Chapter 291: Let him die in Jinhai

8:00 PM, Lishun Hotel.

Hong Zhiyou looked at his little sister, who was wearing a light-colored evening gown and acting all coy, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Don't say it.

Over the past three years, Xiao Hui had grown increasingly graceful, like a young woman.

"Big Brother, who is this friend you mentioned?"

"Let's get this straight first: I'm only meeting them. If you're trying to play matchmaker for me again, I won't agree to it," Hong Xiaohui said, pouting.

"It's just a friend, meeting up for a meal."

"If you happen to hit it off, getting to know each other wouldn't be bad."

"This is also Mother's wish."

Hong Zhiyou said with a gentle smile.

"Alright, I happen to be hungry anyway, so I'll sponge a big meal off you," Hong Xiaohui said with a mischievous smile.

She had wanted to say that dating was absolutely out of the question.

But upon seeing her big brother's expectant, enthusiastic gaze, she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Let's go!"

Hong Zhiyou took her hand and led her to the private room.

Upon meeting, Lu Ming couldn't help but stare in a daze.

He had originally assumed that since Hong Xiaohui came from the countryside in Xiaoshan, she must be rustic and ugly; otherwise, given Hong Zhiyou's reputation and financial power, such a prize would have been snatched up long ago.

His father wouldn't have hesitated so long before making the decision to marry into the Hong family.

Xiao Hui wasn't tall, about 1.62 meters, with delicate, well-defined features. Her jet-black hair was held back by a crescent-shaped hairpin, and her almond-shaped eyes, in particular, were clear and bright, radiating youthful vitality.

Her oval face couldn't be called stunning, but it possessed the gentle, enduring beauty of a southern water town maiden.

Compared to the women from wealthy families, military officers, or rich merchants that Lu Ming had met, Hong Xiaohui indeed had a unique charm.

As soon as Lu Qiaoshan saw his son's infatuated look, he knew the boy had taken a liking to her.

Never mind Lu Ming.

Even he and Li Xiufeng hadn't expected that Hong Xiaohui, who usually wore a blue shirt, short skirt, and black leather shoes, would look so beautiful once polished.

Truly, a girl changes eighteen times by the time she grows up.

"Xiao Hui, come, come sit over here."

"It's been a while since we last met; the girl has grown up so beautifully."

Li Xiufeng was delighted and came over to greet her.

Back then, to prevent Ma Kui from assassinating them, the couple had stayed at the Hong residence for a while, so they weren't exactly strangers.

"Xiao Hui, let me introduce you."

"This is Group Leader Lu's son, Lu Ming, a Lieutenant, young and promising."

Hong Zhiyou took the initiative to introduce them.

"Xiao Hui, hello, I..."

Wearing glasses, with a fair and refined complexion, Lu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to greet her.

Hong Xiaohui's face darkened: "No need."

"I don't want to know you."

"This..." Lu Ming's hand froze in mid-air, and he was completely embarrassed.

Lu Qiaoshan, who had been full of smiles, suddenly turned gloomy, and Li Xiufeng was also left completely bewildered.

"Xiao Hui, what nonsense are you spouting?" Hong Zhiyou tugged at Xiao Hui's sleeve and winked at her.

"Big Brother, you don't need to say anything more."

"If I had known I was eating with their family, I wouldn't have come."

"I will never sit at the same table as an executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of students."

Hong Xiaohui stared coldly at Lu Qiaoshan, whose eyes were flashing with a murderous glint, her tone as firm as iron.

"If that's the case, Miss Hong, we are walking different paths and cannot work together?" Lu Qiaoshan's murderous glint intensified, but his face remained gently smiling.

"That's right." Xiao Hui nodded.

"Not working together is fine, but walking different paths may not necessarily be a good thing."

"Your brother and I walk the broad, righteous path. I don't know what path you are walking, Miss Hong, but I hope it isn't a dead end or a road of no return."

"Young people who don't choose their path carefully will find themselves in a lot of trouble."

Lu Qiaoshan crossed his legs, folded his hands, and his smile grew cold.

"How I choose my own path doesn't require a butcher like you to teach me."

Having said that, she shook off Hong Zhiyou, turned around, held her head high, and walked out.

"Brother Shan, Sister-in-law, I'm sorry." Hong Zhiyou spread his hands apologetically.

