Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 673 Mediate, My Ass!

As the crowd thinned and most people headed off to their daily routines,

Pete hastily contacted the boss, fabricating an excuse about car trouble that prevented him from offering his usual pickup service that day.

The father and son, in a state of agitation, made their way to the property management office. Last night, the property management had been fully engaged with the situation, even installing two additional cameras specifically focused on Luis's parking space.

"What on earth is going on with you people in property management? Our vehicle has been tampered with. How are you handling security here?"

Old Peter struck the table with his fist, his rage palpable.

Minda, concealed in the background, observed the unfolding drama. She cast a glance at the security monitors and subtly signaled the clerk with a quiet instruction,

"In a short while, please record a video of this scene and dispatch it to our boss's wife so she can revel in their utter discomposure."

"Understood!" the clerk replied with a suppressed chuckle.

The individual at the front desk was Manager Yang, Minda's cousin, who was completely devoted to her.

Manager Yang had been fully aware of the developments since the early morning hours. Adopting a courteous and professional demeanor, he inquired, "Esteemed homeowner, please refrain from becoming agitated. Would you be so kind as to provide your license plate number?"

"This is a vehicle for temporary parking, is it not? What appears to be the issue?"

Manager Yang inquired, though he possessed complete knowledge of the situation.

"What problem? Someone has encased my car in bricks, rendering it impossible to move."

While Pete's demeanor was less aggressive than his father's, his frustration was evident as he stated, "If this causes me to miss work today, who will be accountable for my financial losses?"

"Is that so? Allow me to go and assess the situation."

The Peng father and son took the lead, while Manager Yang discreetly summoned a few security personnel to accompany them. Only the younger, more robust guards were on duty that day.

"Kindly wait a moment, sir. This particular area is not designated for temporary parking. This is our community's exclusive parking zone."

Manager Yang stated deliberately, "Mr. Peng has been a resident here for many years; he should already be aware of this."

Old Peter felt no inclination towards guilt. He scoffed, "So what? To put it plainly, it's all public grounds. What is so wrong with me parking here for a brief period?"

Manager Yang offered a polite smile and responded, "However, given that you do not possess a designated parking space within this area, it is inappropriate to occupy someone else's assigned spot."

Pete interjected with impatience, "What is the great harm in parking here momentarily? Did I not remit the fee for temporary parking?"

"Then you ought to have parked over there, rather than occupying someone else's allocated space here."

Manager Yang remarked nonchalantly, "Every single private parking space in this complex was purchased with substantial funds. Should the owners themselves opt to construct barriers around their spaces, the property management holds no authority to prohibit such actions."

"Who gave you the permission to park your vehicle wherever you pleased?!"

"You..."

Old Peter pointed a trembling finger directly at Manager Yang's face and bellowed, "You scoundrel, I knew you were in league with that hussy Ruth. You're merely putting on a charade for my benefit right now, aren't you?"

"Mind your language!"

Manager Yang abandoned his pretense and retorted with a sneer, "You lack a private parking space, yet you presume to park your vehicle here at your whim. If individuals of your ilk are permitted to act with impunity, how can our property management possibly maintain its operational integrity?"

"Damn it, demolish that barrier immediately!!"

Pete, incensed, surged forward and seized Manager Yang by his collar. Before he could unleash a torrent of abuse, the security guards, who had been observing the scene with keen anticipation from the periphery, converged upon him.

Each guard brandished a truncheon, regarding him with menacing glares. Manager Yang adjusted his spectacles and sneered, "Attempting to instigate a conflict? You would be wise to release your grip this very instant."

"Release him, my foot! You are all mere subordinates, and you believe you possess the right to lay hands upon me?"

Witnessing his son's predicament, Old Peter attempted to resort to his customary underhanded tactics, but Manager Yang demonstrated no inclination to tolerate his disruptive behavior.

The instant the older man initiated his move, several guards raised their batons and brought them down upon him. They had received explicit directives and possessed the unwavering support of the management; consequently, these enforcers exhibited no restraint whatsoever.

"Damn it, cease this assault!"

Pete, having served in the military, possessed considerable combat proficiency. He promptly attempted to intervene and halt the physical altercation.

However, tragically, even a lone warrior cannot prevail against a pack, particularly when these security personnel had come fully prepared for the engagement.

"Stop, please cease..."

"Someone is going to be severely injured..."

Before long, the father and son lay prone on the ground, their bodies battered and swollen, clutching their heads while pleading for mercy.

At Manager Yang's signal, the guards ceased their assault. He approached, sneering, "Old Peter, you think a few dollars for temporary parking makes you a big shot? Did you fancy your family had a royal seat waiting for you?"

"Furthermore, you've skipped your property management fees for a decade. Yet, you dare to come whining to us..."

With that, Manager Yang unceremoniously tossed a lawyer's letter onto Old Peter, sneering again, "Prepare for a lawsuit, you shameless dog."

"Let's go!"

The group departed triumphantly, eager to claim their promised bonuses from the boss.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Pete, his face a canvas of bruises, helped his equally battered father stand.

Old Peter, clutching his damaged face, seethed with fury. His trembling hand dialed a number, and he rasped, "Call the police. Call the police."

"I refuse to believe they can simply break the law and face no consequences."

"This is an outrage. An absolute, unmitigated outrage..."

Old Peter felt wronged beyond measure, believing himself to be the victim of pure, unadulterated bullying.

Following the call, law enforcement arrived promptly. Minda had already established contact with them prior to the incident.

Accompanied by the police, the father and son stormed into the property management office, their anger palpable. Pointing accusingly, they declared, "Officers, these are the individuals who assaulted us. Arrest them immediately."

Minda, having anticipated this, was fully prepared. The property management team calmly presented surveillance footage, unequivocally showing the father and son initiating the physical altercation.

The responding officers were already aware of the developing situation, as Luis had also contacted Jian earlier.

The senior officer surveyed the scene and stated, "This appears to be a mutual altercation. Would you prefer mediation, or shall we proceed with legal action?"

Old Peter leaped up, gesturing emphatically at his battered face, and roared, "Mediation? Are you blind? Can't you see what they did to us?"