Chapter 1122: The Luxurious Coal Boss

There was a hint of astonishment on Su Yang's face; he hadn't had Duan Xu handle that overbearing driver, yet who could have guessed the fellow would be courting death himself.

Insulting him was one thing, and he was far enough away to pretend not to hear, but under no circumstances should he lay a hand on a ruthless figure like Duan Xu.

To be honest, he was relieved Duan Xu hadn't killed him; if he had, it would have been a pointless death.

A claim of legitimate self‑defense could close the case.

Moreover, Duan Xu's method was indeed violent; just a few slaps made that socially‑tinged left Azure Dragon right White Tiger big shot spit blood and faint on the spot.

The key is that the guy had no weapon at all—just a few slaps; he imagined that if it were him, his front teeth would probably be knocked out.

What impressed him most was that Duan Xu was the type who was both brave and cunning; he even hit the ambulance, leaving no fault to find later.

Thinking that, he tidied up quickly and prepared to go downstairs.

At that moment, the office door was pushed open, and Pan Wenhai hurried in: "Su Yang, how could you let your driver do this? He was sent over specifically to pick you up, and you let him get beaten. How will you explain this later? He was just kindly inviting you to a meal!"

Seeing Pan Wenhai's irate demeanor, Su Yang laughed and said: "Secretary Pan, are you making a mountain out of a molehill? It wasn't just me; I think hundreds of pairs of eyes on this floor saw it."

"Even the driver of President Huang shouldn't hit anyone, and this is the County Party Committee and County Government compound; his actions completely disregard the Cultivation Organization, disregard the law. Moreover, my driver acted in justifiable self‑defense, as you saw. If President Huang wants any excuse, just have him charge at me, thanks Secretary Pan for considering me."

Pan Wenhai, clearly choked by his own words, muttered inwardly: "If they only wanted to Deal with You, I'd be clapping for it. But is this really only about you? Don't damn drag me in as well!"

"Regardless, your secretary, as a public official, shouldn't beat someone into serious injury. President Huang is already waiting; otherwise, let's go now, no need to use your car, just take mine."

Su Yang politely declined: "Secretary Pan, I'm not qualified to ride in your car; if some people saw that, it could become a story. I'll take my own car and just follow yours."

Though he said that, in fact he was unwilling to sit in Pan Wenhai's car, yet he ended up taking Pan Wenhai's car; how will Duan Xu get there? If Duan Xu doesn't go, what will happen and how will it end?

The usual line: he is indeed young, his physical strength at its peak, yet he doesn't think he's reached an invulnerable, diamond‑hard level.

Even when he told Zhou Ruohan that he felt confident, that the coal boss wouldn't dare do anything to him, inside he was nervous; after all, he's already taken down previous Political and Legal Affairs Commission Secretaries and Public Security Bureau Directors, so he really doesn't care about another term.

Bragging aside, reassuring Zhou Ruohan, the preparations that need to be made still must be made.

As long as Duan Xu is present, if they dare to act out, anyone who tries to strike will instantly be splattered with blood on the spot.

Su Yang's reply surprised Pan Wenhai; in the entire Liu Cheng Xian officialdom, no one had ever dared refuse him, and each of those people seemed eager to grovel.

Even the County Standing Committee members were the same; they say Su Yang is naturally different.

Since Su Yang said so, he no longer pressed: "Fine, let's set off now, but I still hope President Huang's driver is okay; otherwise it'll be hard to say later."

Su Yang smiled faintly: "Who knows who won't be able to speak then."

After he went downstairs, the Passat had already arrived at the building entrance; Duan Xu's face remained calm and unruffled, as if the earlier incident hadn't been his doing at all, bearing no relation.

That mindset earned Su Yang's great respect, because he hadn't actually asked Duan Xu to handle the matter, yet when Duan Xu heard the driver call his full name, he stepped out immediately.

Thus the subsequent events unfolded; now looking at Duan Xu's attitude, if anything truly arises, he'll take it on himself. Accordingly, Su Yang said little more than: "Follow Secretary Pan's car."

Duan Xu hummed a sound and accelerated to catch up.

After nearly 40 minutes of driving, they arrived at a villa nestled by mountains and water.

Su Yang glanced at the villa; it sat by the Yellow River, apparently with an artificial canal dug to divert Yellow River water, looping half a circle around the villa's side.

He didn't fully understand, but guessed it was some Feng Shui layout; nevertheless, diverting the Yellow River privately is an ecologically destructive act.

No time to linger; the car stopped, and when he stepped out, two rows of women in high‑slit qipaos suddenly emerged at the villa's gate.

Each of those women, even bare‑faced, outshone many movie stars.

Yet here at the coal boss's place, they were merely greeters at the door.

Pan Wenhai ushered Su Yang inside; the first‑floor lobby was golden and resplendent, even the staircase from the first to the second floor was paved with gold bricks, dazzling and glaring.

Su Yang knew the coal boss was wealthy, but didn't expect such extravagance; using gold to pave stairs—could you imagine that?

Pan Wenhai exchanged a few words with the woman standing at the second‑floor stairwell, then said to Su Yang: "President Huang is in the reception hall discussing a film project; let's go straight in."

Saying that, Pan Wenhai headed toward the left‑handed sunlit room's door, and Su Yang followed.

Pan Wenhai seemed familiar with the place; Su Yang just looked left and right, as if his eyes were shocked.

When he later saw President Huang, he deeply felt what it means that money can make ghosts grind.

In the huge room, opposite a genuine leather sofa, President Huang Beidou was embracing a top‑tier actress, while saying to a very famous domestic director beside him:

"I'll invest in this film on two conditions: first, the lead actress and the second lead must be people I recommend; second, the film must promote positive energy, not a constant stream of love stories. Got it?"

The renowned director bowed and said: "Understood, I've already written the script, want to take a look?"

Huang Beidou waved his hand: "Let the professionals handle professional matters; I don't understand your line, I won't interfere. If a layperson directs a professional, that's utter nonsense."

At that moment, Su Yang and Pan Wenhai had been standing inside for a while; President Huang finally looked up and said lightly: "Old Pan, you're here, have a seat first; wait while I finish speaking."