Chapter 989: Old Meng Wants to Clean Up the Vice at Everyman Grand Hotel

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the entrance of the Everyman Grand Hotel was brightly lit.

The doorman saw Lin Dongfan's special car pull up to the entrance, hurried forward, and respectfully opened the car door. Lin Dongfan got out and reached out to steady Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian's foot was wrapped in gauze, she walked slowly, head down, and didn't dare to look at the gazes of those around her.

The open-air parking lot in front of the hotel.

Also parked there was a black Audi A6, which had just come to a stop; the big shot inside was none other than the newly appointed chief of the City Bureau, Fu Xinping.

Fu Xinping had just left a KTV, having drunk half a catty of Maotai.

The car door opened.

Supported by two sexy women, Fu Xinping stumbled out of the car, preparing to go to the Everyman Grand Hotel for another three-hundred-round battle.

He glanced up.

He had originally wanted to see whether the sign of the Everyman Grand Hotel was lit.

This look was shocking.

He saw Lin Dongfan supporting a beautiful woman as they walked into the hotel—unbelievable! The woman was actually draped in Lin Dongfan's administrative coat, keeping her head down the whole way, as if afraid of being recognized.

What further shocked Fu Xinping was that Lin Dongfan, like an alert hunting dog, suddenly turned his head and glanced back.

This scene frightened Fu Xinping so much that his hands trembled; he hastily pushed the two pretty women aside, sobered up considerably, and scrambled back into the car, slamming the door to hide.

He didn't know whether Lin Dongfan had seen him.

"Chief Fu, what are you doing?" the pretty woman asked, puzzled: "Didn't you say tonight we'd battle three hundred rounds? We're already on the battlefield."

"Get lost, get lost, all of you get lost!"

Fu Xinping actually wanted to fight three hundred rounds, but he feared running into gunfire, ending up dying before achieving anything, with nowhere to cry when the time came.

The two pretty women who had been driven away looked at each other helplessly and withdrew.

Fu Xinping looked through the car window.

He stared fixedly at the entrance of the Everyman Grand Hotel.

He thought Lin Dongfan probably hadn't seen him; otherwise, the world wouldn't be so peaceful.

Thinking of that,

Fu Xinping covered his pounding little heart and let out Along sigh of relief.

Then another thought crossed his mind.

Fu Xinping muttered to himself with a wry laugh: "Damn, you usually pretend to be aloof, but it turns out you can't resist a beautiful woman either—tonight there's a good show to watch…"

"Chief, should we go home or not?" his trusted driver asked.

Fu Xinping grinned happily: "Forget going home, hurry up and follow them in, find out what's going on inside, and see which room Lin Dongfan and that woman are staying in."

"Hmm."

After the driver got out of the car, he headed straight for the hotel lobby.

Soon after,

the driver came back to report: "Chief, we can't find anything."

"What do you mean 'can't find'?" Fu Xinping said without doubt: "They didn't go to get a room? Impossible! Just now the two of them walked in arm in arm and never came out."

"That's not what I mean."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean we can't find the specific room number."

To avoid being scolded,

the driver hurriedly explained: "They went up to the nineteenth floor, which is not open to the public and has guards. I couldn't even get in, so I couldn't confirm which room they entered, and I can't ask the front desk about it."

"Damn, this Lin guy really knows how to play."

The nineteenth floor of the Mortal Group, the whole floor closed to outsiders, meaning it serves only Lin Dongfan!

This terrifying privilege made Fu Xinping both envious and jealous.

He thought: "My vision is still too small; as a bureau chief, I never even imagined turning the grand hotel into my own Hall of Nourishing the Heart…"

The Hall of Nourishing the Heart was the sleeping palace of the Qing emperors.

After thinking it over left and right,

Fu Xinping decisively pulled out his phone and dialed Executive Meng Qinghe: "Mayor Meng, aren't you asleep yet? Sorry to disturb you this late, but I have an important situation to report."

"What is it?"

On the other end of the line, Meng Qinghe's voice sounded a bit impatient.

Fu Xinping, however, was excited: "Just now I personally saw Mayor Lin bring a woman into the Everyman Grand Hotel. Mayor Lin really works hard, still discussing work overtime at this hour."

"Did you see clearly?"

Meng Qinghe, who had been feeling sleepy, instantly perked up.

Fu Xinping laughed: "I saw it crystal clear. He helped the woman out of the car, she was still wearing his administrative jacket, and the two went into the hotel and haven't come out yet."

"They haven't come down?"

Meng Qinghe pondered briefly.

He then issued an instruction: "Old Fu, to ensure Mayor Lin's safety, I think you need to send someone up there."

"He went up to the nineteenth floor, which isn't open to the public, and I don't know which room he's in," Fu Xinping said.

Meng Qinghe criticized:

"Old Fu, as the chief of the Public Security Bureau, can't you even handle cracking down on vice and eliminating evil? Whenever there's a law enforcement need, not only the nineteenth floor, even the eighteenth level of hell—you should be able to just barge in; who would dare stop you?"

Fu Xinping's eyes lit up: "Mayor Meng, you mean…"

"Mayor Lin has always been a person of pure integrity; he couldn't possibly be doing anything illegal or disorderly. Now I seriously suspect that the woman may have used some special means on Mayor Lin, preventing him from disengaging. To guarantee Mayor Lin's personal safety and political reputation, the City Bureau must take immediate action."

Meng Qinghe spoke with righteous vigor on the phone, as if everything were for the leader's benefit.

Over here...

Fu Xinping heard that, yet he frowned, his gloom showing on his face.

Recalling the words he had just spoken, that level, that tier, that pattern, in front of Meng Qinghe it was just an immature wet diaper!

Motherfucker!

Likewise, they wanted to stab Lin Dongfan.

Why does a knife stabbed from your hand, Meng Qinghe, emit a holy light?

What a heart-wrenching realization!

Over the phone, Meng Qinghe's voice came again: "Old Fu, I'm talking to you, can you hear me? To ensure Mayor Lin's personal safety, immediately launch a major search of the Everyman Grand Hotel!"

Received, act immediately.

Fu Xinping put aside his melancholy little mood.

Then he dialed the number of Captain Hu of the City Bureau Public Security Detachment: "Old Hu, immediately organize an anti-vice and eradication squad to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the Everyman Grand Hotel."

"Chief, the Everyman Grand Hotel is a five-star hotel; wouldn't this..."

Before Captain Hu could finish his sentence,

Fu Xinping already impatiently barked: "What's wrong with a five-star hotel? Do you think a five-star hotel can engage in illegal activities? Ridiculous!"

"Chief, I didn't mean it that way." Captain Hu was scolded until he was overwhelmed.

Fu Xinping angrily said: "What you mean doesn't matter! Listen to me: just now I received a report that someone at the Everyman Grand Hotel's nineteenth floor is engaged in prostitution; execute the order immediately!"

Note, what Fu Xinping said was not about protecting Mayor Lin's safety, but that someone was engaging in prostitution.

This means.

His anger flared up to his head, he instantly forgot his earlier realization, and directly threw Meng Qinghe's textbook-like rhetoric into the clouds.

Ten minutes later!

Captain Hu led an anti-vice squad to the scene, deploying a total of six police vehicles.