"Zhiyou, go talk to her. Don't let her be led astray; don't throw away a good life just to walk a dead-end road," Lu Qiaoshan said with a forced smile.

Hong Zhiyou gave a bitter laugh and turned to chase after her.

"Qiaoshan, how can you talk like that?"

"How can you keep talking about dead ends and roads of no return in front of Secretary Hong? Isn't that a slap in his face?"

Li Xiufeng frowned and reminded him.

"Did you hear that?"

"Executioner, butcher—that's her evaluation of me."

Lu Qiaoshan bit his lip, his chin twitching with irritation from side to side.

"Qiaoshan, she's just a child; don't take it to heart. Why bother arguing with her?" Li Xiufeng urged.

"Mother, what child?"

"When you were her age, you already had me."

Lu Ming adjusted his glasses, feeling quite humiliated, and sneered.

"Mingzai, don't stir up trouble here. If you aren't going to persuade your father, don't make things worse." Li Xiufeng glared at her son.

He was new here and didn't know how formidable Hong Zhiyou was.

But Li Xiufeng knew very well.

Without Hong, their family would have been finished several times over.

Hong Zhiyou's kindness to the Lu family was greater than heaven; not to mention repaying it, to turn into enemies would truly be black-hearted, no different from an animal.

"I think she's just relying on having a brother and doesn't put my father in her eyes at all."

"Maybe it's a double act they're putting on on purpose."

"If she didn't want to date me, she could have just said so. Was there any need to put on a show here?"

"Tch!"

Lu Ming adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said disdainfully.

Li Xiufeng wanted to say more, but Lu Qiaoshan smiled gloomily: "That's right, if the sister isn't taught, it's the brother's fault."

"Slapping his face is getting off lightly."

"According to my temper, I should just shoot this ignorant, arrogant woman."

"Do you think I don't know about the things she's done?"

"Printing in the middle of the night, posting red-ticket slogans everywhere—don't underestimate her; she's an important member of the red-ticket student union."

"If it weren't for wanting to keep a hand on Hong Zhiyou and keeping this card in reserve."

"I would have shot her on the street during that protest in October."

"Giving face but not wanting it—she's looking for her own death!"

Seeing Lu Qiaoshan getting worked up again, Li Xiufeng opened her mouth but didn't dare to urge him further, fearing she would fan the flames.

Hong Zhiyou chased her outside the door and called out to Xiao Hui.

"What are you doing? You know Lu Qiaoshan is an executioner, yet you still talk back to him. Are you tired of living?"

"Do you know that without me, you might have long since become a ghost under a gun?"

He grabbed Xiao Hui and scolded her with a stern face.

"Big Brother."

"Sister Manzhu has told me about your affairs. I admire you very much, and I know you've had it very hard, and I know even better that you want to protect me."

"But this isn't what I want."

Hong Xiaohui said with a calm smile.

"You're crazy. Your way of struggling is too stupid; it's just throwing your life away for nothing."

"I asked you to get in touch with Lu Ming so it would be beneficial to your work." Hong Zhiyou said.

"Stupid, perhaps."

"But this stupidity is worth it."

"This world is just like this; too many people are bullied and oppressed but dare not cry out. Struggle requires methods, requires needles hidden in cotton, requires worldly wisdom."

"But it also requires raging fire, thunder, and storms; it requires those who cry out at the top of their lungs."

"If everyone shrinks back and stays silent because they fear the butcher's knife in their hands, who will carry out the revolution? Who will speak up?"

"Who will take to the streets and shout to tell the impoverished masses that fairness and justice still exist in this world, and that there are people shedding their blood for them?"

"There must always be someone to cry out, always someone to face the dripping blood directly to break the lies of the Chiang government."

"This world is already miserable enough, with too much swallowing of insults. Big Brother, I don't need worldly wisdom; I only want to struggle, to struggle to the end against all injustice and all dark reactionaries."

"If the price of turning into raging fire and thunder is to be shattered to pieces, I only wish to die in a worthy cause."

"Lu Qiaoshan, I'm not afraid of him."

"If I fall in a pool of blood tomorrow, or the next second, I won't have a shred of regret, because I have struggled, and I have never been afraid."

"That's right, I am a fool."

"But there will only be more and more such fools, and they will fight the Chiang government to the end until complete victory."

"Maybe it's ten years, maybe fifty or a hundred years, but I firmly believe that victory belongs to us."

