Chapter 656: Xiao Li Zi Has Made It

Li Hengbo?

Hearing that familiar name, Lin Dongfan was still a bit surprised. What a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road—I never expected to run into Xiao Li Zi's pretentious scene in Wuzhou.

In 2011, I personally sent Xiao Li Zi to prison, sentencing him to three years' imprisonment.

Have to say, Xiao Li Zi is also a talent!

He behaved well in prison, multiple times receiving sentence reductions, and after only half a year out, he pushed his past business plans back to the peak.

Now Xiao Li Zi's Rebirth Group has completed multiple rounds of financing and successfully gone public.

Market value exceeds 100 billion!

And Xiao Li Zi's wife Xu Yaqiu is also formidable. During the years Xiao Li Zi spent in prison, she actually gave him how many green hats? That matter, Xiao Li Zi surely didn't know about.

Lin Dongfan stepped on the back of the man in the suit and asked: 'Has Li Hengbo bought out the entire Cold Jade Mountain Villa?'

"This… this isn't…" The man in the suit had already given up struggling, lying flat on the ground pleading: "Brother, could you lift your foot? I can barely breathe…"

Lin Dongfan pressed down harder with his foot, adding a bit more force: 'Since he didn't buy out Cold Jade Mountain Villa, what gives him the right to keep me out? Tell me, is it because his ass is big? Or because he wears many green hats?'

"Brother, I'm just a bodyguard; you ask me, who should I ask?"

The man in the suit was stepped on to the point of wanting to cry but no tears, feeling his luck was terrible; after less than a week on the job, he was knocked to the ground with one punch.

In despair.

The man in the suit again forced himself to explain: 'General Li just doesn't like being disturbed while eating; I'm just trying to make a living, it really has nothing to do with me…'

"Stay lying there, don't come in."

Lin Dongfan finally lifted his foot, strode head high into Cold Jade Mountain Villa.

Passing through the antiquated purple sandalwood wooden gate, a 2.5‑meter‑high screen wall bore a vivid carving of the 'Illustrated Landscape of Sun‑lit Rivers and Mountains,' with pavilions and terraces, the scenery pleasant.

From afar one could see two straight‑suited bodyguards standing at the banquet hall entrance.

Inside the hall.

Xiao Li Zi was dining; his companion was a leader responsible for investment promotion from the Wuzhou High‑Tech Zone, named Yu Guitian.

The table held dishes such as squirrel‑shaped mandarin fish, money‑bag shrimp cakes, braised pork, and crab‑powder lion's head, among the Huaiyang specialties.

Li Hengbo conducted himself like an elegant gentleman; halfway through the meal he put down his chopsticks, picked up a white napkin and wiped his mouth.

Yu Guitian hurriedly raised his seven‑tenths‑full small wine cup in a toast: 'General Li, as I always say: if you agree to settle in our High‑Tech Industrial Zone, I guarantee the preferential policies will be fully implemented. Come, let me toast you again.'

Li Hengbo gave Yu Guitian a sideways glance.

He didn't even lift the Maotai in front of him.

He snapped two fingers, and the bodyguard beside him immediately handed him a pack of He Tianxia cigarettes and lit it for him.

This overwhelming aura of pressure, together with the contemptuous bearing he unconsciously displayed, made Comrade Yu Guitian feel extremely embarrassed, holding a glass of wine he neither dared to drink nor could set down.

Li Hengbo slowly inhaled a puff of smoke.

He drawled in criticism: 'Section Chief Yu, considering you've invited me seven times, today I'll give you face and eat this meal.'

You open your mouth demanding a 12 billion investment— isn't that a bit steep?

And…

You haven't even tried it, but this crab‑powder lion's head is shaped like a ball— is this even food for people?

You said it was crab‑powder lion's head— where's the lion meat? Sorry, all I taste today is pork; not sincere enough!

Hearing that, Yu Guitian felt a black line rise on his forehead.

He glanced at the leftover crab‑powder lion's heads on the table, truly feeling speechless and bewildered— lion's heads aren't made with pork, are they really made with lion meat?

What the fuck kind of retarded logic is this.

If crab‑powder lion's head must be made with lion meat, then when the Sichuan dish husband‑and‑wife lung slices hit the pot, wouldn't it turn into a large‑scale murder scene?

Yu Guitian suppressed his grievances and lowered his official demeanor once more: 'General Li, if the dishes at Cold Jade Mountain Villa don't suit your taste, we could change venues— how about Huai Jiang Manor?'

"My appetite's poor today; let's talk next time."

Li Hengbo flicked ash from his cigarette and shouted: 'Scatter King, where'd you disappear to? Come over, pack this up, take that bowl of crab‑powder lion's head back to feed the dogs.'

Just as his words fell, suddenly a loud 'bang' rang out.

The gate was smashed open!

Scatter King flew in like a human‑shaped cannonball, crashing hard at Li Hengbo's feet— the word 'embarrassed' hardly does justice to his state.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling as low‑spirited as a grandson: 'General Li…'

"……???"

Li Hengbo stared, dumbfounded.

Before he could even process what was happening, a familiar voice came from the doorway: 'Damn it, is Cold Jade Mountain Villa yours? You say no entry, then no entry.'

Li Hengbo turned toward the sound, his pupils constricting in shock.

What a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road!

The comer turned out to be his mortal enemy— Lin Dongfan!

As soon as he saw Lin Dongfan's infuriatingly handsome, flawless face from every angle, Li Hengbo felt like rushing over to slap him twice.

But his reason told him that the three‑year prison ordeal had truly been agonizing!

Every frame of what happened in prison.

Now they flash through his mind like high‑def movie clips; the most exhausting part isn't mechanically operating the sewing machine, but having to bend over to pick up the soap!

Indeed!

That's a pain and shame etched into his bones!

During those years in prison, a burly inmate nicknamed Bangchui often gave him special attention; he also repeatedly suspected that Bangchui had been bribed by Lin Dongfan.

Just thinking of those shameful scenes made Li Hengbo grit his teeth in hatred involuntarily.

He stared at Lin Dongfan and gave a cold smile: 'Comrade official, was it you who injured Scatter King? May I ask how intentional injury should be punished?'

Just self-defense, please understand.

Lin Dongfan walked in as if returning home, stepping in with easy steps.

Li Hengbo probably also knew that they both came from the political and legal system; if they forcibly took up legal weapons to fight each other, they wouldn't gain any advantage.

Then…

He shifted his angry gaze onto Yu Guitian: "Section Chief Yu, you invited me to a meal—is this how you treat guests? Please give me a polite explanation."

General Manager Li, calm down.

Facing pressure to attract investment, Yu Guitian still treats Li Hengbo, this financial backer, like an ancestor, not daring to offend him in the slightest.

Yu Guitian stood up and shouted at Lin Dongfan: "Hurry up and apologize to General Manager Li!"

You've got quite the attitude, throwing your official weight around like that. Lin Dongfan sized up Yu Guitian from head to toe: "Which unit are you from?"

"High-tech Zone Investment Promotion Office, Yu Guitian."

Yu Guitian did not hide his identity, proudly flashing his work ID: "You now have two choices: either apologize to General Manager Li, or I'll have the police come over and follow procedure."

Lin Dongfan took the work ID and gave it a look.

He smirked dismissively: "Section Chief Yu, you sure live large—is today's meal on your own dime or on public funds?"