Chapter 1314: Response

Fan Zhenyu sat there without moving, and Tong Zheng didn't disturb him. He sheathed the sword, hung it back up, and picked up his teacup.

After a long while, Fan Zhenyu's body moved, and he smiled.

"They forcibly dragged me into this game of chess; how could they easily let me flip the board?"

"That matter from over ten years ago is very likely to be dug up."

Tong Zheng looked at Fan Zhenyu: "If you don't flip the board, Mingqing is in danger."

Fan Zhenyu's eyes narrowed: "Old Tong, don't forget, you had a part in that matter back then too."

Tong Zheng said softly: "You flip the board, and I will clean up the pieces on the floor. Those old foxes will definitely compromise."

Fan Zhenyu frowned: "If I flip the board, they will definitely be on guard. If you want to clean up the pieces on the floor, they will certainly do their utmost to stop you. How much certainty do you have?"

Tong Zheng smiled: "I will make this so-called alliance of theirs completely disintegrate, and everyone will shut their mouths. Of course, the final result is that you still have to give up Ganzhou Province, but Fan Mingqing can be saved, leaving a glimmer of survival for your Fan family."

Fan Zhenyu leaned back, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest of the chair.

"Even without this incident, I had planned to give up Ganzhou in a few years."

Tong Zheng nodded: "You are still clear-headed."

Fan Zhenyu's eyes turned cold, and he snorted: "Giving it up myself is my own business, but they teamed up to scheme against me and forcibly take Ganzhou; I must make them pay the price."

"How to settle the old scores is your own business."

Tong Zheng drank some tea and then put down the teacup.

"I'm heading back. Just notify me when you're going to flip the board."

Watching Tong Zheng leave, Fan Zhenyu pondered for a moment, grabbed the phone, and dialed a string of numbers. Soon, Fan Liangjun's voice came through.

"Dad!"

Fan Zhenyu said: "Find a reason and resign."

Fan Liangjun was shocked: "Dad, you..."

Before he could finish, Fan Zhenyu interrupted his son: "Give up Ganzhou; only then can you and your older brother be saved."

Fan Liangjun was silent for a long while before saying: "Dad, could it be that..."

"It's hard to say right now," Fan Zhenyu said in a deep voice: "The old man hasn't appeared for a long time; it's estimated his health has run into problems."

Fan Liangjun was very unwilling: "Is there really no way for us?"

"Since it can't be held, discard it when it should be discarded, otherwise it's very likely to smash your own feet."

Fan Zhenyu was also very unwilling, but he couldn't show it.

"Let Fan Yu and Fan Jie come to Jingcheng to stay with this old fellow for a few days; I miss them."

Fan Liangjun couldn't help but shiver. The old man had sent him a very dangerous signal. Even if their Fan family gave up Ganzhou and he was forced to resign, the other side wouldn't stop; they wouldn't even let off the younger generation like Fan Yu and Fan Jie.

"I'll call them right now and have them go to Jingcheng tomorrow."

"Good!" Fan Zhenyu said: "You resign as soon as possible too; don't delay."

"I understand," Fan Liangjun agreed and hung up the phone.

Fan Zhenyu slowly put down the receiver, leaned back against the chair, and fell into deep thought.

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Courtyard No. 6!

Elder Tang swept his gaze over the others: "The old chief supports our action. Now let's discuss how to deal with the Fan family's desperate counterattack, as well as the Tong family shooting from behind."

"As long as the old chief supports us, the Fan family is just a grasshopper after autumn; they won't be able to jump around."

Speaking of this, Ye Pu sneered.

"As for that old fox Tong Zheng, what he can use to force us to make concessions is nothing more than those good-for-nothing juniors of ours.

For example, my Ye Jun—if they really investigate, even if he isn't shot, he won't have to think about coming out for the rest of his life."

Elder Liu said: "Since we know what cards Tong Zheng is going to play, the threat to us is already not big."

"Right!" Ye Pu said: "Tomorrow I'll have someone go see Ye Jun and have him confess to a few more inconsequential matters; dragging it out for ten days or half a month will do."

Man Man Laoyezi Liu nodded: "Tomorrow I will have those two bastards of mine go turn themselves in and confess slowly."

The others nodded one after another. That person in the Ministry of Public Security was their ally; as long as they had those bastards at home turn themselves in, even if Tong Zheng wanted to use the political and legal departments to intervene, as long as the police didn't let them go, Tong Zheng would have no way to curse.

The old men chatted for a while longer and then looked at the pitch-black night sky outside.

"It's about time; we should go."

Elder Tang was the last to leave, giving Elder Jian a thumbs up.

"Old Zhou, you really found a good son-in-law; I'm even jealous."

Elder Zhou laughed proudly: "Jealousy is useless; you don't have a granddaughter."

Elder Tang was very helpless: "Our Tang family might have been hit by an ancient curse; all we give birth to are boys.

We hope for a girl, but heaven just doesn't grant our wish; whatever we want, it just doesn't come."

Elder Tang was truly envious of Jian Hongzhang, who not only had a beautiful granddaughter but also lured such an excellent man as Zhou Andong into the family.

Elder Jian couldn't help but laugh again and personally saw Elder Tang out.

"I feel that Ganzhou will have a breakthrough very soon; you need to deploy here as soon as possible too."

Elder Tang nodded: "I've prepared just about everything; I'm just waiting for news from Ganzhou."

"Go!" Elder Jian waved his hand.

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Always wanting to confess to you, how heroic my mood is.

Always wanting to confide in you, how much I love life.

The industrious and brave Chinese people, high-spirited, walk into the new era.

Ah... we are high-spirited, walking into that new era.

We sing "The East is Red," standing up to be masters of our own house.

We tell the "Story of Spring," getting rich through reform and opening up.

"..."

Houhai, Future Culture!

Jiang Yuyue held the newly faxed sheet music and began to sing in the office.

This song didn't quite suit Jiang Yuyue's voice, but if the arrangement was done well, Jiang Yuyue singing it would certainly have a different flavor.

Most importantly, this song fit this era perfectly; it was politically correct, and there would be no problem at all getting on the Spring Festival Gala. The director would definitely feel that waiting for so long hadn't been in vain and that everything was worth it.

After Jiang Yuyue finished singing, she looked at the other sheet music in Huang Jiamin's hand.

It was just that the expression on her face as she looked at Huang Jiayi was a bit off, so she hurriedly asked: "Jiamin, is this Cantonese song not very good?"

To be honest, Jiang Yuyue didn't hold much hope for the Cantonese song Zhou Andong wrote.

Huang Jiamin looked up at Jiang Yuyue and didn't say a word.

Jiang Yuyue said with some worry: "If this song doesn't work, then forget it; let's wait for news from Xiangjiang."

Huang Jiamin suddenly laughed and shouted excitedly.

"Yuyue, let me tell you a secret: I really admire Mr. Zhou too much. He writes Mandarin songs so well; I didn't expect him to write Cantonese songs even better."

Huang Jiamin shook the sheet music in her hand: "I guarantee this song will be a huge hit." ===== CHAPTER 1315 =====