"I believe that one day, the children will remember us under the sun and call out the names of us fools."

Hong Xiaohui looked at her big brother with tears in her eyes, her smile calm and powerful.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Hong Zhiyou asked through gritted teeth.

"I am afraid."

"But people always have to die, don't they?"

"Either heavier than Taishan or lighter than a feather; dying for the people will be heavier than Taishan." Hong Xiaohui said.

"Fine."

"You're worthy of being in propaganda; I can't win an argument against you."

Hong Zhiyou said, holding his forehead.

"Big Brother, I'm not trying to convince you."

"It's you who coddle me too much, forgetting that I am a warrior."

"If one day I sacrifice myself, don't be sad; take good care of Mother."

"If I am arrested, I will never say a single word related to you."

"Please also let me meet my end with composure."

Hong Xiaohui bowed to him and turned to walk away quickly.

"Xiao Hui..."

Hong Zhiyou raised his hand, but in the end, he didn't stop her.

He knew his little sister had grown up.

Her courage was as radiant as the morning sun of youth.

Hong Zhiyou lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and took deep drags.

He was reflecting on himself.

In the past, he had always felt that people like Xiao Hui were fools.

But Xiao Hui was right.

If there weren't these fools, the long streets would be empty, and justice would be silenced forever in eternal darkness.

"Go be your raging fire, thunder, and gale."

"It won't take ten years."

"Soon, soon."

Hong Zhiyou threw down the cigarette butt and crushed it hard with his leather shoe.

Raging fire and thunder are needed, but worldly wisdom must also continue.

He exhaled the smoke and walked quickly back to the private room.

"Brother Shan, Sister-in-law, I'm sorry." Hong Zhiyou poured a glass of wine and raised it to apologize on behalf of his little sister.

"Not at all, not at all."

"We are brothers; your sister is my sister. How could I hold a grudge against a child?"

Lu Qiaoshan laughed heartily and clinked glasses with Hong Zhiyou.

"Lu Ming, hurry and toast your uncle."

"You were able to get the Axe brand agency in Suzhou, and this time you were transferred to Jinhai—it was all thanks to your uncle's help."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Lu Ming.

"Uncle, thank you for your care." Lu Ming's smile was refined, without the slightest discomfort.

Sure enough, if you aren't embarrassed yourself, it's others who are embarrassed.

That "Uncle" was called out cleanly and neatly.

If Hong Zhiyou hadn't seen all kinds of people, he would have truly been "touched."

"Don't be polite; we're all family."

"Come, I'll drink one with you on Xiao Hui's behalf; later I'll introduce you to someone even better."

Hong Zhiyou winked and smiled.

"Can't blame Xiao Hui."

"I only blame myself for not having enough good fortune and not having this connection with Xiao Hui." Lu Ming held his wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

After finishing the meal, Lu Qiaoshan waved his hand and instructed:

"Mingzai, your mother has had too much to drink; you drive her back first."

"Yes."

"Goodbye, Uncle."

Lu Ming and Li Xiufeng walked out of the private room very tactfully.

"Zhiyou, have you mentioned Lu Ming's transfer to the Intelligence Section to the Station Chief?" Lu Qiaoshan asked with a smile while drinking green tea.

"I mentioned it."

"The Station Chief has already called the Personnel Section of the Second Department, and they released him very readily."

"Just have him report to the Intelligence Section tomorrow morning."

Hong Zhiyou said.

"That's great."

"I knew that anything that falls into your hands is never a problem."

"It's getting late, I'll be going first."

"By the way, if you have time, persuade Xiao Hui more; don't let her associate with those disreputable people."

"The higher-ups are clamping down hard on public opinion now; if things go wrong, it'll be live-fire suppression."

"Bullets have no eyes."

"If my subordinates happen to be blind and hurt her, it will ruin the brotherhood between us."

Lu Qiaoshan patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Good." Hong Zhiyou nodded.

As soon as Lu Qiaoshan returned home.

He saw Lu Ming shouting frantically in the living room:

"A great humiliation, a great humiliation!"

"I, a dignified seven-foot man, actually have to call something from a rural mongrel background 'Uncle'."

"He's only a few years older than me?"

"Look at that look of satisfaction on his face; he clearly really treats me as a junior."

"Why is your temper just like your father's? They've done our family a kindness; calling him 'Uncle' won't make you lose any flesh, what's the big deal?" Li Xiufeng urged from the side.

