si-mexico Chapter 316 A Naked Trampling on Life
Chapter 316 A Naked Trampling on Life
"Then let's investigate the companies associated with them and see if we can find any clues."
"Yes, Qizhi."
Lan Ying was full of fighting spirit. As a police officer, she had been timid and hesitant when facing important figures, but once given the opportunity, she was willing to do what her father did, even at the cost of her life.
trial room.
Three blows shatter the spirit of society, officer, I confess, I confess everything.
The thugs arrested at Xishan Mine couldn't withstand a single round of attacks. Qi Tongwei hadn't even used much force, and they all confessed and became exceptionally docile.
The thugs and hooligans all followed Chen Dali's orders. The dead miners were transported directly to the Xishan Crematorium for cremation, and their ashes were thrown into the sea or scattered in any pond.
Qi Tongwei then quickly arrested Director Chen of the Xishan Crematorium and subjected him to severe torture. However, it wasn't torture, but rather a profound ideological education, a way of persuading people with reason.
The principle of leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist was upheld. Director Chen quickly confessed, saying that a total of eighteen unidentified corpses were transported from the Xishan Mine and burned.
Based on the miners' recollections, about eighteen people died, and at least a hundred or so were thrown out because they were sick.
Eighteen living people just vanished from this world without a trace; it's terrifying to even think about.
And then there are at least a hundred or so who survived with injuries and illnesses, perhaps already dead in some corner, or perhaps lying in a hospital bed, barely clinging to life. It's pitiful to even think about.
Capitalists will do anything for money, blatantly and without any moral bottom line, trampling on life.
The newspapers gave it extensive coverage; in any case, Qi Tongwei had already leaked it to the reporters. The more they tried to cover it up, the more it would damage the government's credibility. This was the decision made by Provincial Party Secretary Li Yong'an: if you're wrong, you have to admit it; if you're going to be punished, you have to stand up straight.
After the report, someone spread the rumor that the behind-the-scenes boss of Xishan Mine was related to Chenjiazhai, and Chenjiazhai was suddenly in a state of panic.
Anyway, the more it's spread in society, the more bizarre it becomes. Unofficial histories may not be true, but they're definitely outlandish.
As a result, Chen Wenxiong, the head of Chenjiazhai, could not keep a low profile even if he wanted to, and naturally became the subject of the most discussion.
Chen Wenxiong sipped his tea, his usual composure gone, his anger now quite evident.
Chen Zhilong was furious. "Dad, that kid must have spread this. He's slandering you and defaming Chen Family Village!"
Slander! If Qi Tongwei heard this, he would spit a mouthful of phlegm at him. How could you say such a thing?
Chen Wenxiong was also feeling incredibly frustrated, as if he had swallowed a fly. His patience was being slowly worn down by that bastard Qi Tongwei; the boy was going too far.
Of course, Qi Tongwei was really wronged in this matter. It was indeed not him who spread it. Tianhe City is so big, who says there aren't people with ulterior motives? There are plenty of people who have suffered losses in Chenjiazhai in the business world.
"After your second uncle is buried, send that kid to hell."
Chen Zhilong was very excited, "Dad, you've made up your mind?"
I have my own plans.
Chen Wenxiong took a sip of tea. Even if it meant taking a risk, Qi Tongwei couldn't be allowed to stay.
“Dad, that kid is still frantically investigating the Xishan mine. I think we need to convince the government that Chen Dali is the mine owner before this matter can truly be put to rest.”
"In a couple of days, I'll have Gao Ming, the general manager of Jinshi Mining, turn himself in. Then, the blame will naturally fall on the Chen brothers, Daji and Dali."
Chen Zhilong couldn't help but want to applaud his shrewd and calculating father.
"Dad, your move is brilliant. This will give the police station another headache. If they want to protect Chen Daji's reputation, they have to downplay this matter. If they don't protect Chen Daji's reputation, the public will think that the murderer is acting on behalf of God, which will seriously damage the image of the police and the credibility of the government. In any case, they definitely won't investigate any further. The government also hopes to quell this matter as soon as possible."
"Son, learn from your father."
The father and son are cut from the same cloth; there's no need for a paternity test. They are both equally ruthless. In their minds, those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles, and what do the lives of miners matter?
In the provincial party committee meeting room, after a deluge of public opinion, Li Yong'an, the provincial party secretary, was also criticized by central leaders.
Although Li Yong'an was criticized, the central leadership still trusted him. As the forefront of reform and opening up, Guangdong's rapid economic development will inevitably expose many problems. Problems should be solved, and the courage to admit mistakes is also a leader's ability and courage.
"Comrades, the municipal party committee and government have just submitted a compensation plan for absentee workers. Each person will receive 500 yuan per month in wages, plus an additional 3000 to 8000 yuan in compensation for emotional distress. If any worker is ill, they should receive treatment first, and the municipal government will cover all compensation and medical expenses."
The Tianhe municipal government was so generous for two reasons. First, it wanted to quell the matter quickly. Second, since Chen Wenjie was the mayor and the money was being spent by the government, he was naturally eager to have the government foot the bill for the mess his elder brother Chen Wenxiong had made. It was a win-win situation.
Governor Du Jianzhang began by saying, "The most important thing now is to solve the miners' practical problems: medical treatment, wages, and contacting their families. I think this plan is feasible."
After the top two leaders spoke, other provincial leaders expressed their approval of the plan, and even a show of hands vote was waived.
Changing the subject abruptly, Li Yong'an said with deep sorrow:
"Comrades, 187 miners represent 187 families. These past few years must have been an eternity for their families. During the Spring Festival, parents long for their children, wives long for their husbands, and children long for their fathers. Year after year, they have been waiting. Some haven't been home for more than four years."
"Comrades, if we just put ourselves in the shoes of those miners and their families, we can all understand the despair they felt."
Li Yong'an paused for a moment, couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly raised his voice, revealing an barely suppressed anger.
"Comrades, what about those eighteen victims whose bodies were never recovered? How could they dare to trample on other people's lives so wantonly? This is not only breaking the law, but also challenging the government."
"Comrades, there are at least a hundred more miners who were thrown out because they were sick and unable to work. We don't know how they are now, whether they've recovered, or whether they're still alive. We have no idea."
"Everyone here shares a responsibility. These migrant workers came to eastern Guangdong in response to the country's call, leaving their hometowns to earn money with their own hard work. Yet we failed to provide them with adequate service, which is a serious dereliction of duty."
"Comrades, this is a profound lesson. We must learn from it and never let such a tragedy happen again."
As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause rang out in the conference room.
The provincial leaders all looked somber. For them, being in a position of power, it was incomprehensible why someone could be so wicked for money. It was a living, breathing human life. After all, it wasn't a chaotic era; why would someone have to exploit someone like that?
Ye Xingguo stared at Chen Wangui, making Chen Wangui feel a little guilty. As a member of Chenjiazhai, he naturally spoke up for Chenjiazhai, but he really didn't know what Chen Wenxiong was up to. Of course, Chen Wenxiong would never tell him, and they maintained a tacit understanding.