wu Wenjie, two men in black T-shirts had been standing at the door for twenty minutes.
Wu Wenjie took a car from the Science and Technology Park back to Huaqiangbei. When he got to the third floor, he saw that there were now four people at the stall entrance.
Ma Wangcai was sitting in stall C087 not far away, drinking tea. He would glance over here from time to time with a smile on his lips, meaning he was waiting to see how Wu Wenjie would respond.
A crowd of onlookers gathered in the aisle, while the owners of several nearby stalls stood behind their counters, glancing over and laughing as they watched the spectacle unfold.
Wu Wenjie didn't argue with him; instead, he went to the management office on the first floor.
Liu, the deputy manager on duty at the market management office, looked troubled and said that no one had been assaulted or vandalized, so the security guards couldn't just forcibly remove them.
Wu Wenjie knew this was just an excuse. The management fee had increased twice, and the relationship between the management office and the merchants was already strained. As long as nothing serious happened, they would drag it out as long as possible.
He went back to the third floor and called 110 in front of the crowd.
The patrol officers arrived twenty minutes later, asked about the situation, registered their identities, and advised both parties to remain calm before leaving. As soon as the officers left, the four people returned to the stall entrance.
Wu Wenjie knew that Ma Wangcai was going to wear him down. He would block him without hitting or smashing anything, and without drawing blood. The patrol police didn't have a good way to deal with them, but they couldn't do business.
That evening, he called Lin Feng and told him everything.
Lin Feng asked on the phone how much stock the stall had and how much it was worth, then told him to move the valuable stock away that night, and that Lin Xiaoqiang would bring people over first thing tomorrow morning.
Before Lin Xiaoqiang went, Lin Feng instructed him, "No matter what kind of fight it is, whoever strikes first loses. As long as they strike first, things will be easier later." Tell Lin Xiaoqiang to find a way to get Ma Wangcai to strike first.
The next morning at 7:30, Lin Xiaoqiang and Tan Zhao arrived at the Yuanwang Digital City building with their men.
Most of these people were sales promoters he had personally trained in Shenzhen. They were usually busy visiting landlords, factories, and small shops in urban villages and industrial areas, and they were all very capable.
Lin Xiaoqiang divided them into two groups. One group, led by him, stood guard at the entrance of Wu Wenjie's stall; the other group, led by Tan Zhao, stood directly opposite Ma Wangcai's stall. He himself patrolled back and forth.
At 8:30, the shop assistant at Ma Wangcai's stall came to open the door. Upon going up to the third floor, he found more than a dozen strange men standing in the passageway, completely blocking the stall.
The shop assistant frantically called Ma Wangcai: "Boss, our stall entrance is blocked too, just like yesterday when we blocked A-Jie's stall!"
When Ma Wangcai arrived on the third floor, Wu Wenjie's stall had already started operating normally.
Xiao Zhou polished the glass display case until it gleamed, and several MP3 demo units were neatly arranged. Zhao Yong and his men stood guard at the entrance, on both sides of the aisle, leaving a passageway for customers to come and go freely.
At stall C087, however, the scene was quite different. Tan Zhao and his men had blocked the aisle, neither pushing nor shoving, but simply refusing to move.
Backpackers who came to pick up their goods couldn't squeeze through and went to other stalls instead.
Ma Wangcai also brought the two men in black T-shirts from last night and a few other henchmen, but Lin Xiaoqiang had arranged for people in advance, so the balance of power between the two sides was now different.
By noon, Ma Wangcai hadn't made a single sale at his stall, and his patience had reached its limit.
He slammed the teacup he was holding onto the counter, then led his men to the middle of the aisle and walked towards Tan Zhao and the others.
"Get out of the way! Do you believe I'll call the police?"
Tan Zhao didn't move, nor did the people around him. The people behind Ma Wangcai pushed forward, and in the shoving, a man with a short haircut wearing a thick gold chain bumped into the arm of a street vendor.
The promoter pushed back, and the two sides began shoving each other in the aisle, creating a tense atmosphere.