"Enough, stop with this 'kindness' and 'that kindness' all day long. If he really had a conscience, that eighty-thousand-dollar bid would have been returned to me long ago."

"I paid for his bid."

"It's been sold for over half a year, and I haven't seen a single cent shared with me."

Lu Qiaoshan walked in, glared at Li Xiufeng, and loosened his tie.

"This kindness, that kindness—it's like we're inferior. Don't talk to me anymore." As he spoke, he threw his suit jacket at Li Xiufeng.

Li Xiufeng caught it and didn't dare to say more.

She felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Lu Ming coming to Jinhai not only didn't persuade Qiaoshan but kept fanning the flames; if things go on like this, something will happen sooner or later.

Sigh.

Even people like Miss Kong Er and Philson have fallen.

If Qiaoshan still dares to scheme against the Hong siblings, I'm afraid he'll bring disaster upon himself.

"Father, has the matter of me being transferred to the Action Team been settled?" Lu Ming asked.

"Yes, the Second Department has already agreed."

"You can report to the Action Team tomorrow morning." Lu Qiaoshan nodded.

"That's great."

"This way, we can join forces as father and son." Lu Ming was overjoyed.

"Yes."

"I don't have many people I can truly use right now. Although Sheng Xiang has followed me for many years, this person is too greedy and too petty."

"Furthermore, he has too many misgivings in his actions; in the end, he's not worth using for big things."

"With you here, many things can be implemented."

"After we successfully send Qian Siming to Wandao this time, and make a few more contributions, I'll promote you to Captain. By then, we'll take over the Action Team, and the entire Jinhai Station will be ours."

Lu Qiaoshan crossed his legs and smiled.

"Take over the Action Team?"

"Li Ya is not to be trifled with; don't forget you..." Lu Ming didn't dare to say it out loud.

"I have already obtained ironclad evidence of his ticket-trafficking."

"After we finish this, we'll deal with him. Once Li Ya is gone, Hong Zhiyou and I can recommend you as Deputy Captain, effectively controlling the Action Team." Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Understood."

"Father, you truly calculate everything." Lu Ming flattered him.

"Go."

"Stop bringing that stuff from outside into the house." Lu Qiaoshan scolded with a smile.

"Father, didn't you say one has to be slick in life?"

"Sigh."

He suddenly sighed.

"What, did you really take a liking to Hong Xiaohui?" Lu Qiaoshan was experienced and shrewd; he saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"Yes."

"You say, is there something wrong with her brain? Hong Zhiyou is doing so well; she could have anything she wanted. Why did she get mixed up with the red-tickets?" Lu Ming shook his head, unable to understand it at all.

"What's hard to understand?"

"It's just 'near vermilion, one gets stained red; near ink, one gets stained black'." Lu Qiaoshan sneered.

"Father, you... are you saying Secretary Hong is a red-ticket?" Lu Ming said in shock.

"Sigh."

"I didn't say that. It's a fact that Hong Zhiyou earns red-ticket money, but that's a different matter from being a red-ticket."

"You don't understand the matters inside; from now on, you must never wag your tongue in the station."

Lu Qiaoshan warned him sternly.

"Then what did you mean by 'near vermilion...'?" Lu Ming was extremely curious.

"You'll know later."

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Come, look at this."

Lu Qiaoshan took a stack of photos out of his briefcase and then picked out one of them.

"Do you remember this face?"

"This is his information." Lu Qiaoshan gave him another file.

"Liu Shan?"

"Professor Qian once worked as a physics teacher at Nankai Middle School for a period, and this Liu Shan was once his student."

"Liu Shan once pursued Hong Xiaohui and was very close to Hong Zhiyou for a time."

"I plan to send you and Liu Shan to take care of Qian Siming."

Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Father, if he really tips off Hong Zhiyou, won't your fishing with Professor Qian or sending him to Wandao be leaked?" Lu Ming asked, confused.

"No."

"Many people know about this, especially Li Ya; he will definitely use any means to kill Qian Siming to splash dirty water on me."

"If Liu Shan joins and something happens, I will have the Investigation Group link the matter to Liu Shan, and subsequently bite Hong Zhiyou."

"He has the Americans backing him, which can share quite a bit of pressure."

"Furthermore, this Liu Shan has always wanted to join the Confidential Bureau; his previous handler was killed by me. There are benefits to taking in such a person." Lu Qiaoshan said.

