I, the public enemy

Chapter 50 How to Pinch a Persimmon

Wang Qing fought for nine hundred years in his previous life, reaching the supreme realm, understanding the rise and fall of Yin and Yang, and the prosperity and decline of ancient and modern times.

As soon as Ye Qinghan appeared at the party, the first people to approach her either had an explicit contract with Mercury Group or a implicit alliance.

All "strategic cooperation" and "business partnerships" are essentially about defining the boundaries of interests, sharing risks and costs, and exchanging market prey.

Wang Qing's month-long study of the makeshift hospital has provided a glimpse into the whole picture.

The power pyramid in the makeshift hospitals was not built with money, but with "irreplaceable resources".

The alliance between bureaucrats and merchants is a combination of resources, policy access, technological barriers, distribution networks, and capital leverage. When these resources are united, they don't need to fight directly; they only need to raise the industry's entry barriers and adjust the supply chain valves to make new entrants and small and medium-sized players live or die at their mercy.

Once the great tree is erected, not a blade of grass can grow; its shade covers the entire world, preventing the sun from shining.

What is given to you is yours. What is not given to you, you cannot take. Otherwise, you are... a member of the demonic path.

The end goal of this game is not conquest, but collusion. The game of the deer hunt is a return to basics.

The essence of power struggles is not possession, but circulation. Prosperity and decline follow each other, and the way of Heaven is ever-changing.

Those who seize by force leave only bones, while those who skillfully adapt govern all beings. The masters here sit calmly on their fishing platform, thus remaining invincible.

The water in the makeshift hospital was very deep, so Wang Qing couldn't go on a killing spree.

No rush, let's play along with him.

For someone of Wang Qing's stature, this party is just a small affair, but the behind-the-scenes dealings are terrifying, far more so than a billion single women in their late twenties and early thirties.

The history of makeshift hospitals does not conform to historical cycles and economic models. The Heavenly Council also presents itself as harmless, but there is someone else behind it. At the end of all the incomprehensible mysteries, there are those who have connections to the heavens, who do not wield power and make all decisions, and have been hidden in the dust for thousands of years without war.

Wang Qing used to be a top figure in all the heavens and myriad realms. He knew exactly which big shots liked to cause trouble and had some candidates in mind, but he also felt something was off. He really didn't know which high-end person had set up such a high-end place.

"Huh? It's actually Chairman Ye. There are quite a few kids here today. I thought it was some girls' high school."

The top leader of [Taixu Computing Power] in Cangzhou came over immediately. People of similar rank, without being obsequious or humble, made jokes that were well-balanced, even if they were incredibly awkward, they were still good jokes.

The helmet that Wang Qing showed Mo Zhenxiong yesterday was made by the company that Mo Zhenxiong works for.

Ye Qinghan simply nodded in acknowledgment, not paying much attention. Not only in Cangzhou, but also in the strategic planning of the group headquarters, the two companies were mutually reliable, and personal relationships would not affect cooperation in the slightest.

"Chairman Ye, let me show you to your seat. And this is?"

The city councilor of Gray Core City glanced at Wang Qing and asked respectfully.

Each state has different laws. In Cangzhou, except for the capital city, all cities are governed by a council system, where elected city councilors collectively exercise legislative and executive functions. The speaker/mayor does not have many additional powers.

Ye Qinghan was a heavyweight, and a lot of people surrounded him when he arrived. Since it was unnecessary to focus on training Wang Qing's mental state as the main task today, the final task was to let him make an appearance.

Because of Wang Qingguang's strong and imposing presence, his well-tailored gray suit made him appear as imposing as a deep pool or a towering mountain, causing those who approached him to lower their guard, which was somewhat intimidating.

However, those present were all elites from Graycore City, with generally high cultivation levels. It was obvious that this person was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, which seemed quite incongruous.

Ye Qinghan tidied up Wang Qing because first impressions are very important.

She had originally planned to give Wang Qing the identity of a technical management trainee today. The identity itself was secondary; the important thing was that she brought him along. However, she changed her mind at the last minute before getting off the bus.

"The newly hired assistant."

Ye Qinghan adjusted her fur coat and looked at Wang Qing. The guy did look quite dashing in that outfit.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied. Those in the early stages of Qi Refining should be students, right? Common sense dictates that in the centralized power environment of the makeshift hospital, the vice president is usually a scapegoat with limited influence. Assistants need to be differentiated by their role; the difference between an assistant to a junior manager and an assistant to a high-ranking official is like night and day.