Lin Xiaoqiang strode over from Wu Wenjie's stall, blocking the two groups of people with his body. He shoved the man with the crew cut aside and stood in front of Ma Wangcai, warning him with a serious expression: "Ma Wangcai, try pushing him again with your men."
Ma Wangcai glanced at the number of people on his side, then at the people gathering behind Lin Xiaoqiang, and his facial muscles twitched.
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
When he made that call, Ma Wangcai basically called everyone he could in the Huaqiangbei area.
In less than an hour, more than a dozen vagrants from various digital malls and surrounding urban villages arrived one after another. Some wore sleeveless vests with thick chains around their necks, while others had crooked tattoos on their arms.
They gathered downstairs at the Yuanwang Digital City, some smoking, others staking out the area. Seeing this, several of the older security guards from Yuanwang immediately retreated into their duty room and locked the door.
Lin Xiaoqiang wasn't unprepared. He called the company in advance and asked Xu Xiaoming and several other sales representatives working in Longhua to come and help.
Around 5 p.m., when Yuanwang Digital City was about to close.
The entire aisle was packed with people. Everyone on either side was tense, and the air was thick with tension.
Ma Wangcai was ultimately the one who lost his composure first.
Around 6 p.m., the stalls in Huaqiangbei gradually turned off their lights and packed up, and backpackers carried black plastic bags downstairs.
Just as the people in the aisle were gradually thinning out, a burly man in a vest suddenly squeezed out of the crowd from Ma Wangcai's side, carrying a short steel pipe, and rushed towards the glass counter at the entrance of Wu Wenjie's stall.
Lin Xiaoqiang was the first to react. He sidestepped into the stall, shoved Xiao Zhou behind him, and grabbed a discarded desktop computer case from the counter.
The metal casing weighed over ten kilograms. As the burly man swung his steel pipe down, Lin Xiaoqiang had already moved forward to meet it, dodging the blow and smashing the metal casing horizontally against the man's ribs.
A dull thud echoed through the corridor, and the burly man groaned as he fell to his side.
At this moment, both sides made their move. Behind the burly man, more than a dozen people moved simultaneously!
Baseball bats, iron pipes, chains—all sorts of weapons were pulled out from under backpacks and clothes.
Lin Xiaoqiang blocked another steel pipe with his left arm, the pain making him see stars. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the stick with his backhand, and pulled it back hard, bringing the man's face to his knee. He then slammed his knee into the man's nose, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
To his left, Tan Zhao used a plastic stool to deflect a baton. The steel head of the baton hit the stool, bounced off, and scraped his brow bone, causing blood to trickle down his eyelid.
Unable to see clearly, he simply swung the stool around and smashed it at the other person.
Zhao Yong's palm was cut by the steel pipe, and his finger swelled up instantly. He tore off a piece of his sleeve to wrap around his hand, picked up the baseball bat that the other party had dropped from the ground, and swung it at the nearest henchman.
The two sides fought for nearly ten minutes. Although Lin Xiaoqiang's group had less fighting experience, they outnumbered the others and were well-coordinated.
If someone falls down, someone immediately steps in to help; if someone is surrounded, someone rushes over from the side to get them out of trouble.
Lin Xiaoqiang sustained two injuries, but he remained standing in front of Wu Wenjie's stall without retreating an inch. His physique, honed from his military service, proved invaluable in the melee; none of the henchmen who charged at him managed to escape unscathed.
In contrast, the men Ma Wangcai summoned, though fierce, lacked organization. They fought individually, and within minutes began to trip each other up.
When the group of thugs with blond hair saw that someone on Lin Xiaoqiang's side was bleeding and they were still hitting him, they became hesitant and stopped fighting.
Ma Wangcai hid inside his stall watching the chaos outside, his expression growing increasingly grim.
Patrol officers and police officers from the local police station arrived shortly afterward. The officers rushed up to the third floor and subdued all the people who were still fighting, while also taking control of Ma Wangcai and several of his core henchmen.
The third-floor corridor was a mess. Shards of glass cabinets were scattered all over the floor, prototypes and accessories were trampled to pieces, and there were specks of blood on the walls.