"Understood, this is a plan to kill two birds with one stone."

"However, I went to Qian Siming's residence this afternoon to take a look; there's someone there, and I'm afraid Liu Shan and I might not be able to get in." Lu Ming said.

"Don't rush."

"You'll know tomorrow." Lu Qiaoshan said.

The next day.

Lu Qiaoshan led Lu Ming to the Station Chief's office.

"Lieutenant Lu Ming greets Station Chief Wu!" Lu Ming walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Good."

"A talent, truly worthy of a scholarly family."

"As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog sons."

"Qiaoshan, this time you father and son are joining forces; I have high hopes for this."

Wu Jingzhong signed the transfer documents and appointment letters with a flourish.

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

"Sorry to trouble the Station Chief; I hope for your continued care in the future." Lu Qiaoshan smiled.

"Don't be polite."

"Lu Ming, work hard; your father is now a pillar of Jinhai, don't embarrass him." Wu Jingzhong smiled.

"Your subordinate will strive to follow in my father's footsteps and make new contributions soon." Lu Ming said.

Leaving the Station Chief's office.

Lu Qiaoshan had just sat down when the phone rang:

"Good, I understand."

After hanging up, he dialed another number:

"Did he call you?"

"Is it arranged?"

"Good, I understand."

"Lu Ming, this is your information; things are settled on Qian Siming's side." Lu Qiaoshan opened a drawer and handed him a file.

"Yes, Father." Lu Ming said.

"Confused."

"At work, you must address me by my title; how did you forget again?" Lu Qiaoshan frowned.

"Yes, Section Chief Lu." Lu Ming hurriedly changed his address with a smile.

"Go see Liu Shan, then go to Qian Siming's; remember, you are Cao Fang, a student of Professor Qian from the middle school, just like Liu Shan." Lu Qiaoshan instructed in detail.

"Yes, Fa... Section Chief." Lu Ming accepted the order.

36 Hunan Road.

Qian Siming was sitting on the sofa reading, completely undisturbed by the fact that the attendant taking care of him had been in a car accident that morning.

Before returning to the country.

He had been in contact with key members of the red-ticket side, and they were the ones who strengthened his confidence in returning.

He believed that with the wisdom of those people, escaping his predicament was only a matter of time; he just needed to keep patient and wait.

Liu Shan and Lu Ming walked in.

Upon mentioning the past, Professor Qian immediately remembered: "Liu Shan, you haven't changed much since then; still thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big guy."

"As for Cao Fang, you've become refined; back then you were a wild kid."

"After graduation, I was at the Literature and History Museum, immersed in books every day, so I picked up a bit of scholarly air." Lu Ming answered modestly.

"Reading is good."

"You two, what is your take on the current situation?" Qian Siming asked.

"That must be a complete victory for the National Army; the National Army has the resources of the Americans and uses American equipment..." Liu Shan hadn't finished speaking when Qian Siming frowned in displeasure and interrupted, looking at Lu Ming:

"Cao Fang, what is your take?"

"I feel the situation is very unfavorable for the National Army."

"We have American aid and equipment, but the red-tickets are strong in organizational power, with one call bringing a hundred responses, united from top to bottom, and they have commanders like Lin and Su who are talented in large-scale group army operations."

"If we can't win a quick victory, the situation is hard to say."

"Personally, I lean more towards..."

Lu Ming followed his father's instructions and deliberately leaned his stance toward the red side.

"Hmm."

"You haven't wasted your time reading; you have some insight." Qian Siming nodded in approval.

He asked this with the intention of probing.

Now he was surrounded by secret agents and had lost contact with the red-tickets.

He couldn't tell if these two were sent by the red-tickets.

Now it seemed that neither of these two were good birds.

Liu Shan, that idiot, looked at Lu Ming from time to time when speaking and acting, clearly taking his lead.

And Lu Ming, he was a complete fake.

Qian Siming's memory was far better than ordinary people's; although many years had passed, the mischievous Cao Fang had left a deep impression on him.

Cao Fang had a black mole on his left ear.

But this person didn't.

Clearly, he was disguised.

Combined with the car accident of the person taking care of him, Qian Siming keenly realized that these two were likely secret agents sent by the Confidential Bureau.

Trouble.

He felt a secret headache.

With secret agents planted by his side, it would be even harder for the red-ticket side to transfer him.

