Chapter 182: Quick Transmigration: Film & Television Multiverse Chapter 26 — Matters Concluded

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

The matter was finally settled just as Lin Hao had envisioned; seeing this, Jiang Tiansheng ordered his men to arrange cars to send Deng Bo and Chui Ji back first.

Deng Bo and Chui Ji were also feeling a mix of emotions at this moment; they had originally come to resolve the issue, yet never expected to go through such twists and turns, but things having come to this, they could only go back first and plan for the long term.

As for Da D, he had originally also wanted to leave with them, but had only turned and taken a few steps when Lin Hao stopped him. Lin Hao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Brother Da D, in such a rush to leave? You spent that much money today, after all; you ought to go make a show of it. Right now is a perfect chance to let the Wo Sing brothers all know that you, Da D, are peerlessly righteous, sparing no expense to save everyone — from now on your prestige in the society will surely soar, which will be a great help in your run for Talker."

Hearing this, Da D pondered for a moment and felt Lin Hao's words indeed made sense.

He had paid such a heavy price; if he didn't let the society brothers know, wouldn't that money have been spent in vain? He had to make good use of this opportunity to build up his image.

So he nodded, took out his mobile phone to contact his little brothers, telling them to bring the money and drive quickly to Han Bin's venue to wait for him, and then he and Lin Hao headed together toward Han Bin's venue.

When they arrived at Han Bin's venue, they had just entered when they saw Han Bin had already brought a group of brothers and set up a lavish banquet, waiting for them. The tables were filled with fine wine and good dishes, the surrounding atmosphere lively and bustling, yet everyone present knew clearly that behind this seemingly lively scene lay no small number of complicated matters.

After a few rounds of polite greetings, they took their seats in turn. Han Bin smiled and said to Lin Hao and Da D, "A Hao, Brother Da D, rare for everyone to gather together today; eat and drink first, we can talk while we eat."

As he spoke, he signaled his subordinates with a look; they understood and soon brought A Le and a group of little brothers previously captured by Han Bin up.

When A Le was brought up, he looked rather bedraggled; his right leg was twisted unnaturally, yet his eyes still revealed a stubborn streak; he glared fiercely at Lin Hao and Da D, clearly still unaware of what he was about to face.

Lin Hao glanced over, counted heads — twenty-three people including A Le — and frowned slightly, thinking this was quite a number; it seemed Wo Sing had lost quite a few men in that earlier clash.

Lin Hao slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the faces of all the Wo Sing people present, then said loudly, "Everyone, regarding today's matter, your Deng Bo and Talker Chui Ji have already reached an agreement with our Mr. Jiang. Right now, your Brother Da D, out of brotherhood, has personally come to ransom you back. For your safe return, Brother Da D was remarkably righteous — he put up a full five million, which is not something just anyone could do; you must properly thank Brother Da D for this kindness."

Hearing this, A Le's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Da D with a complex gaze. He was dubious inside, unsure whether Lin Hao's words were true or false; after all, this came too suddenly, and Da D had been his rival day to day — would he really be willing to spend so much to ransom him? But judging by the situation, it seemed real. A Le felt conflicted and couldn't decide for a moment.

Da D, before coming, had actually been scheming to mock A Le properly once he saw him, to vent the resentment from being suppressed by Lin Hao earlier.

But now truly seeing A Le's bedraggled and miserable appearance — hair disheveled, injuries on his face, clothes filthy and tattered — for some reason, that desire to mock him vanished at once.

Da D sighed inwardly, feeling that as fellow Wo Sing brothers, kicking a man while he was down didn't seem appropriate, so he merely waved his hand and told his little brothers, "Alright, stop dawdling; hurry up and take the brothers away; staying here longer isn't good."

His little brothers hastily acknowledged, stepped forward to untie the ropes binding A Le and the others, and helped them toward the exit. Just then, another little brother carried over a heavy box, placed it on the table, and opened it — inside were neatly stacked piles of cash, exactly the seven million previously promised to Lin Hao, of which two million was for Lin Hao to handle A Le's leg, and five million was the ransom money.

Seeing this, Lin Hao revealed a satisfied smile, walked over, took the box, casually set it aside, then turned back and cheerfully invited Da D to drink, saying, "Brother Da D, matters are more or less settled; come, let's have a few drinks together to celebrate; from now on our two societies can also keep to 'well water does not offend river water.'"

Da D had no mood for drinking; right now his heart was bleeding. Tonight's ordeal had cost him conservatively over ten million — first his Tsim Sha Tsui venue was seized, a place he had poured much effort into running, and now he had to shell out such a huge sum to ransom people; if in the end he couldn't secure the Wo Sing Talker position, he would lose everything, and all his years of struggle would have been in vain.

So Da D merely gave a cold snort, didn't even glance at the cup Lin Hao offered, stood up directly, and walked toward the door, saying without looking back, "No leisure for drinking; I'm leaving!" His departing back radiated resentment and unwillingness, leaving only Lin Hao standing there, watching the direction he left, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly into a meaningful smile, thinking, This Da D is really firmly in my grasp; who knows what other tricks he'll pull next.

After Da D stormed off, Lin Hao looked at the money box on the table, walked over, picked it up, placed it by his feet, then crouched down and began carefully counting the money. He counted out 3.5 million, stood up, walked toward Han Bin, wearing a grateful smile, and said, "Brother Bin, thanks to your help tonight; this is for you, take it; the brothers also worked hard, take it to treat everyone."

Han Bin smiled and waved his hand, only taking two million from the pile, saying, "A Hao, I'll just take these two million. I know you're planning to expand manpower right now and need money everywhere; I'm not short of this bit. Besides, tonight I didn't really exert much effort, just helped watch a few people; two million is enough. You, don't stand on ceremony with me; between us brothers, it's about loyalty; if you need me in the future, just say the word — favors can be repaid later."

Seeing Han Bin's firm attitude, Lin Hao was also deeply moved; he patted Han Bin's shoulder and said, "Brother Bin, then I won't be polite; I'll remember this favor of yours, and I certainly won't forget your kindness in the future."

After settling this matter, Lin Hao took the remaining money and left Han Bin's venue, heading straight back to the Yuen Long nightclub. Upon entering, the place was still bustling extraordinarily — music, laughter, and clinking glasses intertwined. Lin Hao went straight to Fei Zai, threw the money box in front of him, and said, "Fei Zai, this is for the brothers; everyone worked hard tonight; you take this money and properly appease the brothers, let everyone be happy. Oh, right, also — Deng Bo's former venue in Yuen Long, you go take it over on the way, so we can develop better on this territory from now on."

Hearing this, Fei Zai's eyes lit up instantly, and he agreed excitedly, "Hao Ge, rest assured, I'll handle it right now; guarantee the brothers will be arranged perfectly, and that venue will definitely be taken over smoothly."

Lin Hao nodded, then turned and walked toward his office. Entering the office, he first carefully closed the door, then walked to his desk and took out a recorder from a hidden compartment. He pressed play, and soon Da D's voice came from inside: "Can you really break A Le's leg?" Followed immediately by Lin Hao's reply at the time; those exchanges echoed clearly in the office.

Lin Hao sat in the chair, listening to the sounds from the recorder, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly into a cunning smile, thinking, This Da D really is stupid enough — manipulated by me in just a few words, and he obediently coughed up so much money. But this recorder must be kept well; in case it's useful later, it's all leverage to control Da D; with this, I needn't worry about Da D not listening to me in the future; in this treacherous world of shifting clouds and deceit, one more layer of security is always good.