The assistant of an important person must have the work qualities equivalent to that of a deputy general manager. Many people in makeshift hospitals don't like the style of period dramas, so an assistant might be like a disciple.

At this moment, Wang Qing realized that this position did not come from himself. It had a certain influence outside, but for Ye Qinghan, it could be removed at any time. It was a position completely subordinate to others and was worthless.

When President Ye speaks, every word must be responded to, but one's own position must not overstep its bounds; polite interactions are sufficient. While bearing Ye Qinghan's name, one must not speak arrogantly, nor should one be humble.

"Thanks to Mr. Ye's guidance, it is an honor to meet you all."

The word "fortunate" cannot be used, as it would lower one's status. One should pick on the weak and seek help from those with whom one has a connection. The forces at play are unclear. Under the makeshift hospital system, the municipal government has received favors from major corporations. In Wang Qing's view, this councilor is someone he has a connection with. "Gray Core City is the trade hub of Cangzhou. It's a mixed bag and difficult to manage. You must be having a very hard time."

Wang Qing went straight up and shook hands with the councilor. He knew his own face was worthless, but he had to give face to President Ye.

When the councilor saw Wang Qing come up to shake hands, he had no choice but to accept.

Upon arrival, after surveying the cultivation levels of the various individuals present, I roughly assessed the structure of Gray Core City. The people in the municipal government were generally weak, with very few even reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. The police and political circles in Cangzhou were separate, which was interesting. It was still the domain of local powerful families and their businesses. The mastermind behind the Spider Gang was still unclear.

The councilor didn't know if he was being foolish or if Wang Qing had some kind of superhuman strength, but his hand was gripped so tightly it hurt like his bones were about to crack, and he didn't let go for several seconds.

Seeing that the councilor was about to lose his composure, Wang Qingcai relaxed. The councilor's hands were trembling slightly, and the paper was blank and bloodless.

"Young people have a lot of energy."

The councilor's emotions fluctuated, and he grumbled, "Is this the early stage of Qi Refining? It can only be said that being someone close to Ye Qinghan has something unique about him."

"It's alright." Wang Qing thought to himself, "Once the influence I've cultivated in the Southern District has grown, and Planck has become famous in the underworld, not only is he strong, but my house is also quite big. If I get tired of playing, I can just rest. It's fine. Excuse me, where is the reserved seat? I've come all this way, let me show you around, Mr. Ye."

Wang Qing took the initiative and did the work that the organizers had been doing.

Although he acted naturally, his aura made him seem a bit aggressive, but that was all; he was perfectly proper.

Ye Qinghan was extremely surprised. Wang Qing's performance far exceeded her expectations. It was flawless. He managed to control the scene in front of so many people. For his first appearance, it was perfect.

Although it wasn't quite to the point of being proud, it wasn't a loss of face at all.

"I……"

The congressman hadn't finished speaking.

"Wang Qing! Over here!"

An Zhi put her hands to her mouth to amplify her voice and shouted at Wang Qing. This was not the occasion to call him "Emperor of the Otaku." She should give the otaku some face. She even waved to him.

Wang Qing's forehead creased with annoyance. "What the hell are you doing here? I'm here on business, I don't have time to play with kids."

"You two know each other?"

Ye Qinghan recognized An Zhi. There were only so many children of elite talents in Gray Core City, and An Zhi's wheat-colored skin was quite unique. If he remembered correctly, her father worked for the Cangzhou Central Government, stationed in Gray Core City.

"Yes, they're classmates."

Wang Qing's tactics were ruthless.

Little did Ye Qinghan know that in her eyes, no matter how arrogant Wang Qing was, he was still just a kid.

"Since we're classmates, let's go have some fun together."

Ye Qinghan gestured with his hand, having achieved his goal for the night. Wang Qing went about his business, leaving him behind. He then spoke with the head of Taixu Computing Power and had the councilor lead the way.

Wang Qing: "..."

An Zhi was a very energetic person. She ran over and patted Wang Qing on the shoulder, saying, "You look quite dashing in this outfit... um...."

The word "spirit" is a mixed bag, carrying both praise and criticism.

An Zhi delivered her remarks.

Wang Qing: "..."