Mayor Shan gave Director Zhou, who was drinking his tea with his head lowered, a strange look.
As an atheist and a staunch materialist, he really struggled to explain Ma Baojin and Feng Zhihong's broken legs using any theory he knew!
Everyone there had seen and heard it themselves. Ma Baojin had openly challenged Director Zhou: "I'll be waiting. Let's see how you break my legs!"
Then, just seconds later, both men's legs had been broken!
How could anyone explain that?
The staircase from the second floor was neither particularly steep nor particularly long. Yet somehow, Ma Baojin had missed a step and instinctively grabbed Feng Zhihong, sending both of them tumbling down. Not only had they banged their heads, they had fractured their hips too!
Was that eerie or what?
"Stop looking at me. It was just a coincidence!" Director Zhou had grown impatient with being stared at like an alien.
One person staring was bad enough. Who could stand everyone around them doing it?
"Even if it was a coincidence, don't you think it's also a heaven-sent opportunity?" Mayor Shan's eyes gleamed. He had realized that as word of this incident spread and gathered momentum, it would have an extremely favorable impact on their plan to clean up and close down the small coal mines, giving it a tremendous boost.
Put simply, they could use Director Zhou's fearsome reputation to intimidate the local township and village bullies, then seize the opportunity to act decisively and cut through the mess. Once one or two of the toughest holdouts had been swiftly dealt with and shut down, the other small coal mines would naturally fall into line.
The thought flashed through Zhou Yi's mind, and he immediately understood what the mayor meant. He couldn't help laughing. "It's a good opportunity,