Chapter 214 Protest Team

It was noon.

A taxi stopped steadily in front of the Brewers Association.

"Hey, young man, we're here."

The driver's voice brought Wang Xianxian, who was lost in thought, back to reality.

Looking at the familiar building of the Brewers Association, Wang Xianxian took out his mobile phone and started to pay.

"Why are there so many people today?" The driver looked at the Brewers Association Square and muttered to himself.

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian followed the driver's gaze.

On the square, hundreds of people were holding huge banners. Wang Xianxian could vaguely hear these people shouting words like "unscrupulous shop" and "poisonous wine".

"Master, what's the situation here now?" Wang Xianxian asked curiously.

"Are you talking about the protesters in the square?" The master pointed at the crowd in the square, "It's all caused by the spiritual wine shop called Mowange."

"For some reason, their spiritual wine poisoned many children after drinking it. Now they are still lying in the hospital."

"Every child is a treasure. When a child is in trouble, those parents will not be angry. The people you see now are the relatives of the poisoned children."

"When I sent a guest here yesterday morning, I saw those parents protesting here. But I remember that there were only about 20 people at that time. Why are there so many today?"

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian was thoughtful.

Bang——

The driver slammed the steering wheel, and then said indignantly: "People who sell fake wine these days should be damned!"

"What the hell is the Tianjiu City Government doing? No one has solved this problem for a whole day!"

"Fake wine, poisonous wine, the child is in the hospital, and there is no news!"

"I'm afraid that it's true as the Internet says, there are big people behind Mowange, and they have begun to suppress the heat."

"I heard online that the big man behind Mowange seems to be related to Minister Li of the Winemakers Association, and the little hero who saved the train a few days ago seems to be related to this store..."

"Wuxin balance has arrived 68.76 yuan."

The mechanical broadcast sound of cash arrival interrupted the driver's words.

"Okay, it's received here." The driver changed his tone and said cheerfully, "Young man, when you get off the car, check it out and don't leave anything behind."

Wang Xianxian nodded lightly, then smiled.

"Okay, drive safely."

After getting off the car, Wang Xianxian lifted his mask and walked towards the protesting crowd in the square.

"Punish unscrupulous merchants severely and restore the reputation of Tianjiu!"

"Clean up the fake wine market and restore the health of the people!"

The closer to the protest team, the clearer the shouts of protest became.

Hiding in the crowd, Wang Xianxian carefully examined each member of the protest team.

After a while, he had an answer in his mind.

This so-called protest team looks like ordinary people, but if you observe carefully, you can find that this group of people is highly organized.

They have a clear division of labor.

Some are responsible for raising flags and shouting, some are responsible for crying scenes, and some are responsible for explaining to passers-by and inciting the emotions of the crowd...

The night before yesterday, Wang Xianxian had seen the protest team in front of Mowange.

Both the scale and the formation crushed the performance of the night before yesterday.

Without the guidance of outsiders, they would never have become like this in less than two days.

Moreover, he did not see Li Shan, the representative of the protesting parents the night before.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers, the reporters reporting, and the self-media bloggers around him, Wang Xianxian's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Burn it, the bigger it burns, the better..."

Wang Xianxian adjusted the mask on his face, and his body was like a swimming fish, quickly passing through the crowded protest site.

A moment later, in front of the Brewers Association, Wang Xianxian slowly stopped.

At the entrance in front, the gate that was originally unobstructed was set up with dense checkpoints, and there were guards with vigilant eyes outside each checkpoint.

As the National Youth Brewers Competition approached, brewing talents from all over the country began to rush to Tianjiu City one after another.

In order to prevent accidents, the Brewers Association mobilized a large number of guards.

At the same time, because of the increasingly fierce protests in the past two days, the security level has risen to a higher level.

Wang Xianxian found a relatively smaller team and lined up in.

Five minutes later, Wang Xianxian arrived at the inspection office.

The security inspector saw the mask Wang Xianxian was wearing and spoke politely.

"Hello, the mask you are wearing has an anti-inspection function. Please take off the mask and register."

"Sorry, it's a bit inconvenient." Wang Xianxian handed a card to the security inspector, "This is my information card."

Looking at the card with exquisite patterns handed to him, the security inspector's pupils trembled slightly.

He recognized this style of card. This is an identity card that can only be held by the disciples of the elders of the Brewers Association.

After taking the card, the security inspector's voice became a little respectful.

"Please wait a moment, I need to verify your identity."

Just as the security inspector was about to operate the machine, a capable voice came from behind.

"No need to verify."

The security inspector turned around and found that the person who spoke was the secretary of the vice president, Zhou Zheng.

"Secretary Zhou." The security inspector looked a little nervous.

"It's okay, you continue to work." Secretary Zhou patted the security inspector's shoulder, then walked straight to Wang Xianxian's side and said with a smile, "You're discharged from the hospital, but you didn't tell me in advance so that I could pick you up."

Wang Xianxian scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "It's not a big deal, it's just a minor injury, you've been busy recently..."

Secretary Zhou smiled and shook his head: "You are President Lin's baby now, no matter how busy you are, it's not as important as your discharge from the hospital."

"Don't be so polite next time, otherwise the president will nag me again."

"I would rather be busy for a few more days than be nagged by him."

Thinking of the master's personality and the way they get along, Wang Xianxian couldn't help but smile.

Secretary Zhou was an orphan rescued by the master in his early years, and then he was brought by the master.

Because his talent was not suitable for brewing, he did not enter the master's door.

But he was unwilling to leave the master, so he worked hard to learn management knowledge, and finally stayed with the master as a secretary.

Although he had no nominal identity, people in the sect regarded him as a fellow disciple and a relative.

However, Secretary Zhou was a stubborn person, and he was very old-fashioned in some aspects.

No matter how close the relationship was, he still called the master the president.

Wang Xianxian once heard from his uncle that the master once took the initiative to mention it, and even ordered it, but Secretary Zhou did not change his address.

As time went by, the master just followed his way.

In addition to work, he was also responsible for handling matters of all sizes in the sect.

Secretary Zhou, who was responsible for the housekeeping work, was the master's absolute confidant.

Therefore, he also knew Wang Xianxian's true identity.

"Uncle Zhou, is the master here?" Wang Xianxian asked.

"You are late. President Lin is in a meeting." Secretary Zhou shrugged helplessly. "The National Youth Winemaker Competition is coming soon. The senior management is very busy during this period. From yesterday to now, President Lin has held 15 meetings."

"However, there is something I believe you will be interested in."

Wang Xianxian asked curiously: "What is it?"

Secretary Zhou patted Wang Xianxian on the shoulder: "There are many people here, let's go upstairs and talk."

After speaking, Secretary Zhou was about to take Wang Xianxian inside.

But at this moment, a scolding sound came from his ear.

"Stop!!!"