Chapter 398

After leaving Haishan Guesthouse, Lin Dongfan sat in the car, lit a cigarette, his thoughts in disarray.

Originally I thought the three founders of the Sea Dragon Society were united as one.

I didn't expect to overestimate their cohesion.

Since Cai Yang dared to say in front of the Zheng family that the Dragon King must be replaced, openly showing his ambition, he must have powerful backing behind him.

Behind Zheng Canghai stands Mayor Guo Lichun.

Then who is behind Cai Yang?

And there is the Sea Dragon Society's third-in-command, Chen Yongnian; what is his position? Might he also have independent backing behind him?

This series of problems left Lin Dongfan bewildered; Haishan truly is a deep pool with many turtles.

As of now.

Choosing to hide his name and walk the conglomerate path back then was correct. Even if he now interferes in the Fisherport New City project, the only ones who truly want him dead are Zheng Canghai and his son.

Others still have a high affinity for the conglomerate as long as their own interests aren't infringed.

As long as the identity of the anti-corruption bureau chief remains undisclosed, he can further gain the trust of some people.

Lin Dongfan lowered the car window, flicked ash, and said: "Liu Wei, has Chief Han come out yet? Ask him to get in the car."

"He's already out, went to the bank next door, probably to cash your check." Liu Wei and Liu Wu stood on either side of the car door, constantly guarding the surroundings.

Lao Ba went to the restroom and hasn't returned yet.

Upon hearing that Chief Han was cashing the check at the bank, Lin Dongfan couldn't help but smile: "No need to fetch him; he'll probably come storming over any moment."

"Come storming over?"

Such brutal wording made Liu Wei's nerves tighten.

For a moment I couldn't understand why Brother Fan made that judgment; I didn't dare ask or say anything. I could only stay alert, stand ready, and do the duty of a professional bodyguard.

Less than two minutes.

The bureau chief, weighing over two hundred pounds—Han Zhang—indeed came out of the bank huffing and puffing. His target was clear; he trotted all the way toward the Rolls-Royce where Lin Dongfan sat.

That quivering mass of fat on him seemed to be a considerable burden.

Just running that short distance of a few dozen meters.

Left him drenched in sweat.

He angrily knocked twice on the car door and shouted at Lin Dongfan inside: "Mr. Fan, are you playing me? You actually gave me a blank check!" As he spoke, he scooped up his clothes and wiped his sweat.

"So hot!"

He wanted to pull open the car door, get in, and blast the AC.

Unexpectedly, the car door was locked.

It wouldn't open.

Lin Dongfan sat calmly in the car, smiling: "If you want to take ten million from me, you'd better show your worth. That nine‑nine‑mail‑order fake vase is utterly worthless."

Hearing that, Chief Han was embarrassed to the point of wanting to disappear.

I never expected Lin Dongfan's eyes to be so sharp, seeing through that fake vase; no wonder he swung the hammer so decisively.

Damn, any wealthy guy with a bit of ability is truly a crafty fox!

Chief Han knocked twice again on the car door: "Mr. Fan, let's not mention the vase-smashing incident; can I get in the car to talk? It's really hot outside."

"If you want to ride in the Rolls-Royce, you likewise need to demonstrate your worth."

Lin Dongfan slowly inhaled a puff of smoke; his demeanor could no longer be called aloof, but instead revealed an intangible class divide.

This intangible class gap is like a chasm laid before Chief Han.

This chasm isn't something he can cross just because he wants to.

Recalling how Lin Dongfan toyed with him using a blank check, Chief Han humbly realized: In the world of big conglomerates, he, Han Zhang, is merely an insignificant ant!

Chief Han rolled up his sleeves, wiped his sweat, bent over, and replied through the car window: "Mr. Fan, today Zheng Sanshui brought people to storm the conference center and hack at you. At that time I sat there doing nothing; did you think I was pretending to be deaf and dumb? Actually I was helping you. I secretly sent a message to Cai Yang, urging him to rush over for rescue."

"That much value still isn't enough to qualify for a ride in my car."

"Still not enough?"

"With just those useless lackeys Zheng Sanshui brought, he can't hurt me. Whether Cai Yang steps forward or not, I can withdraw unscathed."

"That's true; your bodyguards are all top-notch."

"This check is genuine."

Lin Dongfan slid a check for ten million under Chief Han's nose, instantly igniting his yearning for wealth, exciting him to the point of boiling blood.

Just as Chief Han reached out to take the check.

Lin Dongfan pulled his hand back again: "There's no free lunch in the world; first tell me what you have to offer for this ten million."

"I understand."

Chief Han cautiously glanced left and right.

Seeing no idle bystanders.

He then leaned back to the car window and whispered to Lin Dongfan: "You said today that if the city doesn't re‑tender, the Fisherport New City project can't proceed. Your single remark thoroughly enraged the Zheng father and son. I expect the city's demolition approval will come down soon, and all the villagers of the fishing village will have to relocate."

"That's nonsense."

"Don't rush; I have more news."

"Speak."

"If you really want to secure this project, you need to know how to operate. My end will definitely not block you; the key is Mayor Guo's end."

"More nonsense; Mayor Guo supports Zheng Canghai."

"Mr. Fan, you just don't get it. Whoever is the Dragon King of the Sea Dragon Society, Mayor Guo supports that person. You need to understand this logic: as long as you topple Zheng Canghai from his pedestal, you'll be able to see Mayor Guo."

"So what do you mean?"

"Right now I can only tell you this: the people who want to topple Zheng Canghai from his pedestal aren't just you; you're not fighting alone."

"You're talking about Cai Yang?"

"Lao Zheng and Lao Cai have always been at odds; the enemy's enemy is your friend."

"What position does the Sea Dragon Society's Third Chief, Chen Yongnian, hold?"

"Chen Yongnian cares more about the Sea Dragon Society's year-end bonus; whoever can bring the society greater profit, he will support to become Dragon King."

"Saying this, Han Zhang glanced again at the check in Lin Dongfan's hand."

"Ten million!"

"This amount is enough to excite him for several nights, mainly because he lost all his savings by betting wrong when he went to Bay Gate to play a few days ago, and now he urgently needs to recoup."

"Han Zhang exclaimed excitedly: 'Chief Fan, you've just arrived and don't know much about the Sea Dragon Society. The information I'm revealing today can't be bought even with money.'"

"That eager, greedy gaze hoped Lin Dongfan would quickly cash the check."

"Lin Dongfan laughed and asked: 'Now, as long as I can stop the Zheng family father and son from levying the fishing village, will Cai Yang cooperate with me to topple Zheng Canghai from his divine altar?'"

"I can give you a word later, telling him to cooperate with you." Han Zhang said: "By the way, I'm also taking a risk doing this; if things go badly, I might lose my life."

"As he spoke, Han Zhang's gaze fell again onto the check."

"Lin Dongfan rolled the check into a cigarette shape and flicked it out of the car. Han Zhang hurried over to pick it up, nodding and bowing as he thanked Lin Dongfan: 'Thank you, Chief Fan, for the reward.'"

"The car window glass had already risen slowly, and Lin Dongfan acted as if he hadn't heard."

"As he waited for the car to gradually drive away."

"Han Zhang hastily unfolded the check to verify the amount."

"Ten million!"

"He excitedly kissed the check, muttering to himself: 'Damn, that's a generous move—finally I have the capital to turn things around in Bay Gate...'"