Chapter 471: 467. Panic and Running Away (Seeking subscriptions and monthly tickets!)

Zhang Ran dialed the phone number of Macau Gambling King Wang Chen. He and Wang Chen did not have much interaction, but they were well-acquainted back in the day, knew each other, and had even collaborated slightly.

Wang Chen's status and influence in Macau went without saying, so he was the first person Zhang Ran thought of.

Although it was nearly three in the morning, disturbing an elderly man of nearly ninety at this hour was certainly not a good choice, but Zhang Ran had no other options.

The call was answered quickly, though not by Wang Chen himself.

After Zhang Ran explained his identity, the person on the other end seemed to hesitate for a moment, but ultimately chose to wake Wang Chen.

Zhang Ran!

This name was now a household word for many!

Many major commercial events that had occurred in Huaxia recently were related to him, yet not a single photograph of him had been leaked.

Moreover, regarding this so-called Zhang Ran System, the vast majority of people only knew of its existence without knowing the reasons behind it; it was very mysterious.

Therefore, after Zhang Ran revealed his identity, the person chose to wake Wang Chen; if there really was a major matter, offending Zhang Ran in this regard would not be worth it.

"Old Mr. Wang, I am sorry to disturb you so late," Zhang Ran said, full of apology.

Wang Chen rubbed his brow; at his age, having his sleep disturbed at this time indeed made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But since this person was Zhang Ran, he quickly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang is too polite. I wonder what business Mr. Zhang has?"

Zhang Ran did not engage in too much polite small talk with him; everything would be easy to discuss once he arrived in Macau, but the most important thing now was to pick up Qian Li.

"Old Mr. Wang, a niece of mine has encountered some trouble in Macau. I would like to trouble you to put in some effort and bring her out," Zhang Ran said.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen immediately said, "Mr. Zhang, please rest assured. I dare not say much else, but on this patch of land in Macau, I still have some face."

Zhang Ran said, "Thank you, Old Mr. Wang. I am heading over immediately and will offer my apologies to you then."

Wang Chen said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang is too polite, it is just a small matter."

Zhang Ran then exchanged a few more pleasantries with Wang Chen before calling He Yong to drive over.

Wang Chen hung up the phone, rubbed his throbbing brow, and said, "Prepare the car for me; I need to go out."

Zhang Ran had already told Wang Chen the address and the people involved, and he prepared to go there in person.

"Sir, if there is anything, you can just give orders; don't go out so late," the butler said with concern.

Wang Chen waved his hand and said, "It's fine. Since I am going to sell a favor, and since someone called so late, I might as well make this favor a bigger one. By the way, wake up the eldest son as well."

Upon hearing this, the butler could only comply. When the Wang Family's eldest son, Wang Yicheng, got up with some morning grumpiness, he complained, "Dad, what are you doing? What happened in the middle of the night?"

Wang Chen was already dressed and sitting on the sofa. "Nothing much, just going to pick someone up."

"What kind of person are you going to pick up so late at night?" Wang Yicheng asked.

Wang Chen said, "I'll tell you on the way. Hurry up."

Seeing his father like this, Wang Yicheng could only follow. After hearing the reason for the matter on the road, he said somewhat speechlessly, "Dad, is it necessary? You could have just given orders for such a small matter."

"What do you know? Is Zhang Ran an ordinary person? A small matter? Heh, let me tell you, big favors are often hidden within small matters," Wang Chen reprimanded.

Wang Yicheng still did not quite understand. "Dad, this Zhang Ran only operates in the mainland. Although he had some connection with our family back then, it hasn't reached this point, has it? You going out of your way to do things for him, wouldn't that be a bit..."

He did not finish the rest of his sentence, but the meaning was very clear; he felt that his father doing this was somewhat beneath his status.

Wang Chen did not get angry upon hearing this; instead, he laughed. "You also feel that what I am doing is beneath my status?"

"A little," Wang Yicheng said honestly.

"Then that's right. That is exactly what I want. Otherwise, for such a small matter, why would Zhang Ran owe us a favor?" Wang Chen said.

"But..." Wang Yicheng still wanted to say something, but he quickly saw the look of dissatisfaction in his father's eyes and immediately shut his mouth.

Wang Chen sighed, "Yicheng, don't just look at your own little patch of land all day long; you need to look outside more."

"How long has it been since Zhang Ran returned? Look at what he has done. And, how many things does he have that others don't know about?"

"Think about it carefully. For a person like this, if there is an opportunity to make him owe a favor, you must not waste it."

Wang Yicheng stopped talking. He also knew Zhang Ran; they had met when Zhang Ran came to Hong Kong and Macau back then, they just weren't very close.

"Besides, isn't this an opportunity for our family? The one who had the incident this time is Qiu Qianyang's casino. If there is something fishy in this, do you think Zhang Ran will let it go?"

"Listen to what people outside are saying now: after I die, Qiu Qianyang will be the new Gambling King. When that time comes, will you be able to maintain our family's industry under his hand?"

Wang Chen's words left Wang Yicheng feeling somewhat dazed. He did not deny that he was indeed inferior to this Qiu Qianyang in terms of ability. He might have been unconvinced before, but after so many years, he had to accept it.

At the casino, when Zhang Ran transferred the one hundred million, Fan Hong and the others secretly took their winnings and slipped away.

By this time, they already felt that they had provoked someone they shouldn't have, so all they were thinking about now was leaving quickly.

As for the matter of splitting the money, they would have to survive this hurdle first.

"Boss, wait, Wen Jing hasn't come out yet," the glamorous woman Guan Fei said hurriedly.

Fan Hong whispered, "Then send him a message to hurry up; we need to leave here quickly."

Guan Fei hurriedly sent a message to Wen Jing. About half an hour later, Wen Jing finally came out. As soon as he appeared, the group hurriedly said, "Hurry, we can't stay here anymore."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jing hesitated. When Fan Hong saw his appearance, his eyes narrowed and he said, "You don't want to leave, do you? Do you really think you can cover this up?"

Wen Jing sighed, "No, I'm just a bit..."

"Don't think so much. You must leave, otherwise..." A cold look flashed in Fan Hong's eyes.

Wen Jing knew he couldn't stay here. He knew the information about Fan Hong and the others, so even if he didn't want to leave, Fan Hong and his group wouldn't let him stay.

"I know," Wen Jing said in a muffled voice.

"As long as you know. Hurry up, I've already contacted people; we'll go out and hide for a while first." As Fan Hong spoke, his eyes kept flickering, and finally, he added, "After we get out, we will each go our separate ways for a while."