"Whoever dares to come in, I will shoot!"

In front of the factory, dozens of factory managers scooping rifles were holding guns. Sun Ermao, the leader, scooped a large German mirror box in his hand, shouting at the tax officials and the central police outside the iron gate.

The central police outside the door who had suppressed bandits locally would have no past behavior, but instead answered without showing any weakness:

"I'm not a fire stick in my hand. If you insist on resisting the inspection, you'll break it first."

In this way, neither side dared to take another step and was in a stalemate.

At this time, no matter where both sides are a little excited, a disaster that is at risk will happen immediately.

Such confrontations are rare in China. When this confrontation was staged, around, reporters from Guangdong and local newspapers who had received the news from somewhere, scooped up their cameras to record the scene in front of them.

Originally, there seemed to be no resistance to cracking down on counterfeit and shoddy products, whether in Guangdong or elsewhere. After all, those factory owners themselves were unreasonable, and they had long been propaganda guided by the local Guoshu Party in Guangdong and deliberately made it into a typical example of "traitoring the people and harming the people". Even the crime of "destroying China and making a name for itself" was almost equivalent to traitors. Naturally, they would not resist the investigation and punishment of the military and police.

But a smooth journey does not mean that everyone will wait for death. At least for Sun Xiangcai, the famous "industrial tycoon" in the Wuyi area, in his heart, he has resisted the anti-counterfeiting.

Originally, "Anle Clothing Factory" did not enter the anti-counterfeiting sight. After all, the quality of "Anle" is considered a local famous brand. But who learned the news that the quality of Anle produced by Anle Clothing Factory is indeed good, but at the same time it also counterfeits multiple brands. Even even the "Binbin Brand" in Yungang was also counterfeited. Some people even reported that "Anle Factory is the largest counterfeiting den in Guangdong", after all, this company is the second largest clothing factory in Guangdong. Otherwise, Sun Xiangcai would not have been named an "industrial tycoon".

During the report, Sun Xiangcai not only made fakes, but also smuggled. He used a small sailboat to transport fake brand shirts to the high seas, and then took the iron ship to overseas. Thirty-five goods sold in Nanyang came from "Anle". In this way, the Central Police General Administration, who had originally longed to catch a "typical" situation, naturally saw "Anle" and Sun Xiangcai.

After some confirmation, the three joint law enforcement agencies of the local police station, the Central Police Branch, and the State Taxation Bureau have been jointly enforced. But to their surprise, they encountered the "armed anti-law" in front of them. Originally, the Wuyi area was a popular place for bandits. Even now, there are still small bandits in the local area. As a hometown of overseas Chinese, there are far more civil guns than other areas in Guangdong Province.

At this time, nearly 100 factory managers were holding guns in the "Anle Clothing Factory". They were holding guns, and nearby, some rural farmers holding guns were incited to take guns around and point guns at these "official troops".

"Friends, these officials cannot extort, so we are going to seal our Anle Factory..."

Inside the factory gate, several workers shouted loudly and incited, but the reporters around seemed very excited at this time. They finally waited for this big news.

"It depends on how the State Council ends!"

The anti-counterfeiting is advocated by the State Council, but in the eyes of some reporters, the more or less of the "anti-counterfeiting" total of large companies and large enterprises in Longhai, Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas are not unrelated. After all, anti-counterfeiting will hardly cause any losses to them, and will only severely damage these small factories and small enterprises with poor technical capabilities. As local journalists, they have more or less various views on this.

The arrogant attitude of the factory guard in front of the factory gate, coupled with the impulse of the surrounding villagers, only made the military and police coming from the provincial capital nervous. They were not afraid of something, but were really worried that if someone fired a gun, it might cause some chaos...

Just when the police were in a stalemate with the factory director, Yu Debao, who was so scared that he wanted to hide aside, hurried over and said to the special envoy sent by the Guangdong Branch in a persuasive manner:

"Slow! Slow! Officer Zhang, I, I'll go in and talk to them before talking."

Yu Debao, wearing a black uniform, entered the factory in a pretentious manner. At this time, General Manager Sun Xiangcai and some of the factory leaders were closely observing the precarious situation.

When he saw Sun Xiangcai, Yu Debao quickly smiled and said:

"Boss Sun! You are here too."

"Um!"

With a cold response, Sun Xiangcai looked at Yu Debaoshi with a slightly angry look on his face. The money he spent on the police was wasted. When they came, the Yu surnamed did not even have any news. There was hundreds of thousands of goods in the warehouse of this factory, and once it was found out...

"Director Yu, I said, our Sun family is not treating you poorly, you are singing the same song!"

Without waiting for Sun Xiangcai to speak, his nephew, Sun Jiacheng, started to speak first.

"Young Master, look, this, this is the one I can make!"

Yu Debao smiled awkwardly.

"Isn't this all the special commissioners in charge? I, I, I, are just the directors of a small police station. They are all the central commissioners!"

Faced with the blame of his "parents with food and clothing", Yu Debao found reasons for himself. The reason why he took the initiative to stand up was to avoid the deterioration of the situation. If this continues, the factory will be shot sooner or later. If a few central commissioners die here, the superiors will not hold him accountable, and no one will escape by then.

"Central Special Commissioner!"

