"If I tell you to go away, you go away." Mr. Hu barked.

"Yes!" The driver had no choice but to yield, he retracted his watermelon knife and got into the car.

Lin Chuan sneered, "You spineless coward, next time you see me, tuck your head back into your turtle shell like you're supposed to."

After that, Lin Chuan turned and jumped into the jeep, then hit the accelerator and rushed in. There were only two parking spots in front of the City Committee building. Lin Chuan parked the car across them, taking up both spaces, leaving the Mercedes driver who drove in after him with a look of helpless frustration, his face turning red and then purple with anger.

"Mr. Hu, why should we give way to this kid?" the driver asked through gritted teeth.

"He is just a grasshopper after autumn, not long for this world," Mr. Hu lay back comfortably on the Mercedes' back seat, and coldly chuckled, "How much trouble can he cause? Just let him jump around a few more days, let him live a little longer."

"Yes!" the driver nodded, feeling a little better after hearing what Mr. Hu had said.

In the past, it was always him bullying others, and no one had ever bullied him like Lin Chuan. It was simply unbelievable. With Mr. Hu's words, the driver began to console himself. Why bother with a dead man?

Mr. Hu's concession made the Song brothers lose face.

"Wow, so Mr. Hu is nothing after all," Luo Guoqing scoffed with disdain: "And here I thought Lin Chuan was in trouble today."

After speaking, Luo Guoqing turned and left.

"Damn, why has Mr. Hu turned into a shrinking turtle today?" Song Wen frowned.

"Perhaps Mr. Hu also respects Lin Chuan a bit," Li Minghua said with a smile nearby.

"Nonsense," Song Wen snorted coldly: "How could Mr. Hu be scared of Lin Chuan? Who does Lin Chuan think he is?"

"I've got it," at this moment, Song Wu chuckled, "The reason Mr. Hu is yielding is because he will surely take ruthless revenge when the time comes."

"Yeah, that must be it," Song Wen nodded.

The group seemed to have found another method to comfort themselves.

Song Ming's office.

The room was filled with smoke. Song Ming sat at his desk with a cigarette in his mouth, while Mr. Hu sat across from him. They exchanged smiles.

"Tiger, what an honor to have you visit me today," Song Ming laughed.

"Of course," Mr. Hu nodded hurriedly, "Secretary Song and I are close friends. No matter how busy I am, I must find time to come and sit."

"Ha ha, really?" Song Ming laughed heartily.

Their main conversation was about the future development of Jiangbei City, some economic construction, and nothing else. Song Ming reminded Mr. Hu to be brave and ambitious in business, but he must abide by the law, do more good deeds, be philanthropic, and absolutely avoid any tax evasion, as he would not easily let Mr. Hu off the hook.

Mr. Hu left Song Ming's office pleased, seemingly having gotten what he wanted.

Mr. Hu came out from the doomed office, and Lin Chuan was coincidentally passing from the lounge to Tang Yumeng's office. They met right at the stairwell. Mr. Hu was tall and strong, wearing a mink coat, and carrying a genuine crocodile skin briefcase. A cigar was in his mouth, and a gold chain weighing half a jin hung around his neck.

Upon seeing Lin Chuan, Mr. Hu even showed a hint of a smile.

When they encountered each other at the stairwell, Lin Chuan didn't yield. Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu moved aside to let Lin Chuan pass: "Lin Chuan, you go first."

Lin Chuan frowned but didn't hesitate to walk up the stairs directly.

The previously smiling Mr. Hu now immediately showed a sinister look and coldly laughed, "Enjoy bouncing around for a few more days, hmph!"

After saying that, he immediately turned and left.

Lin Chuan felt a foreboding sense of doom. With Mr. Hu's temperament, it seemed out of character for him to yield. Mr. Hu was always domineering and arrogant; how could he possibly yield to someone as insignificant as Lin Chuan? This left Lin Chuan puzzled.

Entering Tang Yumeng's office, Lin Chuan still looked puzzled.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yumeng laughed: "All suspicious, do you have something on your mind?"

"Sis, why did I see the boss of Qinghua Pool coming and going to the City Committee?" Lin Chuan curiously asked.

"It's very normal." Tang Yumeng glanced at Lin Chuan and said: "He's well acquainted with Song Ming, officially he's an investor.

"Song Ming sure has guts." Lin Chuan laughed: "To think he dares to cozy up to someone like Mr. Hu from the northeast, isn't he afraid of being investigated?"

"You're overreacting, Mr. Hu's background might not be great, but officially, he's one of Jiangbei City's business magnates, such a visit can't be considered anything too out of the ordinary, it's quite normal." Tang Yumeng casually smiled.

"Sis, you seem a bit angry, huh?" Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"Why would I be angry?" Tang Yumeng huffed lightly and said: "I'm not angry at all. I do my own thing, and he can go to hell for all I care. We have nothing to do with each other, water from different sources doesn't mix."

"But I feel like this Mr. Hu from the northeast doesn't have good intentions." Lin Chuan said solemnly: "Mr. Hu is definitely no good guy. Moreover, about the last trip to Zhenjiang, the assassin has not been identified yet, it could be related to Mr. Hu."

"Maybe." Tang Yumeng paused for a moment and said: "But without evidence, no one can say for sure. Unless we catch the assassin, and the assassin agrees to point out Mr. Hu. Only then can it be considered solid evidence. Otherwise, all talk is in vain."

"Exactly." Lin Chuan nodded and said: "If it's not a case of being caught red-handed, nobody will admit to anything."

"What did you come to see me for?" Tang Yumeng asked.

"My bathhouse is going to open soon, and I was thinking of inviting my sister to the ribbon-cutting ceremony." Lin Chuan laughed.

"I won't go." Tang Yumeng said with a furrowed brow: "Is it appropriate for me to go to your bathhouse's opening?"

"Why wouldn't it be?" Lin Chuan laughed: "It would be most appropriate for sister to go. Besides, didn't Song Ming go to the ribbon-cutting ceremony for Mr. Hu's Qinghua Pool?"

"I'm not going anyway." Tang Yumeng glared at Lin Chuan and said: "I won't go to a place that isn't clean."

"What's not clean about it?" Lin Chuan glanced at Tang Yumeng and said: "We're definitely doing a business based on mutual consent, we're not like Mr. Hu, we only offer legitimate services, no funny business."

"You!" Tang Yumeng said grumpily: "You still talk like you have right on your side?"

"I'm telling the truth." Lin Chuan said awkwardly: "Besides, what I'm doing is legitimate and lawful."

"I'm not discussing this, I'm not going." Tang Yumeng huffed.

"That won't do." Lin Chuan became anxious: "If you don't go, I will have let my brothers down, I've assured them that you would definitely come, if you don't go, wouldn't that be throwing my face away? How would I explain it to the brothers afterwards?"

"That's your problem, nothing to do with me." Tang Yumeng dismissed with a sniff.

"Sis, can you really bear to do this?" Lin Chuan said with a look of grievance: "Starting a business isn't easy for me, I've invested over a million in this bathhouse, if I lose everything... I... I'll have to sell myself and can only go to the nightclubs to be a gigolo."

Pfft...

Upon hearing this, Tang Yumeng suddenly burst into laughter.

"Sure, you go ahead!" Tang Yumeng said, biting her lip: "I'd like to see who would want you."

"Hehe, not only am I handsome, but also capable, I bet a lot of rich ladies would fight over me." Lin Chuan grinned.

"Go away." Tang Yumeng replied, irritated.

"So, sister has agreed?" Lin Chuan laughed mischievously.

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