Chapter 3365: Don't Come Asking Me! Ask Yourself Properly!

Even if Wang Canghai doesn't understand, Mr. Wang should be clear on this point: since the Wang family has long been under Mr. Wang's absolute control, and even Wang Canghai came back at the end only to find nothing, this shows that beforehand Wang Canghai had left no contingency for controlling the Wang family.

On this premise, Mr. Wang should have even more authority to mobilize the current Wang family members. In fact, Zhang Lin guessed correctly, or rather this was his inference: no matter what the baseline, Mr. Wang has an absolute understanding of the people under him.

The reason he is so confident is that he had already said something similar before—after all, the Wang family does have trusted confidants, and these confidants are the core of the matter.

No matter whether others betray him or some messy situation arises, Mr. Wang isn't worried. As long as these core elements don't change, he can set his mind at ease. In fact, when he asked Zhang Lin this question, it was purely offhand.

Under certain circumstances, he felt that posing this kind of question to Zhang Lin might yield some unexpected answer that could help him solve a certain problem. But this time Mr. Wang was overthinking it—how could Zhang Lin possibly know exactly how many problematic people there are within the Wang family?

What he knew before was partly inferred from reality, partly coaxed out of others through indirect questioning, such as the situation on Wang Cen's side. Now that Mr. Wang is in control of the Wang family, Zhang Lin no longer needs to make those messy choices, nor does he need to exhaust himself trying to understand those matters.

Mr. Wang will resolve all the problems on his own. If Mr. Wang raised this question to deliberately shift the blame, Zhang Lin would be especially disappointed.

But Zhang Lin didn't detect any intention to shift the blame—it was simply curiosity that prompted the question. Perhaps this was also Mr. Wang's way of indirectly testing Zhang Lin.

The next moment, Zhang Lin said with a smile: "Actually, you shouldn't be asking me this question—just ask yourself properly."

Mr. Wang smiled faintly, as if he had long anticipated this answer. This was exactly what Zhang Lin should have given him, or rather, from the very beginning he had already figured that Zhang Lin answering this way was exactly what he expected.

If Zhang Lin had instead responded to his question in a different way, that would have been the strangest thing.

Having thought this through, Mr. Wang blurted out the question. This could be considered laying all the problems out in the open—he wanted to use this method to tell Zhang Lin that he wasn't hiding anything, nor was he deliberately playing petty tricks.

On this premise, Zhang Lin could naturally set his mind at ease and no longer needed to be on guard against him. Otherwise, that would be what worried Mr. Wang the most.

If, when cooperating with Zhang Lin, the other party was always operating on a baseline of wariness, Mr. Wang would also feel constrained.

There were even some things he didn't dare decide on. In the past, Mr. Wang would absolutely not have been this kind of person, but as things changed bit by bit, he could no longer suppress this kind of thinking.

He felt this was inevitable. Some things, once they reach this point, leave him no room to face them with any wishful thinking. Right now, the two archaeological teams each have their own rhythm.

Archaeological Team One is facing an almost swords-drawn state. Based on his experience, Mr. Wang judged that they might come to blows the very next second, and this situation cannot be determined. Yet Zhang Lin seemed completely unhurried.

Right now Archaeological Team One isn't in a state of silence—they're still arguing, the atmosphere tensing up from time to time, as if caught in a loop.

And Fatty had spotted exactly this point. He was certain Wu Ya wouldn't dare strike directly. On this premise, Fatty felt he was in his element, and could even use this to keep stalling for time. This was Fatty's plan.

As long as Wu Ya didn't make a move, he believed Wu Tianzhen and Zhang Tianshi absolutely wouldn't make a move either. With these people in sync, there was no problem—either Zhang Lin would call directly to influence his judgment, thereby smoothing things out.

Or everything would deviate, or everyone would listen to him. These were the only two options; no other surprises would arise. This was the outcome Fatty ultimately wanted.

Although Fatty also understood that regarding the outcome he wanted, many people might later badmouth him, convinced that his ideas had provoked Mr. Zhang's wrath.

But Fatty didn't care about any of that at all—as long as his goal was achieved, he didn't need others to understand his good intentions. Yet Fatty's so-called good intentions could actually affect far, far too many things.

To put it plainly, this was a willful mentality. Facing such willfulness, Zhang Lin could now barely hold back his anger.

If not for the other group of Wang family members lying in wait, which Zhang Lin could use to deal Fatty a harsh slap in the face as a warning, Zhang Lin would have already called to curse him out long ago.

Because Zhang Lin never had any obligation to command Archaeological Team One. If not for the need to create a diversion against Wang Canghai's side, Zhang Lin wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble at all.

But at this critical moment, Fatty was still causing trouble, so Zhang Lin couldn't possibly not get angry. Mr. Wang's understanding of this point was very clear—he just couldn't figure out why Zhang Lin was still maintaining such patience.

After all, in his view, Archaeological Team One could collapse at any moment. When it collapsed, sending people out might only serve to break up the fight, because by then the atmosphere would have completely broken down, and once both sides tore off all pretense, Fatty would have no room to maneuver.

Mr. Wang thought to himself that if that happened, wouldn't it be even more awkward? But after thinking it over, Mr. Wang finally shook his head—not because he'd figured it out, but because he'd let it go.

In the end, Mr. Wang firmly told himself that some things he simply had no right to imagine, because Zhang Lin had already arranged everything beforehand. Very few people in this world could keep up with Zhang Lin's thinking, let alone dissect what he was thinking after or before.

No one can guess Zhang Lin's plans—this is what makes Zhang Lin the most terrifying. As for his own plans, Zhang Lin seemingly never avoided them, but in reality he had been doing his utmost to hide them. And this hiding wasn't deliberately meant to show himself off—rather, Zhang Lin wanted to use this method to protect the archaeological team.