Several stalls had their roller shutters dented from the impact.
Lin Xiaoqiang's left forearm was swollen from the impact, and the blood on his ear had already clotted from a cut.
Zhao Yong's right hand, wrapped in bandages, was still bleeding. Tan Zhao had a large bruise on his left shoulder and a band-aid on his brow bone.
When Lin Feng arrived at Yuanwang Digital City, Zhang Ming and his men had already arrived and helped help the injured man to sit down. Lin Feng walked through the shards of glass to Lin Xiaoqiang.
When Lin Xiaoqiang saw him, he grinned and said it was nothing, that things were much tougher when he was in the army.
But Lin Feng's face was grim. He told all the injured sales promoters to go to the hospital for a full check-up, and that the company would cover all the expenses.
Then he asked Wu Wenjie to tally up the losses at the stall one by one, leaving nothing out and recording the exact amount.
After doing all this, Lin Feng didn't rush to the police station. He and Lin Xiaoqiang confirmed that Ma Wangcai's side had started the fight, and that there were surveillance cameras in the stall, so the evidence was conclusive.
Then he took out his phone and called the company's legal department, asking them to prepare all the relevant legal basis and complaint materials that night.
Then he gave Zhang Ming a second instruction: compile a statement of events, including the entire process from the first day when the other party blocked the stall, to Ma Wangcai calling for reinforcements, and finally when the other party started smashing the shop, and then add surveillance footage.
Zhang Ming finished organizing the materials in less than two hours, and Li Ying posted the thread on several major local forums and digital BBS in Shenzhen.
Claiming that some people in Huaqiangbei were engaging in bullying, market manipulation, vandalism, and assault, the local online community website stated it would pursue the matter to the fullest extent of the law. Within two hours of the post being published, it received over two hundred comments.
After finishing all this, Lin Feng rushed to the police station. Wu Wenjie had already completed the first round of questioning at the police station.
Lin Feng stood outside the police station for a moment. He had gathered all the necessary information about the scene and obtained the required surveillance video. As the legal representative of Fengchi Digital Technology Co., Ltd., he formally submitted the report to the Shenzhen Public Security Bureau.
The whistleblower report covers several key charges against Ma Wang's criminal gang:
First, they gathered unemployed individuals to besiege legitimate merchants in Yuanwang Digital City.
Second, they coerced other merchants into joining the "Huaqiangbei Communications Alliance".
Third, they have been posting false product information on local life websites for a long time, defrauding consumers.
Fourth, instigating individuals to vandalize commercial stalls.
Each accusation was accompanied by evidence: screenshots from surveillance footage, a list of stall losses, witness testimonies supporting multiple buyer complaints, and written statements from some of the eleven merchants who claimed they were coerced into signing the joint letter.
Meanwhile, reporters from several newspapers in Shenzhen rushed to the scene. Facing the reporters, Lin Feng calmly explained to them the problems with the Huaqiangbei refurbished machine market and why Tongcheng Life Network needed to establish an inspection system.
He made it clear that he wasn't trying to take anyone's livelihood off the table, but rather to make the market more transparent. Buyers have the right to know whether they are receiving an original or refurbished device, and honest refurbishing business owners also have the right to be treated differently.
The only ones that try to scam people by passing off refurbished phones as original ones are the ones that Tongcheng Life Network wants to clean up.
When the report came out, Manager Chen of the Huaqiangbei Management Office took the initiative to contact Lin Feng to express his apologies.
The Huaqiangbei Police Station also transferred the case to the branch bureau, which set up a special task force to investigate and deal with the bullying and monopolistic practices in the Shenzhen electronics market.
The Ministry of Justice simultaneously prepared civil litigation materials and formally filed a civil lawsuit against Ma Wangcai and his accomplices for compensation, citing the violent attack on Wu Wenjie's stall.
A few days later, Ma Wangcai was formally arrested. A notice for the transfer of the stall was posted on the roller shutter door of stall C087.
Of the dozen or so merchants who initially signed the joint letter, those who did not participate in the violent conflict all proactively contacted Wu Wenjie to apply for "Honest Renovation" certification.