Chapter 3373: Cannot Be a Runaway Horse! Must Hold the Shackles in Hand!

Before all this, when Zhang Lin said those words, the fundamental point was still to make Mr. Wang understand that his own situation had already become extremely awkward; on that premise, there was no need for excessive entanglement, and simply following Zhang Lin's arrangements would suffice. That was what Zhang Lin wanted to tell Mr. Wang.

Now that things have reached this stage, it is even more so, but what exactly Zhang Lin wanted to express, Mr. Wang could not yet guess for the moment.

So he could only follow Zhang Lin's lead and say: "Naturally, Mr. Zhang, rest assured. All the Wang family members are now in my hands."

Zhang Lin chuckled. He understood that, judging from that remark, the other party had not grasped what he meant, and continuing to argue about everything that followed would be pointless.

Unless the other party could understand these words. First of all, Zhang Lin's initial demand for the Wang family's dominance was not to have the Wang family send more people to the archaeological team. That situation might indeed happen, but it was not the present moment—doing that now would be meaningless.

What Zhang Lin truly wanted to do, in the final analysis, was to keep everyone on the same page, with no deviation whatsoever. Once there was any deviation from the baseline, many things would become extremely difficult to handle.

This was also what Zhang Lin wanted Mr. Wang to understand. Continuing to ask Mr. Wang this question was, on one hand, repeated confirmation, and on the other, a way to let Mr. Wang integrate the Wang family's existing resources himself.

Even though Zhang Lin could help him integrate them, at the outset Mr. Wang needed to make a self-conscious adjustment; it could not be Zhang Lin, an outsider, stepping in directly.

To put it plainly, he wanted Mr. Wang to lay certain groundwork for the existing Wang family members. Only with such groundwork gradually laid out would Mr. Wang not find the matter overly abrupt.

All matters must be taken seriously—Zhang Lin was clearer on this than anyone. Given that, there was nothing wrong with Zhang Lin being cautious now.

Ultimately, Zhang Lin was also compressing time. If it were not for the fact that Archaeological Team One had not lost balance, and that everyone on Archaeological Team Two had shown no deviation, Zhang Lin would not have time to argue these points with Mr. Wang.

This was also a subtle rhythm achieved by a fortunate coincidence, and regarding this rhythm, Zhang Lin had many choices he could make going forward, including letting Mr. Wang make a subjective decision.

Rather than at some point forcing Mr. Wang to make a choice—the difference in outcome between doing it this way and that way was vast, and for Zhang Lin it was also especially important.

Given that, Zhang Lin was very clear on what he should do next, and he was equally clear on what Mr. Wang should do. However, at present, without Zhang Lin's approval, Mr. Wang was not one hundred percent certain whether he had to do these things.

If the baseline were certain, even though what he did pointed in that direction, what the specific details were—these Mr. Wang did not dare to be certain of.

This was the kind of dependency Zhang Lin had hated from start to finish. If one kept walking forward with such dependency, then Zhang Lin's subsequent matters would not only fail to be properly resolved but would become harder and harder to handle. That was the outcome Zhang Lin least wanted to see.

Yet Mr. Wang had now posed him a difficult problem. He did not know whether Mr. Wang had deliberately chosen not to understand his words, or whether Mr. Wang truly had not considered this point.

However, the next moment Zhang Lin finally shook his head and said: "Since you didn't understand, let me just make it clear for you. I have no idea what the current situation inside the Wang family actually is, and if you really could be one hundred percent certain, you wouldn't have needed to come to me to macro-control all of this, would you?"

Hearing this, Mr. Wang was immediately stunned. He actually nodded subconsciously, thinking to himself that what Zhang Lin said did make sense—first of all, he had never dared to be certain about this matter from the start.

If there had been even the slightest result, or if that direction aligned with his own thoughts, Mr. Wang would never have troubled Zhang Lin.

After all, that was the authority in his own hands; anyone probably would not want to hand it over. But precisely these things had gone contrary to his wishes. Mr. Wang truly had no choice but to seek out the current Zhang Lin, hoping that Zhang Lin could, through the things he controlled,

help the player complete this macro-control. The price was that from then on the Wang family had to be controlled in Zhang Lin's hands. From the beginning, the Wang family was not Mr. Wang's—it was Wang Canghai who had built it up together with Mr. Wang.

It was just that later, because Wang Canghai still had many things of his own to do, he did not choose to keep watching over the Wang family.

Precisely having been a hands-off boss for decades led to Mr. Wang and him being outwardly united but inwardly divided, and this divergence now forced Wang Canghai to submit to all these changes.

This also meant that in the current environment, the choices Wang Canghai could make were few and far between; he even had to follow Mr. Wang's arrangements. It was only because of face and other matters that Wang Canghai could not turn back.

And Wang Canghai also told himself repeatedly in his heart that he could submit to Zhang Lin, but absolutely not to the dog he had once raised. The one referred to here was not necessarily Mr. Wang—it could be Xue Long or someone else, or even all these betrayers taken together; it was hard to say. This was Wang Canghai.

Everyone says Zhang Lin's thinking is hard to grasp, hard to figure out the details of, but is Wang Canghai any different? Every time he used these matters to make a choice, he never thought about what kind of fallback he would actually have.

Even from a realistic standpoint, he felt these matters would not show any deviation, and only then made such choices. It seemed such a person had never considered how much reality would treat him differently—he simply walked forward carrying that kind of confidence.

Sometimes, people like Zhang Lin felt that the other party's confidence was truly unfathomable, and wondered who had given him the courage to possess such confidence.

For Zhang Lin, this remained an unknown answer, but now he was no longer considering these matters. At least Mr. Wang was a usable person—his mind was not slow to react, only relatively much slower than Wang Canghai's.

But his advantage was also very clear: Mr. Wang knew what kind of person he was, and was clear that he held no advantage whatsoever. So on this premise, he should honestly follow Zhang Lin's arrangements and never think about turning against him.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Lin most liked cooperating with such a person, or rather, controlling such a person's thinking.