Chapter 410

Zhang Yinlan's request seems quite ordinary, isn't she just seeking a bit of security?

But in Lin Dongfan's view, this woman is really not simple at all. The request she made essentially wants to bind him, Lin Dongfan, to the same boat.

Imagine this:

If she confronts Guo Lichun head‑on, and if Guo Lichun really develops a killing intent, then in that environment anyone providing her bodyguard service will surely also become Guo Lichun's hunting target.

By then, Lin Dongfan will have no choice but to surface from underwater and confront Guo Lichun head‑on.

She is a woman who understands the art of vertical and horizontal alliances!

She knows how to unite every force that can be united to jointly resist a strong enemy!

No wonder she looks down on Han Zhang; someone like Han Zhang, whose mind is filled only with eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, is in her eyes a completely worthless salted fish.

After much thought, Lin Dongfan decided to fulfill Zhang Yinlan's wish.

Zhang Yinlan wants to be a survivor of this battle, and even hopes to use this opportunity to make a name for herself in one fell swoop, laying the foundation for her advancement.

Such a determination to strive for the top is worth Lin Dongfangu a glance.

More importantly:

This time, by hiding his identity and walking the conglomerate route, he has an innate flaw: he cannot mobilize local official resources in his capacity as a public official, and even making contact with people like Yu Huacheng and Guo Lichun is somewhat difficult.

Joining forces with Zhang Yinlan can make up for this flaw.

From now on, Zhang Yinlan will be responsible for stirring things up and brandishing knives on the political stage, while Lin Dongfan only needs to add fuel to the fire on the lake, taking the path of official‑business cooperation; mutual benefit would be quite good.

After making up his mind.

Lin Dongfan summoned Liu Wu and instructed him: "Director Zhang lacks a driver; from today on, you will be her driver."

"No problem."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wu immediately understood that the driver was merely a nominal identity; in reality, he was a bodyguard.

Zhang Yinlan carefully sized up Liu Wu's posture and appearance, finding nothing wrong; this 1.8‑meter‑tall muscular man, though his looks were ordinary, possessed a military‑specific steadfast aura.

"Thank you, President Fan." Zhang Yinlan praised, smiling: "You handle things far more efficiently than I imagined; no wonder you, so young, possess such substantial wealth."

Hearing this, Lin Dongfan couldn't help but secretly chuckle:

You're already admiring me? If I, the young master, were to reveal my vice‑ministerial rank and casually produce that outrageously impressive red family genealogy, you wouldn't even...

Just wait; the big show of pressing the bed is still to come.

Lin Dongfan put away his frivolous "caozefu" technique, assumed a proper gentlemanly demeanor, and said: "Later I'll assign a few more bodyguards to you; I'll protect your whole family—just go ahead and tear into them."

"Thank you, President Fan, for your support."

Zhang Yinlan smiled appreciatively at Lin Dongfan sitting opposite her.

She then curiously asked: "May I ask you a personal matter?"

"Please go ahead."

Lin Dongfan also smiled as he gazed at Zhang Yinlan; the more he looked, the more he understood the allure of a casanova—this kind of mature woman simply possesses a unique charm.

Zhang Yinlan clearly did not expect that, in Lin Dongfan's eyes, she was actually an artwork stamped with the label "human treasure."

She bluntly voiced her doubt: "For the sake of those villagers in the fishing village, you dare to offend the top figures of both the official and business circles—is it really just a case of drawing your sword to help upon seeing injustice?"

"Drawing your sword to help upon seeing injustice is what a chivalrous knight does."

The truth can't be spoken, but spouting nonsense is fine; Grandpa Fan's specialty is talking bullshit.

He laughed boldly: "Too bad I'm not a knight; I'm merely a businessman. Businessmen talk business. To be frank, I want to take over the Fisherport New City project. Whoever blocks my path, I'll deal with them."

"President Fan is really a straightforward person."

In Zhang Yinlan's view, such unrestrained, unguarded words are undoubtedly sincere; she never dreamed that Lin Dongfan would actually say "sincere words" to her.

She smiled again, relieved: "Thank you for your trust in me."

The milk‑foam coffee on the table had gone cold; Lin Dongfan picked it up, took a sip, then pulled out a tissue to wipe the white foam from his lips.

He leisurely told Zhang Yinlan: "Guo Lichun and Zheng Canghai are colluding officials and businessmen, playing backroom tricks in the project bidding process. Earlier I also told Director Han that I want to send them to prison."

"You even trust someone like that?"

Zhang Yinlan gave the dead‑fat Han Zhang a sideways glance.

Han Zhang immediately retorted: "What do you mean by that? Am I, Han Zhang, not worthy of President Fan's trust?" Zhang Yinlan gave a light laugh without speaking, thinking to herself, "What kind of person are you? No need for me to explain."

At this point, Lin Dongfan further explained: "I lack local official resources here; now I regard you as comrades in a trench, hoping we trust each other. Zheng Canghai—he is the Dragon King of the Sea Dragon Society; ordinary people can't get his dirt, so this matter can only be handled by Director Han."

"Did you hear that? Some things only I can do." Han Zhang proudly emphasized.

Zhang Yinlan couldn't be bothered to respond to him; she simply couldn't fathom how a smart businessman like Lin Dongfan would drag someone like Han Zhang into his trench.

Besides eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, what else can this guy do?

He lacks ability!

He lacks integrity!

Aren't you afraid he'll forget righteousness for profit and stab you in the back?

Zhang Yinlan stared at Lin Dongfan in disbelief, unable to comprehend, truly unable to comprehend, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

After everyone had dispersed.

Zhang Yinlan asked the bodyguard beside her: "Liu Wu, why does President Fan cooperate with someone like Han Zhang?"

"I don't know."

The tight‑lipped Liu Wu shook his head earnestly, as if he truly didn't know.

Zhang Yinlan turned her head to glance at him, speechless.

After getting into the car.

Zhang Yinlan pulled out her phone again and sent Lin Dongfan Along message: "Guo Lichun issued the fishing ban merely to cooperate with Zheng Canghai. Han Zhang doesn't even dare to fart; he immediately scurried to carry it out. Someone like him, with no principles or bottom line, would really risk his neck to dig up dirt on Zheng Canghai for you? I truly can't fathom what reason he has to oppose Guo and Zheng—you'd better watch out for him stabbing you in the back."

"Last time I broke one of his vases and had to pay him ten million. He went to Macau for three days and came back penniless. I am his cash cow; he hopes I'll burst forth with gold coins."

The content of Lin Dongfan's reply made Zhang Yinlan break out in a black line of sweat.

Ten million!

What broken vase needs to pay ten million?

Zhang Yinlan's first thought was that Han Zhang was engaging in corruption through extortion, but she had no evidence at all, and couldn't deal with Han Zhang.

She sent another message to Lin Dongfan: "You're really stupid."

On the other side.

Lin Dongfan, sitting in the Rolls-Royce, saw the evaluation of these three characters and the corners of his mouth turned up in a pleasing smile.

Young Master prescribes the right cure, using wealth to bait the greedy Han Zhang—what's wrong with that?

The world laughs at me for being too crazy; that's because the world can't see it, but anyone whose mind is opened would never walk a straight line so earnestly.

There is simply no absolute straight line in this world.

Those who won't overtake on a curve.

Doomed to be cannon fodder!