Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 985 He Songling: Wife, I'm here to save you!
"Hehehehe..."

Zhao Fangxu temporarily suppressed all the dissenting voices, rubbed his hands together, and came out again, smiling awkwardly at the Tang Clan members, "Grandma, why don't we go inside and wait? The environment inside is quite nice, we can have some tea and chat slowly..."

"No need." It has to be Tang Miaoxing who said that if Lu Huizhong said to wait outside, then he had to wait outside, and refused without hesitation.

Zhao Fangxu was also a bit flustered. Although Lu Huizhong hadn't ordered the Tang Clan members to adopt a tense stance, their forces were still blocking the entrance to Na Du Tong, and he still felt like he was surrounded.

Given the current speed of information dissemination, videos and photos are probably already flying all over the internet, public opinion is starting to ferment, and even ordinary people are taking notice.

Being disturbed by the supernatural beings is nothing to Zhao Fangxu. He has been doing this for so many years. He was the one who petitioned his superiors and created the entire system. His abilities will not be questioned by the supernatural beings' unrest that he failed to suppress once or twice.

But if the affairs of the superhumans affect ordinary society, then Zhao Fangxu himself might not be able to protect himself.

For ordinary people, this is an absolute red line from above.

Unfortunately, although the true purpose of Na Du Tong was to handle all matters concerning the supernatural world, it did not completely hide itself or separate itself from ordinary society.

This was the original strategy of "great masters hiding in plain sight," and it has actually been quite effective all along. In fact, because of its wide reach, high delivery efficiency, and low prices, "Everywhere Express" is the first choice for most people when placing a courier order.

Because of its close ties with ordinary people, no one would have guessed that this courier company is actually a police station used to deal with the problems of superhumans. Similarly, no one would have guessed that there would actually be superhumans who dared to besiege Na Du Tong.

This isn't the early days of NaDuTong in the 1990s. In modern civilized society, someone actually dares to blockade NaDuTong. The key point is that after all this time, the police still haven't arrived. If this gets out of hand and public opinion gets out of control...

Zhao Fangxu didn't even dare to think about it.

"Damn He Songling!"

Upon thinking of this, even Zhao Fangxu couldn't help but curse.

If Gao Yushan were still in their hands, they could easily handle any emergency public relations issues arising from online public opinion by handing it over to Gao Erzhuang. Now, Gao Yushan has become He Songling's henchman. Although Zhao Fangxu has never met He Songling in person, he knows him quite well—

This product will definitely be used by Gao Yushan to amplify its influence online, and she might even hire online trolls and use AI to fabricate online public opinion that is detrimental to them in every way.

Never doubt He Songling's integrity. This was a lesson forged in the blood and tears of countless people back then. There was blood, tears, and excrement involved, and no one could escape the filth.

"Hehehe, just you wait and see. Fatty Zhao is probably out of options now. He'll get furious and start killing me. That'll be my chance to be the hero and save the day!"

At this moment, He Songling was standing on a bucket and pouring soy milk down Wang Ye's throat.

"Brother Ling, dear brother, not all of us old Beijingers drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice). These days, douzhi shops are only surviving because you out-of-towners don't believe in superstitions. Don't try to force-feed me any more."

It's not that Wang Ye can't drink douzhi at all, but two or three bowls is his limit. At the rate He Songling poured it into a swimming pool, even Yang Mi and Guan Xiaotong would drown in douzhi.

“This is boring. You’re not a true Beijinger. I’ll go find that Ru Hu later. His ancestors were from the Manchu Banner. I’ll have to see if he can drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice).

Everything was going as Zhao Fangxu had predicted. He Songling was using Gao Yushan to fabricate and spread negative online rumors about All-Tong. If this continued, even if Zhao Fangxu still wanted to have a friendly negotiation, he would have no choice but to take action against the Tang Clan members brought by Lu Huizhong in desperation.

Let's at least deal with the immediate problem first.

Otherwise, under pressure from online public opinion, it's entirely possible that the true secrets of the entire "All-in-One" company could be exposed. Zhao Fangxu would rather be beaten to death by Lu Huizhong than take that risk.

Besides, he might not necessarily be killed by Lu Huizhong. This is Beijing, after all. If there were large-scale vandalism, conflict, or even armed clashes, the military and police would respond quickly.

Even if Lu Huizhong led a group of true immortals like He Songling, let alone the Tang Clan, they still couldn't defeat a modern army.

Therefore, according to He Songling's idea, Zhao Fangxu can only do this: calculate the time before Lu Huizhong encountered danger and quell the turmoil before things get completely out of control. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Foolish little Lu, just wait until you throw yourself into my arms for comfort.

He Songling, accompanied by nine young people and one middle-aged man who was not so young, leisurely strolled around the capital, eating and drinking. The directors of Na Du Tong originally expected him to arrive in three to five hours, but he dragged it out to eight hours.

"That's about enough, are you all full?"

"Glug glug." Wang Ye was almost drowning in the braised pork and fermented bean juice.

Everyone else was also well-fed and watered. Regardless of the outcome or consequences of this trip, at least the business trip was paid for by the company, and the food, drink, and entertainment were all provided in abundance.

"Let's go." The group of people seemed prepared to die.

"Don't look like a dead man. I'm not sending you to slaughter everyone. Just stop some experts. I'll take my wife and leave. You guys are just a way for me to flex my muscles. I'm not showing you, but this kind of heaven-defying cultivation ability."

He Songling said to the young people with a relaxed expression, "Let them know that although you have the advantage of talent, you are not unique in my eyes. In this way, the company will not make things difficult for you. On the contrary, after you have demonstrated your strength this time, the company should recruit you more and offer better treatment than before."

"A question." Zhuge Qing raised his hand: "We are not part of the company."

“Then go to Trinity University for further studies, and then go back to your own homes. What I want is for Na Du Tong to stop causing you trouble, not for you to have high-ranking positions and generous salaries in Na Du Tong, you idiot. Old Qing, with your attitude, I suspect you've ruined my magic.”

He Songling slapped Zhuge Qing on the back of the head, suddenly realizing that his junior brother might have his own reasons for not allowing his family members to attend Trinity University.

The group that He Songling was leading had been playing around, so their speed was extremely slow. But if they really wanted to speed up, they could even run faster than an airplane.

Before Nadutong's monitoring system could detect the anomaly, He Songling had already led his men and swaggered to the front of Nadutong's headquarters.

He Songling opened his arms and shouted, "Hey, don't hurt my family! Don't be afraid, wife, I'm here to save you... uh?"

(End of this chapter)