Chapter 395

Yu Youwei

Han Zhang agreed to meet Lin Dongfan, but he set the meeting place opposite the Dragon Palace Banquet, i. e., the conference center of Haishan Guesthouse.

This move is somewhat thought-provicious.

The three founders of the Sea Dragon Association—Zheng Canghai, Cai Yang, and Chen Yongnian—are all from the same background. Everyone regards Dragon King Zheng Canghai as the leader of the guild, secretly controlling the underground order of Haishan City.

The Dragon Palace Banquet is the property of the Zheng father and son.

The Haishan Guesthouse, located just across the street from the Dragon Palace Banquet, is the property of Cai Yang, one of the three founders of the Sea Dragon Association. The conference center of the Haishan Guesthouse is actually the liaison point of the Sea Dragon Association.

Han Zhang's designation of the Sea Dragon Association's liaison point for the meeting made Yu Youwei feel it was a covert Hongmen banquet.

After Yu Youwei reported the situation to Lin Dongfan, worried that the risk was uncontrollable, she advised him: "In my opinion, we'd better not go; let's think of another way."

"Not going is not an option." Lin Dongfan said.

Yu Youwei frowned anxiously: "Why not? The future is long, there are plenty of opportunities. If he won't come out to meet us, we can just go to his office and block him. There's really no need to take this risk."

"If we don't enter the tiger's den, how can we grasp the evidence of their collusion between officials and businessmen?"

Facing the nervous Yu Youwei, Lin Dongfan couldn't help but want to laugh, feeling that this girl had been cooped up in a trading studio for too long and didn't understand the ways of the jianghu.

Lin Dongfan laughed lightly again: "Since we're taking the path of going undercover in the jianghu, we need the mettle of a jianghu person. Han Zhang designated the meeting place; how do you know he isn't intentionally trying to test my mettle? If I don't even dare to go to the Haishan Guesthouse, in his eyes I'd be an insignificant little shrimp incapable of great things, with no value for cooperation."

"Although what you say makes sense, I still don't agree with you taking the risk," Yu Youwei said, her brows furrowed: "Proving one's courage and ability doesn't have to be done this way."

"Little Weiwei, you've gotten full of yourself, now you dare to boss your boss around."

Lin Dongfan also slightly furrowed his brows, deliberately putting on a stern, unquestionable expression.

Yu Youwei, feeling dejected, compromised: "If you really have to go, then I'll go with you…"

"What are you going to do? Help me block a knife? Or block a bullet? If things really come to blows, at best you'll just be a drag."

Having turned into a sharp‑tongued king, Lin Dongfan left Yu Youwei speechless with just a few words.

Without letting her sort out her thoughts.

Lin Dongfan picked up the phone on his desk, stood up and walked away: "Nothing urgent, just rush the shipyard to deliver the goods. Then, in the name of the company's investment, I'll give the ship to Xiao Yu, supporting her to establish an Oceanic Fishery Company that integrates deep‑sea fishing, cold storage, and processing, striving to become the maritime leader."

"Understood."

Yu Youwei's mood inexplicably sank a little, and she also felt a bit envious of Xiao Yu.

She, Yu Youwei, had been sitting before the computer, trading for three years, creating over ten billion in value before earning her boss's full trust and recognition, and was granted a 1% share of Zhengtong Capital.

Xiao Yu by the sea merely took in the boss for one night and cooked him two seafood feasts.

And yet she receives such strong support.

Where exactly am I lacking?

Could it be because I'm not as young and pretty as she is? She's 18, I'm only 26, 26— isn't that the most charming time in a woman's life?

The more Yu Youwei thought, the more confused she felt, sensing she was practically going mad.

How could one imagine Brother Fan as a unambitious flirt? His support of Xiao Yu shouldn't be to win a beauty's smile, but to lay out his own business empire.

Maritime leader!

Oceanic!

Brother Fan surely wants to extend his reach into places where the red flag cannot be planted.

The more she thought downwards, the clearer Yu Youwei's thinking became.

She recalled the other woman beside Lin Dongfan—Ye Jiaying.

She felt that she was truly far behind.

A truly excellent woman should be like Ye Jiaying: even if she possesses myriad charms, she would scorn using her looks to please the world.

The reason Ye Jiaying can become Brother Fan's core trainee is…

It's reliance on execution and loyalty!

Mortal Media and Mortal Technology—these two companies have grown rapidly in just over three years, developing into the present Mortal Group.

Although Ye Jiaying is the group's president, she has never said a single "no" in front of Brother Fan.

She surely knows deep down that all the halos above her head are given by Brother Fan; her task is to fully execute his decisions and enlarge and strengthen the group.

Brother Fan doesn't favor ornaments; he values execution and loyalty.

Thinking of this, Yu Youwei hurried back to the office and called the shipyard: "Hello, this is Zhengtong Capital. When can you deliver the large oceanic fishing vessel we ordered…"

Meanwhile.

Lin Dongfan, accompanied by Lao Ba and the Liu brothers Liu Wei and Liu Wu, walked out of the Zhengtong Capital office building.

The name Zhengtong actually stands for Zhengtong, taken from "Zhengtong renhe" (harmonious governance). Because he feared exposing his official position, he changed Zhengtong to Zhengtong.

The four got into the car and headed straight for the dragon's pool and tiger's den—Haishan Guesthouse.

Liu Wu, whose presence was the faintest, was assigned as the driver.

Liu Wei sat with Lin Dongfan in the back seat, ready to take a bullet for him at critical moments; this is the shared resolve of all the bodyguard brothers.

Even Lao Ba, who usually acts as cocky as a 2580000, has this awareness.

Lao Ba sat in the passenger seat; smoking wasn't allowed in the car, so he could only chew gum to pass the time: "Brother Fan, I have a buddy who can get a gun—should we get a few to play with?"

"What did you say? I didn't hear you—speak up!"

Lin Fan didn't even open his eyes, seeming to be meditating, but that aloof, self‑imposed aura still gave Lao Ba and the others a feeling of imminent suffocation.

Realizing he had let out a fart he shouldn't have.

Lao Ba quickly assumed a proper, avoid‑suspicion posture: "I mean, we shouldn't be doing this—Brother Fan is from the political‑legal system; how could he possibly engage in knowing the law and breaking it? Brother Fan, you ought to give Liu Wei a good talking‑to; his faith has gone astray, he's constantly spacing out, his mind full of unrealistic notions."

……!!!

Liu Wei broke out in a black line of sweat, speechless on the spot.

Mainly because he couldn't beat Lao Ba, he could only silently thank Lao Ba's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart, then pin his hopes on Brother Fan, hoping Brother Fan is a person who perceives even the finest details.

The result made him quite relieved: Brother Fan never opened his eyes, nor did he engage in conversation.

Soon.

The Rolls-Royce smoothly arrived at the perilous Haishan Guesthouse!

Lao Ba again said, "Fan-ge, want me to go in first to scout?"

"Since we've come all this way, what's the point of scouting? Life and death we take lightly; if we're not satisfied, we just fight." Lin Dongfan pushed open the car door, stepped out, and strode toward Haishan Guesthouse without a hint of hesitation.

Lao Ba and the Liu brothers, Liu Wei and Liu Wu, followed closely behind to escort him.

The front desk attendant had obviously received the order earlier; upon seeing Lin Dongfan, they stepped forward to greet: "Mr. Fan, hello, this way." They then led Lin Dongfan to the conference center.

As the conference center doors were pushed open, a strong, fierce aura rushed forth.