Chapter 104: The Attack

"Xianggang's geographical location is impeccable; it will be the center of Asia in the future."

Lu Chen smiled, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

He did not light a 555, but rather the one he had just crushed out.

He took a drag and coughed until tears came to his eyes.

"Xianggang's future will surely be incomparably prosperous!"

Old Shi nodded slightly, and after chatting for a while longer, he had lunch with Lu Chen.

Lu Chen, in a somewhat dazed state, carried the document bag sealed with wax back to the car.

Even now, Lu Chen could not figure out why Old Shi would sell the Tianran Gang to him for the price of one pound.

Regardless, this matter was finally resolved, but he also owed Old Shi a massive favor.

No, to be precise, Lu Chen actually owed a favor to every big shot he had ever dealt with.

Lu Chen stared blankly out the car window, only coming back to his senses after returning to the Zhuangyuan.

"Steward Wang, notify the company; the port is ours."

Lu Chen handed the document to Steward Wang, his tone carrying a hint of relief—no, it was a relief unprecedented since he had transmigrated to Xianggang, along with the boundless weight pressing down on his shoulders.

"The planning blueprint for the Tianran Gang can be brought out; communicate with Old Hou and have those boatmen at the Tianran Gang settle down, as we are preparing to start construction."

"Yes, sir."

Steward Wang took the document bag and nodded gently.

Lu Chen walked briskly back into the study, his expression then sinking.

He slowly pondered every word from his conversation with Old Shi.

After a long while, Lu Chen patted his throbbing head.

He still could not quite figure it out, but Lu Chen was determined to enter the shipping industry.

Old Shi had now provided him with an excellent opportunity to enter.

He only hoped the construction could be a little faster.

"Boss, something has happened!"

Chen Mo knocked on the study door and walked quickly to Lu Chen's side.

"Old Zhao is dead; it was most likely Xiaofeng who did it."

"Where is he? Is he injured? Have your people found him?"

A flash of surprise crossed Lu Chen's eyes, and a series of questions tumbled out.

"Call Doctor Zhang immediately, have him prepare, and once Xiaofeng is found, his life must be saved."

"Not yet, but I have arranged for our brothers to go to all the secret safe houses."

Chen Mo's tone was steady; he grabbed the 555 on the table, clicked it a few times, but it didn't light.

Lu Chen snatched the 555 from Chen Mo's hand, and it didn't light for him either.

The two looked at each other, and Lu Chen sighed.

"If it really comes to it, once Xiaofeng recovers from his injuries, send him to Piaoliang Guo to lay low; if his life is gone, then everything is gone."

"Fine, I will arrange it."

After several minutes, Chen Mo finally took a new 555, managed to light it with difficulty, took a deep drag, and then lit one for Lu Chen.

After the two smoked in silence for a while, Lu Chen spoke up to give another order.

"Send a telegram to Xuan Hua, tell him not to come back for now; wait until Xiaofeng is settled before returning—no, don't come back at all."

After several seconds, he continued.

"Increase security for your daughter. Still got energy? Help me bring the phone over."

Lu Chen took two deep breaths and finished the 555; only then did his hands stop shaking so much.

After crushing it out, Lu Chen lit another one.

Only then did he dial Luosha's number.

"I'm looking for Luosha, it's a matter of extreme urgency; has she arrived at the Saimachang?"

Lu Chen paused, then continued.

"The Saimachang phone number."

Lu Chen returned behind his desk, took out paper and pen, and noted down a string of numbers.

He dialed again.

"I'm looking for Luosha; no matter what she is doing, have her answer the phone as fast as possible!"

"Who is this? What's the matter?"

A cold voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me, Lu Chen; Old Zhao is dead."

Lu Chen was in no mood to gauge Luosha's mood; he just spoke coldly.

"News I just received; you know, my people have been keeping an eye on him."

"Fine, understood. I will call Old Hou and notify your company's people to stop all work; right now, anyone could be a target."

After speaking, the beeping sound of the call being hung up immediately came from the phone.

Lu Chen did not stay idle either and immediately made a series of calls.

Only after finishing them did Lu Chen let out a long breath.

"Chen Mo, go pick up your daughter now; from now on, she will have her lessons at the Zhuangyuan."

Lu Chen paused, then continued.

"Find Xiaofeng and bring him back to the Zhuangyuan to recuperate."

Not until Chen Mo walked out of the study did Lu Chen finally heave a sigh of relief, stand up with some difficulty, and return to the sofa.

After trying to light a cigarette several times without success, Lu Chen helplessly gave up on the idea of smoking.

He just sat on the sofa, looking at the floor with somewhat vacant eyes.

It wasn't until a burst of gunfire and a "Boom—" sound came from not far from the Zhuangyuan that Lu Chen stood up in shock.

He got up and looked toward the road through the window.

A wisp of black smoke drifted up from the distance.

Lu Chen frowned but did not move; instead, he sat back down on the sofa, his eyes filled with a hint of obscurity.

After a long while, the gunfire gradually ceased, leaving only sporadic shots that rang out occasionally.

Lu Chen counted silently, estimating about 200 rounds of ammunition.

It was practically comparable to a small-scale battle!

Lu Chen was not sure, but in the data he had read, a small-scale battle did not even require 200 rounds of ammunition.

After quite a while, a battered car was pushed back.

And...

Doctor Zhang immediately surrounded it with a group of servants.

They began emergency treatment right on the lawn under Lu Chen's window, and the sounds even faintly reached Lu Chen's ears.

After a while, Chen Mo walked in, smelling strongly of rust.

"Boss, 3 dead, 1 seriously injured, 5 lightly injured; the other side had 25 dead. The battlefield has been cleared, but the car is difficult to move."

"Bury them properly, I will take care of their families. You make the arrangements; have everyone recuperate in the neighboring Zhuangyuan. Also, clean up—don't let your daughter get scared. Actually, forget it, send your daughter to Professor Li and have him look after her for the time being."

Lu Chen paused before continuing.

"Distribute the bonuses according to the standard, and take the cars from the courtyard. Have the brothers who are able to move deal with that blown-up car as soon as possible, so the patrol doesn't come looking for trouble with you."

Lu Chen let out a long breath and waved his hand at Chen Mo.

He sat straight down and listened quietly to the movement outside the window.

After a long time, once the sounds outside the window had gradually faded, Lu Chen dialed a call to Bureau Chief Zhang.

"Bureau Chief Zhang, you're being a bit unkind. Someone attacked my Zhuangyuan today; can you tell me what's going on?"

Lu Chen's tone was calm, as if the gunfight that had just happened outside had never occurred at all.

He waited quietly for Bureau Chief Zhang's response.

After Bureau Chief Zhang said one sentence, he set the phone aside; Lu Chen could faintly hear that Bureau Chief Zhang seemed to be inquiring about the situation.

After a long while, the phone seemed to be picked up again.