Chapter 532

Yan Kuan hung up the phone, looking triumphantly at Nanxi.

He leaned against the chair back, legs crossed, fingers lightly tapping the armrest, looking as if victory was already in his grasp.

"South General, I'll give you another chance to consider."

His voice carried a hint of condescension.

"Sign the transfer agreement, and from now on I, Yan Kuan, will guarantee your business at Bu Ye Cheng. Otherwise……"

Yan Kuan didn't say the rest, but the threat was obvious.

His gaze swept over Nanxi's face, then flicked to Jiang Feng, and he curled his lips in a cold smile.

In his eyes, these two outsiders were merely fish on a chopping board, for him to slaughter as he pleased.

I thought Nanxi would completely yield, but instead she glanced at Jiang Feng and refused without hesitation.

"No need, Director Yan; this Bu Ye Cheng is my junior brother's enterprise, his decision is the decision of all of Bu Ye Cheng!"

Nanxi's voice was calm, but each word was firm.

Yan Kuan's smile froze on his face, his eyes turned cold, and he spoke harshly.

"Give face, don't want face."

Just as he finished speaking, a disorderly footsteps came from outside the door.

A group of well-equipped police in City Defense Office uniforms strode angrily into the office.

They held electric batons and walkie-talkies, their waists ramrod straight, eyes sharp, looking well-trained.

The leader was a burly middle-aged man with flesh on his face and eyes full of ingratiation.

He quickly walked up to Yan Kuan, bowed his body, and asked with an obsequious smile.

"Director Yan, who here isn't cooperating with your work? I'll arrest them right now!"

His voice was loud, deliberately so that everyone in the office could hear.

Yan Kuan was very pleased, raised his hand to point at Jiang Feng and Nanxi, and said.

"Captain Zhang, it's these two people, not cooperating with our City Defense General Office's work. Please send them back immediately for thorough investigation; I suspect they hide many unknown secrets behind them!"

Captain Zhang's expression instantly hardened, he turned around and waved his hand.

"Take them away for me!"

The several police behind him immediately stepped forward, about to grab Jiang Feng and Nanxi.

Jiang Feng sat in the chair, calm and motionless.

Nanxi also sat there, looking at Jiang Feng, with no trace of panic in her eyes.

At that moment, a sudden roar came from outside the door.

"Who dares to move recklessly!"

That voice was loud and imposing, shaking the office windows into a buzzing resonance.

Several policemen's steps stopped simultaneously, instinctively turning to look.

As the words fell, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses quickly walked into the room.

The man was about forty, dressed in a dark suit, his hair neatly combed, holding a black briefcase.

His build was medium, neither fat nor thin, his face bore a touch of scholarly air, but his eyes were sharp.

He glanced around, his gaze sweeping over Yan Kuan, Captain Zhang, those policemen, and finally settling on Jiang Feng.

Then he quickly approached Jiang Feng, slightly bowed, and adopted a respectful attitude.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm truly sorry."

His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was sincere.

Jiang Feng lazily glanced at the man and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Who are you?"

The man immediately reported, his voice kept low.

"I am Provincial Secretary Zhang Ping!"

He glanced at Yan Kuan, then whispered to Jiang Feng.

"Provincial Governor Xu Shengshou knew you had come to the provincial capital and specially wanted to invite you to a meal."

Upon hearing this, Yan Kuan's face changed slightly.

He looked at the man with gold-rimmed glasses, vaguely feeling he was familiar.

Provincial Secretary Zhang Ping was someone close to Provincial Governor Xu Yansong, responsible for transmitting orders up and down, a figure of considerable weight in the provincial government.

Yan Kuan suddenly recalled the other's identity, his heart skipped a beat, he immediately stepped forward and forced a smile.

"Secretary Zhang, how did you come here? This kid, is he related to you?"

His voice carried a hint of probing and a hint of unease.

Yan Kuan was panicking inside; he hadn't expected Jiang Feng to actually know the provincial governor.

Provincial Governor Xu Yansong was the top official of the entire Jiangnan Province, his superior's superior.

If Jiang Feng had connections with Xu Yansong, then today's matter would be difficult to handle.

Zhang Ping was about to speak, but Jiang Feng slightly shook his head at him.

That glance was slight, but Zhang Ping understood instantly.

Jiang Feng did not want to expose his relationship with the Xu family.

Zhang Ping immediately changed his tone, his expression turning to businesslike.

He turned around, looked at Yan Kuan, and said lightly.

"So it's Director Yan. This is the situation: Mr. Jiang here is my friend; I wonder if you could give me face and not seal off Bu Ye Cheng?"

Zhang Ping's tone was very polite, but his eyes held a hint of expectation.

He thought that, with his own position as Provincial Secretary, Yan Kuan would certainly give him face.

After all, we're all part of the system; you can't avoid running into each other.

Just a friend of Zhang Ping?

Yan Kuan felt relieved at first.

Fortunately, it wasn't Provincial Governor Xu Shengshou himself, just a friend of a secretary.

Normally, he wouldn't mind giving Zhang Ping some face.

After all, Zhang Ping is someone close to the Provincial Governor; offending him brings no benefit.

But now, dealing with Bu Ye Cheng is his wife's idea.

His wife, Du Shaomei, is the big boss of another nightspot in the Provincial Capital, and she's long been fed up with Bu Ye Cheng raking in money hand over fist.

Previously, Bu Ye Cheng was under Hu Dong's control, and Hu Dong had the backing of the Broken Goose Tower, so he didn't dare move against it.

Now Bu Ye Cheng has changed hands—this is the perfect opportunity to strike.

If he could help his wife secure a 30% stake in Bu Ye Cheng's shares, then in front of her he'd be able to hold his head high.

Zhang Ping also thought Yan Kuan would give him this face, a smile appearing on his face as he was about to tell the others to withdraw.

But unexpectedly, Yan Kuan coldly said.

"Sorry, Secretary Zhang, this is official business of the City Defense General Office; please don't interfere!"

Yan Kuan's voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zhang Ping's smile froze on his face, his brows knitting together.

"Director Yan, this Mr. Jiang is truly my good friend—can't you make an exception?"

Yan Kuan shook his head, his attitude resolute.

"Secretary Zhang, it's not that I won't give you face. Bu Ye Cheng involves multiple illegal violations, the evidence is solid. The City Defense General Office enforces the law impartially; we can't let someone go just because of personal connections."

His words sounded righteous, but his eyes were full of smugness.

Zhang Ping's face darkened, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He turned his head, looking at Jiang Feng, his eyes full of apology.

Jiang Feng leaned back in his chair, his expression calm, even the corner of his mouth hinting at a faint smile.

He looked at Yan Kuan, as if looking at a petty clown.

Zhang Captain stood aside, looking at Yan Kuan, then at Zhang Ping, not knowing what to do.

The police behind him also stood there, unable to advance or retreat.