Chapter 359: A Deadly Shot

The night was dark, the rain pouring down.

Place, Han Chao Group headquarters building top floor, inside Lu Han's office was in disarray. The glass coffee table was overturned on the floor, the crystal ashtray shattered into pieces, cigarette butts and documents scattered everywhere.

Lu Han kicked the leather sofa and shouted, "Lin Dongfan! If I don't tear you to pieces, I'm not Lu Han!"

Beside him, his trusted aides were silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to breathe.

Lu Wei sat to the side, flipping through a copy of Capital. Although he had won the earlier gamble, he couldn't feel happy at all.

He closed the Capital and set it aside.

He looked up at the furious Lu Han: "Brother, call it off. Li Jianmin's death has already drawn the higher-ups' attention. Continuing like this is tantamount to a moth flying into the flame."

Lu Han suddenly turned, glaring with bloodshot eyes.

Just five minutes earlier, Lu Han had called Zou Feiyun, but the call was rejected. This made Lu Han suddenly realize he seemed to have become a disposable pawn.

And the reason he was discarded by Zou Shao.

Ultimately, it's because Lu Han handled things poorly, his subordinate was killed, he did nothing, and he even watched helplessly as the enemy stepped on his brother's corpse to gain fame and fortune.

Damn it!

I'm about to be discarded by Zou Feiyun, and you're here advising me to back off, pouring cold water on me! Are you really my brother?

Endless anger surged to his head.

Lu Han strode up to his brother Lu Wei, grabbed his collar, and yanked him up from the chair: "All you do is read, read the books your mother forces on you! Can holding a few tattered books let you drive a luxury car and live in a mansion? This is a jungle where the strong eat the weak—if you don't throw punches, you won't even get to eat shit!"

Lu Wei had previously been shot in the leg, and the wound hadn't healed.

Now, being pulled up by Lu Han from the chair, as he exerted himself, blood began to seep from the wound, staining the white bandage red.

Lu Wei endured the pain and advised: "Brother, the times really have changed; it's no longer an era of throwing punches..."

"Shut the fuck up!"

Lu Han shoved him hard, knocking Lu Wei back onto the chair.

Lu Han pointed at Lu Wei's nose and roared: "Now I've fallen into this huge mess; if you don't help me figure out how to take down Lin Dongfan, that's one thing, but you're actually pouring cold water on me—have you gone crazy?"

"We made a bet earlier, and the facts prove my judgment was right." Lu Wei said: "Lin Dongfan killed Li Jianmin—such a big deal, yet there's not a single negative comment online. You still don't see it? Lin Dongfan's background is even more terrifying than Zou Shao's; opposing Lin Dongfan is like opposing the god of death..."

"Shut up!"

The more Lu Han listened, the angrier he became; he suddenly felt that Zou Shao was absolutely right—the bookworm is unreliable and might stab him in the back.

In a fit of rage.

Lu Han bellowed: "Come here!"

Two aides responded and entered.

Lu Han angrily pointed at Lu Wei: "Lock this bookworm in the basement; no one may release him without my order!"

Faced with Lu Han's cold-blooded, ruthless expression, Lu Wei was neither startled nor panicked.

As the aides dragged him away.

Lu Wei suddenly turned his head, a helpless smile curling his lips: "Brother, I've said everything I needed to; I hope you won't regret it."

"Drag him out!"

Now Lu Han gets annoyed whenever he hears Lu Wei's voice.

"What is regret?"

"If I listen to you, I won't even know how I die!"

Now I've become a disposable pawn in Zou Shao's eyes; at this critical juncture, if I don't show some resolve to cripple Lin Dongfan, how can I regain Zou Shao's trust?

Lu Han pulled a fully loaded pistol from the drawer and ordered his aides: "Within thirty minutes, I need to know Lin Dongfan's exact location!"

At the same time.

Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing were at a restaurant, hosting Xu Yue and two orphans.

Words of thanks had already been repeated many times.

When they learned that the issue of Wushi Village had drawn the Municipal Party Committee's serious attention—whether it was the difficulty of students studying or the foster care of the two orphans—the Committee would properly resolve it.

Xu Yue again effusively thanked Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Yang, you've helped me so much; I really don't know how to thank you..."

"This is simple; you can repay with your body."

Yang Qing really is shameless; seeing a girl he likes, he speaks without beating around the bush, outright exhibiting straight male cancer.

One sentence "repay with your body" left Xu Yue blushing all over.

Taking advantage of Xu Yue not yet rejecting Yang Qing, Lin Dongfan quickly chimed in: "Mr. Xu, genuine affection for someone can't be hidden; I can prove you're truly Yang Qing's dream girl."

