Twenty years of cold chain

Chapter 55 What I Can Do

As soon as the call was made, Yu Dajun urged Lin Xiang to come to the southern suburbs to discuss the details. When they met, it was already dusk. Yu Dajun had prepared wine and meat in the prefab house and was waiting impatiently.

After Kang Xingkai explained the whole story, Yu Dajun clenched his fists, and his expression turned pale. He was breathing heavily, and an uncontrollable anger was radiating from him. This state of mind silenced Lin Xiang and Kang Xingkai, their silence speaking volumes, revealing a strong and unyielding will.

Yu Dajun downed a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), then exhaled a strong breath of alcohol. "Is this how you bully people? Treating people like pancakes, slapping and hitting them whenever you want!"

"Dajun, do you have any ideas?"

Quietly, Yu Dajun's arrogance vanished. His anger, which had ripped off the roof of the shack, only made the people in front of him more flustered. Seeing their dusty and disheveled appearance, Yu Dajun first tore off a chicken leg for the two of them, then tore the roast chicken into pieces on a plate with his hands.

"First of all, we need to understand the importance of this matter. Taking money to change data, especially at a platform like the South Suburbs, means that if we can't get this back, Shutong's academic path will be ruined. Given his ambition, he might not even be able to return to being a normal person."

Kang Xingkai swallowed a large mouthful of wine and the meat in his mouth, his head lowered, tears welling up in his eyes once again.

"You've come to me because you all believe in Shutong, just like me. He helped my Yu Dajun, and I imagine he has close ties with both of you. Now this matter is jeopardizing his future. We must do our utmost, and leave the outcome to fate, but we must strive to have a clear conscience!"

Lin Xiang and Kang Xingkai both nodded, feeling a sense of anticipation, because it seemed that this person already had a plan.

"Mr. Lin will never buy Bingneng's cars again, and Brother Kang was also set up. Bingneng is ruthless, so don't blame us for being unjust! This matter hasn't spread yet because someone is blocking it. What we need to do is force Bingneng to give in! Force him to withdraw his slander against Shutong and behave like a decent human being!"

Lin Xiang nodded, but his worry was written all over his face. This matter was too difficult; it was, without exaggeration, a "fatal scare." Yu Dajun's idea was the ideal scenario; otherwise, if the charges were settled and then reinstated, or if the charges were cleared after expulsion, that would be a completely different story. People's hearts are unpredictable and their thoughts are complex. Even if the stain is washed away in the future, there will inevitably be arguments like, "Why were you smeared?"

"Dajun, for one large company to go back on its word to another, especially when it involves such a sensitive matter, will have a huge impact on the industry. Bingneng would never tarnish its own reputation like that."

"When Bingneng resorts to any means to secure orders, does it ever consider its own reputation? It sacrifices someone's promising future; its intentions are despicable! We don't concern ourselves with corporate matters; we're simply retaliating against Shutong for his sake!"

"Tell me, how do I do it!"

"We'll do what we can." Yu Dajun's expression was resolute, revealing a ruthless determination. "Bingneng has a long-standing partnership with cold storage builders. During the construction of cold storage facilities, they recommend refrigerated trucks to Bingneng. As far as I know, Bingneng has no fewer than ten such partners throughout Mingjiang Province, and Chenxing, where I work, is one of them."

"Twelve," Kang Xingkai said, taking over the information. "I've compiled the data on cold storage builders. There were nine before, and three more were added after the New Year. Bingneng will take a cut from each cold storage builder based on the number of vehicles they build."

At this point, Kang Xingkai's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

Yu Dajun said, "I'll take the lead on this matter. I'll send a letter to Bingneng by the day after tomorrow at the latest. Brother Kang can contact as many companies as he can. Don't say anything like 'we're no longer cooperating.' Tell them to postpone everything."

Then Yu Dajun looked at Lin Xiang, "The same goes for the refrigerated truck customers. Mr. Lin, your approach is the same as ours: immediately block the order. If you know of any other refrigerated truck resources related to ice energy, block them for him too!"

Lin Xiang frowned. "Dajun, have you heard about the Panhu Demonstration Port?"

"I've heard of it. It started around the same time as the southern suburbs project, and it's also a big project."

"It's strange, really. The day I came to Mingyuan, I received a phone call. The person mentioned Shutong's name and asked me to help him investigate ice energy."

"Does Bing Neng know about this?" Yu Dajun asked hurriedly.

Lin Xiang nodded. "I've mentioned this before. Panhu Demonstration Port is huge, and Bingneng will definitely take it very seriously. They might already be working on a targeted plan."

"Then who could this person be?"

"He didn't say much, but he sounded like someone who was quite familiar with Shutong."

Yu Dajun's eyes flashed. Panhu City is north of Panzhu City, both belonging to the same province, and its development is better than that of Panzhu City. If Hu Shutong has connections in even the Panhu Demonstration Port, he has even more confidence in what he is doing.

"Here's what you'd say: tell that guy about Bingneng's recent moves and get his opinion. If we can bring Panhu Demonstration Port in as well, the impact will be completely different!"

"clear!"

At the turn of spring and summer, thunder rumbled that night.

Through the small window of the prefab house, lightning flashed like wildly growing willow branches, and the wind swept across the pebbles on the ground, making a sound like a razor shaving a thick beard.

Yu Dajun stood at the door, praying silently. This hurdle was difficult to overcome, and he was largely powerless to control it. Aside from banging on Bing Neng, there was nothing he could do. He knew that if he couldn't get through this, he would never see Hu Shutong again, the passionate man with the light in his eyes.

Fueled by alcohol, Yu Dajun suddenly felt resentful again, regretting that he was just a small contractor who could only manage the size of the construction site.

The rain created mud puddles in front of the prefabricated houses, splashing up drops of gray muddy water.

Amidst the mist and ripples, he clenched his fist.

Looking at the lifeless southern suburbs, he made a decision that would have a profound impact on him.

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