Chapter 115: You Go Take the Lead

Huang Mingyuan hadn't gotten into the car heading to city hall yet, because as soon as he came down the stairs, he was stopped by a man with an unremarkable appearance.

Although the man's looks were unremarkable, his status was far from ordinary.

The Deputy Director of the Jiang Cheng Public Security Bureau, Wang Jian.

Huang Mingyuan's impatient expression instantly turned into a smile: "Deputy Wang, why are you here?"

"The last time I gave you.........."

Before he could finish, Wang Jian interrupted:

"No, spare me. I've never accepted any gift from you; everything in your or the bureau's name was converted to money and donated. I'm here because of the bond between us, to discuss something serious."

"Then Deputy Wang, what is it you came to discuss?"

"I came to tell you—more precisely, the director asked me to convey something to you."

"What? Say it, I will certainly not refuse anything I can handle!"

"There's a death sentence that needs you to step in."

"........... Why?"

Wang Jian looked at Huang Mingyuan, whose expression had frozen, and said lightly:

"Recently you had someone break the leg of Chen Zhi, director of the Le Ping Welfare Institute?"

"I'll tell you now."

"Among the adopted, there's one named Yu Lin; a few days ago, during our exchange with America, he brought great honor to the country, and the top officials were delighted, so... now his rank is General!"

"Of course, due to the state's confidentiality policy for persons of this rank, and because he usually keeps a low profile, even the General's Award Ceremony was never held, so it's normal you don't know these things."

"Even I only just learned it; consider yourself unlucky."

"This time, not even the director—if the mayor or governor came... our bond only allows me to say so much."

"Take care of yourself; the death row cell has already been arranged for you."

"Remember, you know what to say and what not to say; a reprieve can let you live longer, but immediate execution would..."

Wang Jian patted Huang Mingyuan's shoulder and turned to leave.

He watched his departing back.

Huang Mingyuan clenched his fist and sneered, "You really thought I was a soft target."

"So during the day, and at night when you see me, you have to kneel and speak to me."

"General... what a grand presence!"

He stepped out, approached the vehicle, opened the door, and instructed the driver:

"Go to city hall."

"Yes."

The vehicle started.

It headed toward city hall.

Huang Mingyuan watched the scenery recede outside, propping his chin with one hand, pondering what to do next...

Although Yu Lin's status is complicated, their organization has existed for decades; if a fight broke out, it would probably be...

Beep beep beep.

The phone rang.

He looked down.

It was the boss's call!

Before Huang Mingyuan could wonder why he didn't use a secure device,

he hurriedly pulled up the soundproof panel, creating a small insulated space to keep the driver from hearing their conversation.

He just pressed answer.

A roar came from the other end: "Huang Mingyuan, you damned fool!"

"I told you to bring him back, not to bring him back to kill!"

"Who told you to start hitting people? If it's demolition, do it properly! Take care of yourself!"

Beep beep beep.

Before Huang Mingyuan could say anything, the call was hung up.

The speed was such that his smile lingered on his face before turning sour.

He gritted his teeth: "Fuck you, didn't you make me the villain? Still not evil enough?"

"Everything goes wrong and it's all my fault?!"

"What a shitty organization, scared of this and that, I thought you were stronger!"

"You've given up on me, huh? Then don't blame me if I go all out, exposing you all, everyone together..."

The final word "die" wasn't even spoken.

The serpentine tattoo on his arm suddenly sank beneath his skin, then his head drooped, his pupils dilated to fill his eyes before returning to normal, as if everything just now had been an illusion!

Only the tattoo on his arm never reappeared.

The driver ahead suddenly felt a chill, causing a shiver; when Huang Mingyuan lifted the soundproof panel, he asked:

"Boss, are you cold? Want me to raise the temperature?"

"No."

Huang Mingyuan calmly declined, then asked, "Lao Hu, how long have you been with me?"

"Probably about two years."

"Two years, huh... any mortgage, car loan, or other expenses? Is the family financially tight?"

"Well... the kid just got married, we took a loan to buy a house and a car for the wedding, so it's a bit tight..."

"Hmm, I understand."

Huang Mingyuan lowered his head, tapped his phone twice, and transferred three million to Lao Hu's card:

"I've transferred three million to you; from today onward, you no longer have to work for me."

"Don't ask why, unless you want me to take this money back."

"Focus on driving."

The sudden turn of events widened Lao Hu's eyes; he wanted to say something, but Huang Mingyuan's words forced him to stay silent, his mind a whirl of thoughts.

He didn't know what Huang Mingyuan was actually planning.

But based on his salary, he'd have to work thirty years for that three million!

And now it's given to him outright?

Lao Hu was unsure whether to feel secretly glad or worried; they were heading to City Hall, and Huang Mingyuan's expression just now was grim, clearly something had happened—what if Huang Mingyuan wanted him to take the blame for something.........

We'll see then.

Lao Hu suppressed his thoughts, stopped overthinking, and focused on driving.

Until they arrived at City Hall.

"Boss, we've arrived."

"Hmm."

Lao Hu opened the door, waited for Huang Mingyuan to get out, then closed it.

Just as he was about to park, Huang Mingyuan patted his shoulder:

"Stay here for a moment; my secretary and lawyer will be coming soon."

"Just hand the car over to security to park."

Hearing this, Lao Hu saw that he didn't need to follow, but wait for others; his tense heart instantly relaxed, and he laughed:

"Alright, boss, you can leave it to me with confidence!"

"Hmm." Huang Mingyuan said no more, and walked toward the interior of City Hall.

He watched his silhouette disappear at the doorway.

Lao Hu stroked his chin:

"Strange, why does today's boss feel............. different?"

"Maybe it's because something happened."