Chapter 1107 The Most Failed Pretender in History

Electricity is a special commodity that cannot be stored, will be lost, and will be supplied unevenly.

If you want to sell electricity scattered across the state and even around the world to different places, a strong power supply network is indispensable. This is the role of the power supply line company, to transport power to every place that needs it.

But power line companies do not produce electricity; their business is to sell electricity.

And because electricity prices are basically fixed, but demand and supply are ever-changing, how to sell the most electricity to the most customers is their biggest concern.

Nowadays, power shortages and demand exceed supply have become a global norm, so the sudden appearance of at least 100 gigabytes of installed capacity is no less than a gold mine for them.

Zhou Xiangan's call went directly to Mr. Wang's boss, telling them that Mr. Zhuang of Almighty Manor had extra electricity on hand, which could alleviate the current serious power shortage.

In the fight between Zhou Lei and Mr. Wang, Zhou Xiangan couldn't protect his calf and couldn't end the battle himself, but at this time...

You have to forgive an angry old father.

Mr. Wang's boss immediately reported the news without even hesitating.

The three words "Zhuang Buyuan" can now be said to be a golden sign.

After Zhou Xiangan made the call, he felt a little want to laugh. One day, he would use someone else's tiger skin as a banner?

When there is an extreme shortage of energy, and major cities and network branches are fighting for a small amount of electric energy quota, if we see electric energy that is more precious than gold mines, why don't we just keep rolling over?

With the words "Zhuang Buyuan", there is almost no need to verify the authenticity. Mr. Wang's boss's boss's boss is already ready to snatch it.

The boss asked directly: "Who is in Xucheng? Send him to contact us quickly!"

Mr. Wang, who had just planned to go to the hospital to check his injuries and give Zhou Lei a lesson, immediately rushed in without even caring about his nose.

But he didn't expect that he would receive such a rejection.

He chased after Zhuang Buyuan: "Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang, if you don't sell to our power supply network company, who are you going to sell it to... We are the only ones with this authority in the state..."

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly and said nothing. He did not stay at the venue any longer. He turned around and left, rode on Uncle Ling, and with a loud and clear long cry, it turned into a lightning bolt in the sky and disappeared. Deep in the high-rise buildings of Xucheng.

Mr. Wang watched Zhuang Buyuan disappear with a puzzled expression on his forehead.

What exactly happened here?

Zhou Lei sat silently in the police car, with a policeman sitting next to him. He glanced at him and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.

He looked in the rearview mirror and glanced at the passenger in front of him, both feeling a little headache.

It was just a fist move, so it probably wasn't a minor injury, but once the investigation started, it would be troublesome.

They also know Zhou Lei's identity. He is a young and promising official in the prime of life and can be regarded as a rising star in Xucheng.

In this way, I am afraid that the pearl will be covered in dust and the bright pearl will fall into hiding.

In officialdom, some things can be big or small, but doing something like this...

Just as they were about to arrive at the police station, a car suddenly caught up with them.

The car window opened, and Mr. Wang shouted to the police car: "Stop, stop! Wait! Please wait!"

"I'm fine, I'm fine! We just had a little conflict, it's okay!"

"We are just having an ordinary dispute..."

Several policemen stopped their cars on the side of the road, looking puzzled. I made another phone call and went back. After hearing the order from my superior, I looked at each other, gave the two of them a verbal lesson with puzzled expressions, and drove away.

Zhou Lei looked at Mr. Wang blankly and angrily: "What else do you want? Believe it or not, I will beat you again!"

"You hit, you hit, you hit me, hit me a few more times..." Mr. Wang came up and said, "Zhou Lei, Lao Zhou, it was my fault just now. We are all old classmates. I was just joking with you, joking, You adults don’t care about the faults of villains, so just show your noble hand and let me go..."

Zhou Lei raised his fists, but when he looked around, he felt something was wrong: "Don't think I don't know. You must have arranged for someone to collect evidence somewhere. Wang, I won't be fooled by you!"

"No, no, no... I mean it, please hit me a few more times..."

Zhou Lei narrowed his eyes: "Wang, you are too vicious. You don't want to lose your own face, but you want to frame me? Do you think I will be fooled?"

"No, no, no, I really didn't..."

"I'm telling you, I just won't do what you did today. Don't you find it distasteful to me? Why did you suddenly do this? Don't say it was because of your conscience..."

"No no no..."

"Get out of the way, I'm leaving! Don't block my way!"

"You surnamed Zhou, are you a man? If I ask you to hit me, you won't even dare to hit me!"

"Am I a man and you still judge me? Get out of here!"

"Are you going to do it or not?"

"Haha, you think I'm stupid."

"I told you not to do anything!"

Mr. Wang rushed forward and hit Zhou Lei on the chin with an uppercut.

"You're going to hit me?" Zhou Lei had been holding back for a long time, but now he was punched again. He couldn't bear it anymore and immediately rushed forward with his fists waving.

The two people slapped each other.

Then he was taken to the police station by onlookers.

Zhuang Buyuan rushed out from the side with his mouth open: "Wait, wait!"

No, there's something wrong with the development of this matter. Why is it different from what you imagined?

According to the script, Mr. Wang should be crying and begging Zhou Lei to take action. All kinds of low-profile begging made Zhou Lei extremely happy.

Because only in this way will Zhuang Buyuan sell the electric energy to the power supply line company, otherwise Mr. Wang's boss will have to kill him.

In this way, Zhuang Buyuan can act cool, vent his anger to Zhou Lei, earn some money for himself, and find somewhere to go for the electricity that has nowhere to go in the manor.

But why did things develop a little differently?

Mr. Wang was beaten, but it seemed that Zhou Lei was beaten worse?

Zhou Xiang'an stood outside the door of the detention room sadly, looking at Zhou Lei and Mr. Wang who were bruised and swollen inside.

He had been to the police station many times, but this was the first time to get his son out.

He was heartbroken: "You... you, what should I say to you! Are you children? You... alas..."

He didn't even know what to say.

Then he turned around suddenly: "And you! You, you, you..."

Next to him, Zhuang Buyuan chuckled and scratched his head.

What should I do if I fail to pretend?

And it’s not an ordinary failure.

Simply the first failure in history!

So, what to do next? Is this electricity still for sale? To whom?