"This... you suddenly said this, it's too sudden..."

Being likely their first blind date, Xu Yue was caught off guard, smiling awkwardly, unable to meet Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing's eyes.

Seated beside them, nine-year-old Yuan Shuang and eight-year-old Yuan Zhonghua were surprisingly quiet.

The two kids just focused on eating the dishes.

This table of sumptuous dishes, for orphans like them, was undoubtedly a luxurious meal—something they had never even seen in the mountains before.

At this moment, Yang Qing also showed his thoughtful side.

Seeing the two kids liked the grilled lamb chops, he got up and placed the large plate in front of them: "If you like it, eat more; we'll order again when it's finished, uncle's not short on money."

In doing so, he subtly showed off his savings.

The two kids obviously didn't grasp the deep meaning of "not short on money"; they just wanted to eat that plate of grilled lamb chops, yet were a bit timid, not daring to dig in.

The two glanced at Xu Yue in unison, silently seeming to ask: "Mr. Xu, can we eat?"

These two children were timid and insecure; Xu Yue, feeling ever more pity, patted their heads: "If you like it, go ahead and eat—don't waste the uncles' kindness."

"Thank you, uncles."

Nine-year-old Yuan Shuang, a girl, seemed a bit more mature; after politely saying thanks, she finally dared to reach for the plate.

In contrast, eight-year-old Yuan Zhonghua was a quiet child; seeing Yuan Shuang take the lamb chop, he followed suit and took one as well.

Yang Qing saw the two children biting and tearing with relish, and he also felt pleased, his eyebrows lifting.

Yang Qing spoke frankly to Xu Yue: "Teacher Xu, to be honest, that day we went to Wushi Village, our original intention was just to have a blind date with you. Coincidentally we ran into a few scumbags who forcibly demolished the ancestral hall, delaying this matter. These days I've been investigating Principal Yuan's death; the deeper the investigation, the more I understand you. I am pursuing you now, truly not a momentary impulse, but a decision made after careful thought. You are very kind, I am sincere, we are a perfect match."

Shamelessness plus straight-man syndrome seems to be a killer move.

Yang Qing's simple confession.

Coaxing Xu Yue made her feel both embarrassed and happy; Xu Yue lowered her head in shame: "You say that... I don't know what to say, I'm not as good as you say."

"Give me face, be my wife."

Saying this, Yang Qing decisively pulled out two bank cards and placed them directly in front of Xu Yue.

Like a warrior fighting with his back to the river, he unreservedly handed over his savings: "The top card is my salary card, not much money. The bottom card is the poverty-relief card Zhuangbei Fan gave me, containing five million. I'm taking these out not to prove I have money, but to tell you I can give you everything I have."

"This... marriage is a big deal, I need to think it over again."

Flattered and startled, Xu Yue pushed the two bank cards back.

Seeing the situation turn bad, Lin Dongfan, sitting nearby, quickly added reinforcement: "Teacher Xu, I've known Yang Qing for years and have never seen him care so much about a girl's affairs. You might not know, to get you transferred to the city's key primary school, he's been running to the Education Bureau these days."

Hearing that, Yang Qing looked bewildered: "Did I do that? How would I not know?"

After thinking it over, he suddenly understood.

Lin Dongfan's father-in-law Chu Jinsong, after all, is a top official in Wuzhou; getting Xu Yue transferred to the city is not just a matter of a word.

Haha, Fan Ye is Ye Fan, the assist strategy is really damn effective.

Being transferred to the city's key primary school must be what many rural teachers dream of; otherwise Xu Yue wouldn't be moved to tears.

Clearly, Fan Ye precisely hit Xu Yue's psychological need.

Yang Qing quickly followed the steps Lin Dongfan had laid out: "Regarding your transfer to the city's key primary school, this has already been decided; the Education Bureau will notify you in two days."

"Hmm."

Xu Yue nodded excitedly, her voice low like a mosquito's buzz.

She embarrassingly took two tissues, wiped the excited tears from her eye sockets, lifted her head and showed a hint of a happy smile: "There's no such blind date where you start like this... I don't even know what to say."

"Then don't say anything."

Yang Qing bluntly emphasized: "From now on, just watch my performance; if I treat you badly, you can anytime go to Zhuangbei Fan to complain and let him deal with me."

"Come, let's drink to your successful hand-in-hand."

While Xu Yue was immersed in happiness, Lin Dongfan rose, lifted his cup, and brought the originally somewhat rational Xu Yue into the depths of sensibility, dazedly rising to clink cups.

Just as the three raised their cups to celebrate together.

With a bang, a bullet pierced the restaurant's outer wall glass and shot toward Lin Dongfan's head.