However, he wasn't panicked.

It was nothing more than death; it was absolutely impossible for him to sell his life to the corrupt Chiang father and son by going to Wandao.

Action Team office.

Gao Yuan walked in with hurried steps and reported to Li Ya, who was pondering matters:

"Captain, I just found out that Lu Qiaoshan has sent his son and Liu Shan to Qian Siming's home."

"And there are people from the Inspection Team and the Intelligence Section all around."

"Our people can't find an opportunity to strike."

"This is indeed a troublesome matter." Li Ya stood up and rubbed his chin.

"People have to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, right?"

"Go check if they order food or cook for themselves?" Li Ya said.

"They cook."

"The person who was taking care of Qian Siming before was hit by a car while going out to buy groceries, which is how Lu Qiaoshan seized the opportunity." Gao Yuan said.

"What seizing the opportunity, that was Lu Qiaoshan's doing." Li Ya corrected.

"Find someone to pose as a vegetable farmer, or someone selling meat or fish."

"Take the opportunity to poison them."

"See if we can send this Professor Qian to the netherworld."

His eyes turned cold as he gave the order.

"Yes."

Gao Yuan accepted the order and left.

It wasn't that Li Ya didn't know the importance of Qian Siming.

It was just that Lu Qiaoshan was having too much success.

Now that he had climbed over the Station Chief, if he made more contributions, it would further compress his own living space.

Furthermore.

He felt that one Qian Siming couldn't play much of a role.

Rather than that, it would be better for this person to be dead than alive; if he died, he could at least stab Lu Qiaoshan in the back.

Gao Yuan left the station.

He deliberately passed by Hong Zhiyou's office.

Luck was good; Hong Zhiyou was inside drinking tea.

Gao Yuan winked nonchalantly and then walked past quickly.

Arriving outside, he quickly pressed a written note under a nearby fruit stand.

Hong Zhiyou understood.

He didn't go to retrieve it immediately.

Li Ya's group had a habit of watching the windows.

After a moment, seeing Li Ya drive away from the station, Hong Zhiyou went to the fruit stand and retrieved the intelligence.

He had a sufficient reason for buying fruit.

Because the Station Chief loved fruit.

So it wouldn't arouse the suspicion of Li, Lu, and the others.

Returning to the station.

Hong Zhiyou carried the fruit directly into Yu Zecheng's office:

"Old Yu, there's a place on Hengshan Road that does good iron-pot stewed goose; how about you treat me to lunch?"

"Good."

If he's asking for a treat, it must be something important.

Yu Zecheng leaned in closer.

Hong Zhiyou said in a low voice: "Li Ya is going to make a move on Professor Qian; he has already let Gao Yuan go to the equipment room to collect poison. With Lu Qiaoshan's 'waiting for the rabbit' method, the red-tickets won't be caught, and Professor Qian will be played to death by Li Ya first."

"This is indeed a troublesome matter."

"We have to take two steps." Yu Zecheng said in a deep voice.

"What kind of two-step method?" Hong Zhiyou knew he had some tricks up his sleeve, which saved him from having to rack his brains.

"Before Professor Qian went abroad, he had a friend named Chen Yan, and the two had a good relationship."

"This Chen Yan later went to Yanjing University, and she is also the foreign language tutor for the daughter of the Garrison Commander."

"Moreover, this Chen Nushi is one of our people."

"I have already applied to the organization, wanting to invite her to come and see Qian Siming."

Yu Zecheng said.

"I don't quite understand; wouldn't Chen Nushi be walking into a tiger's den, falling right into Lu Qiaoshan's trap?" Hong Zhiyou said.

"But have you thought about it?"

"Since our people know this is a trap, it's hard to enter the field."

"If Lu Qiaoshan keeps dragging this out, it's just buying Li Ya unlimited time and opportunities."

"With Li Ya's methods, he is in the dark, while Professor Qian and Lu Qiaoshan are in the light; it's very hard to defend against him." Yu Zecheng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache.

"Understood."

"So, you are letting Chen Nushi 'throw herself into the net', and then using the prestige of the Garrison Commander to shake Lu Qiaoshan, making him abandon this stupid idea and immediately transfer Qian Siming."

"Then look for an opportunity during the transfer of Qian Siming?"

Hong Zhiyou quickly figured out Yu Zecheng's intention.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 292 =====