Chapter 458

At the Sea God Foundation headquarters, the office air pressure was so low you could wring water from it.

Today, the person sitting in the Dragon King's chief chair was not Zheng Canghai. Because Guo Lichun had arrived, Zheng Canghai could only give up his seat, standing respectfully opposite to receive a dressing-down.

Bang!!!

Guo Lichun slammed his fist onto the desk.

The force of his anger made the teacups on the desk jump, splashing scalding tea onto the spread-out documents, and it also startled Zheng Canghai standing opposite.

Trash!

You can't even keep an old woman who sells pig fat under control!

Guo Lichun pointed at Zheng Canghai's nose and shouted, spit almost flying onto his face.

An hour earlier, Secretary Zhang Nan reported to Guo Lichun that Huang Hai's mother had been taken by Fan Donglin, and her whereabouts remain unknown.

Is this a small matter?

No!

This is like a knife straight into Guo Lichun's heart.

He painstakingly called for the halt of the Fisherman's Harbor New City project, whose core aim was to make it clear to Haishan's official and business circles that Haishan still obeys his, Guo Lichun's, word.

Whether it's the power in his hands or the tempting profits, both need to be consolidated through concrete events.

The Fisherman's Harbor New City project is an ideal entry point.

As long as we kill that project and knock Fan Donglin flat in one go, Guo Lichun can make the official and business circles realize this problem—this is the fate of those who support Yu Huacheng.

In short, his true opponent is Yu Huacheng.

On his chessboard, in his worldview, Fan Donglin is no different from Zheng Canghai—both are mere cannon fodder in the power game, and he has never deemed it worthy to confront Fan Donglin directly.

The result…

The plan was half-successful, but an old woman who sells pig fat ruined the whole board.

Guo Lichun roared with uncontainable anger: "That night, you personally went to Huang Hai's home, gave him a large sum of money, and told him to cause casualties at the construction site. The entire conversation was overheard clearly by Old Lady Huang. Leaving such a huge disaster in the world, you didn't decisively eradicate it, but instead stood by and watched her being taken by Fan Donglin. What are you trying to do? Tell me, are you tired of being the Dragon King and want to become a judge in the underworld?"

……!!!

Zheng Canghai hung his head low throughout, like an old man full of grievances.

He muttered softly: "I didn't just stand by and watch her being taken by Fan Donglin; I wasn't even there at the time—I saw nothing."

Still being stubborn!

Guo Lichun was about to explode with rage, grabbed the pen holder on the desk and threw it at Zheng Canghai, who instinctively raised his arm to shield his head; the pen holder struck his arm.

Compared to the ear-splitting roar, this bit of pain was nothing.

Yes!

Boss Guo kept bellowing without pause: "Did shit get into your brain? You can't understand human speech! When I say you stood by and watched Old Lady Huang being taken by Fan Donglin, I mean you did nothing! Others ruthlessly tear out your vital parts, yet you had no reaction at all! Are you a dead eunuch?"

……!!!

This thunderous roar buzzed in Zheng Canghai's head.

He felt terribly wronged.

He thought, "My daughter won't let me spend all day fighting and killing; she tells me to do good and accumulate virtue. What can I do? Being the Dragon King may be enjoyable, but being a good father is more important."

After all, money in the world is endless to earn, but he has only one daughter.

Zheng Canghai steeled himself and confessed to Mayor Guo: "Mayor Guo, I may really be old and unable to keep up with your pace. Why don't you find someone else to be the Dragon King? I'll retire from the martial world."

Damn your mother!

When his anger was uncontrollable, Guo Lichun didn't care about his image at all, grabbed the teacup on the desk and hurled it at Zheng Canghai.

In an instant, Zheng Canghai's eyes widened in shock, and he hastily dodged.

"You still dare to dodge? I told you to dodge! I told you to dodge…" Guo Lichun this time didn't pick and choose—he grabbed whatever was on the desk and threw it all at Zheng Canghai.

This time Zheng Canghai did not dodge again.

He simply raised his arm to shield his head: "Just now, that was a cup of freshly brewed hot tea, boiling water over a hundred degrees—I definitely needed to dodge…"

Bullshit!

Everything on the desk had been thrown away, leaving only a laptop; Guo Lichun didn't think twice and hurled the laptop out.

I don't know whether Zheng Canghai's arm hurt from blocking it.

Anyway, when the laptop hit the floor, the sound was satisfyingly explosive, and Guo Lichun's anger subsided by about half.

Guo Lichun cursed: "Under standard atmospheric pressure, water's boiling point is 100°C! Where does over a hundred degrees come from? An illiterate ignorant of basic knowledge, yet he puts on a laptop to pose as a cultured person—disgusting!"

"Right, I lack culture, so I don't deserve to sit in the Dragon King's position. Please, Mayor Guo, grant me permission to retire from the martial world."

Zheng Canghai sincerely clasped his hands in a bow, behaving like a courteous old scholar.

It would have been better if he hadn't done that.

Just seeing his hypocritical act, Guo Lichun's anger, which had just been suppressed, shot up again to the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

But the desk was already bare; there really was nothing else left to throw.

Guo Lichun could only point at his two eyes and at Zheng Canghai's nose to criticize: "When Cai Yang was still alive, you insisted on monopolizing the Dragon King's seat and refusing to give it up! Now that he's dead, you tell me you don't want to be the Dragon King anymore! Is that not wanting to be the Dragon King? You're dragging your feet! Pulling the ladder! You're challenging my bottom line!"

Hearing that, Zheng Canghai looked bewildered, his head full of bold question marks.

He just couldn't understand:

Is this really that serious? Without me, Zheng Canghai, would the earth stop turning? Am I that awesome? Am I that important? How could I not know?

Just as Zheng Canghai's brain short-circuited.

A strong, resonant voice came from the office doorway: "He doesn't want to be the Dragon King—I will!"

Zheng Canghai turned his head and instantly felt guilty before his ancestors, with an urge to take off his shoe and beat the living daylights out of this clueless little turtle.

Failure to educate is the father's fault!

Exactly!

The person who suddenly barged in was Old Zheng's son—Zheng Sanshui.

This little bastard struts around every day like he's hot stuff, thinking he's awesome! Actually, he has no skills at all; if it weren't for the family protecting him, he'd have been shot dead eight hundred times.

Zheng Canghai angrily shouted at the little bastard: "Who let you in? Get out!"

"It's the Dragon King's throne calling me; you've already abdicated, this is none of your business." Zheng Sanshui ignored his father's warning and walked straight onto the large desk.

Expressing loyalty to Guo Lichun:

"Mayor Guo, if you give me this chance, I guarantee I can do better than my dad! Moreover, I guarantee I can settle Old Lady Huang within 24 hours, not dragging you down."

Upon hearing this, Guo Lichun finally showed a hint of a smile.

Guo Lichun couldn't help but mock Zheng Canghai: "Old Zheng, Old Zheng, you've really lived decades in vain! With your comprehension, your vision, your courage, even your son can't match up."

!!!

What comprehension, vision, courage? Zheng Canghai no longer has these concepts in his mind; now he just wants to take off his shoes and beat this clueless little bastard.

But he feels embarrassed to take them off.

Mainly because he was in a rush leaving the house today, couldn't find his own long underwear, so he casually put on his wife's warming black stockings; taking off his shoes would reveal the secret.