His brows jumped slightly, and Sun Xiangcai glanced at Yu Debao. When he was in Nanyang in the past, he was robbing others of the need from the knife. He really didn't take that central commissioner seriously.

"I don't know yet. It turns out that we are from Guangdong, and we are still afraid of that central commissioner!"

Afraid!

I'm afraid of this!

Yu Debao muttered in his heart that the people outside didn't know that the central commissioners were all unreasonable. As long as they fell into their hands, there were a few who could "gasp" in the end.

"Boss Sun, it's natural that the central government is bigger than the province. This central commissioner, as usual, isn't it just that he's naturally older than the officials!"

Thinking about it, Yu Debao found another excuse for himself.

This far-fetched excuse was heard in Sun Xiangcai's ears. He was only given a sneer. He stared at Yu Debao, but did not say anything else, but turned his head to another person.

"Lawyer Fang, what do you think we should do now?"

When Sun Xiangcai spoke, his expression seemed a little majestic. This majesty was cultivated by him in the past. His years of life in need have enabled him to develop a look of being angry and self-righteous. I am afraid that only he and the contracted workers who worked in his need will understand what he has done behind this self-righteous look.

"One word..."

He glanced at Sun Xiangcai and said in a very affirmative tone.

"drag!"

"drag?"

His brows jumped violently. Sun Xiangcai looked at Fang Yanyi with some confusion.

"How to drag it on!"

Not to mention him, even Yu Debao was a little curious. How could he continue to delay this situation?

"Boss Sun, this factory is private property. If they want to come in, they have to scooped up a search warrant."

When referring to the search warrant, Fangdian's expression seemed a little proud.

“Search warrant.”

Yu Debao was stunned,

"They have it. Didn't the judges of the provincial court sign a search warrant?"

If there was no search warrant from the provincial court, how could Yu Debao not even have time to notify Boss Sun...

"snort,"

Sneering, Fang Yanyi glanced at Yu Debao, as if laughing at him with ignorance,

"The provincial court's responsibility is greater than that of the county court, but the provincial court is too lenient. How could local law enforcement be so true that local judges forcefully break in without signing a search warrant!"

As Boss Sun's lawyer, Fang Yanyi admires the Prime Minister's words, "Judicial justice is the last bottom line for maintaining social justice." It is precisely because the State Council attaches great importance to the law that allows him to make a stable job. Now, no wonder he is the one who makes those people break the law first.

The dialect meaning of the central commissioners is very concerned about. In order to keep it confidential, they often scoop up search warrants signed by the provincial court. Perhaps, in other places, the search warrants of the provincial court can be unobstructed, but here... Humph!

"Lawyer Fang, what you mean is..."

Sun Xiangcai's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fang Yanyi with anticipation. Now, he was holding on. He really didn't have the courage to fight those central commissioners.

"Create objections and speak with the law!"

As he spoke, Fang Yanyi turned his head and looked at Yu Debao and said.

"Director Yu, there is one more thing..."

"Now I tell you, if you refuse to open the factory gate, we will force ourselves into it."

Just as the special commissioner outside the gate shouted this sentence, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Debao coming out of the hospital, and there was a man next to him. According to information, he was the owner of the factory. As soon as Sun Xiangcai appeared, the factory managers with guns were hurriedly making way out.

"Sir Special Commissioner!"

When he walked to the gate, Sun Xiangcai looked neither humble nor arrogant. When he was in Borneo, he was not afraid of foreigners. Now he is here, so naturally there is no reason to be afraid.

"Boss Sun, we have received a report that your factory produces a large number of goods that counterfeit his manufacturer's trademarks. This is our search warrant..."

After the special commissioner finished speaking, Sun Xiangcai smiled and said with all his energy.

"Since the special commissioner has a search warrant, Sun should not stop him! People come, open the door!"

"master……"

"Bang...ah..."

Before Sun Ermao could finish his words, he slapped him, and looked at the master with a puzzled look. This, this is the same thing again!

"You bastard, you actually hold a gun to resist the law. The Sun family doesn't have anything like you who don't know the king's law!"

After slapping Sun Ermao in the face, Sun Xiangcai said to the special commissioner with a smile.

"The special commissioner, I'm really sorry. Sun was not strict in discipline, so this kind of chaos happened. Don't worry, you can do whatever you should do. This anti-law matter should not be spared lightly!"

But when he was speaking, Fang Yanyi had already taken the search warrant. He pretended to take a look, then turned his head and pressed it to Sun Xiangcai's ear and whispered.

"Why don't you say it, louder, we don't have any shameful things. If you have anything to say, just say it out loud!"

He roared pretentiously, and then Sun Xiangcai gave another salute.

"The special commissioner, a country man, has no knowledge, so you can laugh!"

"Manager Sun, this search warrant is wrong!"

The search warrant is wrong!

The commissioner's eyes closed and he looked at Fang Yiyi in confusion. The reporters who were originally watching around him seemed to have immediately surrounded him. If there was no search warrant... Then, this matter would be a big deal!

"How could the search warrant be wrong? This is a search warrant signed by Judge Wu of the Provincial Court!"

"Special commissioner, this search warrant is a search warrant signed by the Provincial Court, but the search warrant of the Provincial Court searched the five towns and placed the local court in the place where did the local court have been placed? Where did the local court have the power?"

When asked one after another, the meaning of the dialect did not give the other party a chance to refute.
To be continued...