Tou Feiying replied, “It’s not about what Feiying will do, but we’ll both be finished! If my brother continues like this, Feiying will have to take over the army and clean up the mess for my brother.”
Meng Qing retorted, “The fox’s tail is showing. You’ve long wanted to replace me, right? Was Gong Shi bought by you?”
Tou Feiying laughed coldly. He was not there for verbal sparring: “Brother, isn’t Zhang Qi taking people to the neighboring city today? With no one by your side, I’ve already surrounded this place. Just hand over military power. For the sake of brotherhood, I’ll send you to retire in the countryside.”
Meng Qing laughed, tapping the desk. Several military officers walked in from outside.
Tou Feiying turned back and saw Zhang Qi leading the way, realizing: Meng Qing had used his own strategy against him. There hadn’t been any gunshots outside his command headquarters – the ambush had likely been silently dealt with!
Seeing the situation deteriorate, Tou Feiying’s face turned ashen, pleading: “Brother, brother, forgive me!”
Meng Qing raised his chin, signaling Zhang Qi and the others to take Tou Feiying away. But Tou Feiying suddenly drew his gun, pointing it at Meng Qing: “Nobody move!”
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Meng Qinghua Bank opened a safe deposit box in the names of these four children, converting half of Tu Feibai’s deposits and bonds into gold bars or silver dollars, storing them in the safe deposit box, and donating the other half to the Charity Institute, requesting that the institute manage the bank safe deposit box until the children reach adulthood.
Meng Qing sent people to inquire in both Wang Villages and found Qiangzi’s parents. They were initially surprised, and after hearing about Qiangzi’s situation, although they did not explicitly say anything, they appeared hesitant and sad.
Meng Qing understood they were worried about their future. How could such a poor family afford to raise a child who cannot work and only eats? When he sent Qiangzi home, he also brought a large box of silver dollars. Both elderly people knelt down, crying.
On the return journey, Meng Qing was unusually silent. Yu Yi asked him, “Are you still thinking about Qiangzi?”
Yu Yi did not respond, just looking at him, waiting for his answer. “
