Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 650 Ruthless and Unfeeling, a Life-or-Death Battle

The brief but touching "heartwarming" scene, like a drop of boiling oil thrown into a pot, bursts into the loudest noise before quickly falling silent.

Wang Xinfa did not linger, truly putting his principle of "putting work first" into practice.

He bid farewell to Mrs. Li and her son with a kind fatherly smile, and then left the villa with brisk steps.

The officials from his faction who had come with him followed him like a receding tide, and the once noisy room instantly became empty and silent.

Li Hanyu stood under the porch, playing the role of a virtuous wife and loving mother, and escorted the guests to the door one by one.

Her gaze followed Wang Xinfa's retreating figure until he bent down and got into the black car, a lingering look of reluctance still on his face.

Lu Chenjia didn't linger. He stood at the door, gave Li Hanyu a deep look, and left behind a cryptic remark:

"Supervisor Li, please take good care of Warden Qian. If you need any help later, you can come to the group to find me."

Lu Chenjia did not address her as Madam Li, but as Supervisor Li, which was her title at Tianguang Capital. Most importantly, Lu Chenjia usually called Qian Huan by her given name, but this time he called her Warden Qian.

They were all seasoned veterans of the power arena; all the subtle maneuvering and deals were hidden in the change of titles and this seemingly caring promise.

Lu Chenjia believed that Li Hanyu understood.

Li Hanyu's expression changed instantly; the feigned attachment quickly faded, replaced by a mixture of gratitude and tacit understanding.

She bowed slightly, her posture extremely humble, yet her voice was clear and firm:
"My son and I will always remember Mr. Lu's kindness. Once things have settled down at home, I will personally visit the group to express my gratitude to Mr. Lu."

Lu Chenjia left with a smile, then turned and got into the waiting luxury car.

The car was silent. The secretary in the front seat turned slightly, her tone hesitant, as if seeking instructions:

"President Lu, the security team sent to Li Hanyu's side has not yet been withdrawn."

Because of the major case that occurred in Emerald Garden, Lu Chenjia's original plan before arriving was to withdraw the security team that had been assigned to Li Hanyu.

But now...

Lu Chenjia did not answer immediately. He slowly turned his head, his gaze piercing through the dark one-way glass, and looked at Li Hanyu, who was still standing at the door watching him leave.

He pondered for a moment, then said quietly:

"There's no need to withdraw it. Instead, you should contact Li Hanyu yourself tomorrow morning and ask her if she needs more security."

This is also a test, just like the repeated tests conducted on Wang Xinfa inside the house today.

Lu Chenjia wanted to use the "security issue" as a pretext to probe the true nature of Li Hanyu and her son, both to test whether they were willing to side with him and to test their sincerity in cooperating.

The secretary waited in the car and did not follow into the villa, so as of now, she is still unaware of what happened inside.

The secretary immediately responded:

"Understood, Mr. Lu. I will contact Li Hanyu at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to make proper arrangements for security."

The car was quiet for a few seconds before the driver started the vehicle and drove smoothly away from Emerald Garden.

The police tape at the entrance, as if it were sentient, had already silently crouched on the ground, obediently allowing the heavy wheels to run over it, leaving a few gray marks on its "face".

The secretary seemed to carefully choose her words, but finally spoke softly, tentatively asking:

"Mr. Lu, if I may ask, what happened in the villa just now? I noticed that Councilor Wang didn't look too good when he left."

Lu Chenjia didn't hide anything, a faint, mocking smile playing on her lips:

"Wang Xinfa's career has been going smoothly and successfully these past few years, but he's neglected the art of 'cultivating inner strength.' Even you noticed his expression?"

The secretary quickly shook her head and said:
"Mr. Lu, you flatter me. I didn't notice it from the way the councilor looked. I could tell from his voice that his footsteps were heavier than usual, as if he was suppressing his anger."

Lu Chenjia raised an eyebrow, realizing for the first time that his secretary possessed such keen hearing.

He neither confirmed nor denied it, casually revealing the answer:
"It's nothing serious, just that Qian Huan woke up and, in front of everyone in the room, sincerely acknowledged Councilor Wang as her father. Ha—"

The secretary was slightly taken aback, and then a look of understanding appeared in her eyes.

He finally understood where the indescribable joy on President Lu's face came from.

As Mr. Lu's secretary, he could not be said to have perfect insight into Mr. Lu's thoughts, but he was almost like a mind reader.

Over the years, although General Manager Lu and Councilor Wang have cooperated on many occasions, the cooperation has generally been quite pleasant.

But this superficial "pleasure" does not represent a deepening of friendship, much less an accumulation of trust.

Quite the contrary!

Behind every seemingly "pleasant" collaboration, new disagreements, suspicions, and power struggles inevitably arise.

Like two giant pythons entwined in the darkness, each seemingly intimate entanglement leaves deeper marks on the other.

By now, this rift has probably grown large enough to devour the other party's life and fortune.

The secretary cleverly stopped discussing Representative Wang and instead seized upon another key point, asking suspiciously:

"Previously, Li Hanyu had come to the group several times in order to help Qian Huan wake up, and even went to the memory upload engineering laboratory on the B3 floor to seek a solution, but all to no avail."

Unexpectedly… Qian Huan suddenly woke up on her own?

Lu Chenjia's gaze fell on the massive rear of the city above, as if he were talking to himself, yet with a profound and all-knowing look:

"Yes, who would have thought? One night and so many unexpected things happened. This is going to be interesting."

The secretary immediately picked up on the probing tone in her boss's words and asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Lu, should I arrange for someone to investigate this thoroughly?"

Lu Chenjia took a cigar from the exquisite cigar box, but did not light it. Instead, he held it between his fingers and slowly rubbed the smooth wrapper.

He shook his head, and said meaningfully:

"No need. Now that he's awake, there's no point in investigating the process anymore; it would just be a waste of money. Besides, someone else will be eager to find out for us."

The secretary understood immediately and said nothing more: "Yes, I understand."

Ultimately, it all boils down to the principles of doing business: what merchants want to buy are eggs.

It doesn't matter which hen laid the egg; what matters is the value of that egg and how to buy it back into your basket with minimal cost.

Wang Xinfa was different; he followed a different set of rules.

In his eyes, the value of an egg is not important, nor is the value of the hen that lays the egg. What matters is whether the hen lays eggs exclusively for him.

If so, then whatever he says the eggs and hen are worth, that's what they're worth.
If not, then the eggs and the hen become worthless in an instant. This is not just a matter of killing the chicken and smashing the eggs; more importantly, it is about finding out who touched the eggs.

Therefore, he was determined to find out every possible link in the chain between the chicken and the egg where someone might have touched it.

For him, as long as he could cleanly cut off the outstretched hand, he didn't need the eggs and the chicken.

Therefore, Li Hanyu misjudged Wang Xinfa from beginning to end. She always used a businessman's scale and a business yardstick to try to understand and weigh Wang Xinfa.

Naturally, I felt that Wang Xinfa was so heartless and cruel today, as if he wanted to crush his own bones.

But if she could understand Wang Xinfa using the mindset of an official, she might be able to realize where she went wrong.

Unfortunately, this is difficult.

Business and officialdom are sometimes very close, and sometimes very far apart. When they are close, you are on good terms with me, inseparable; when they are far apart, it is a life-or-death struggle, a fight to the death.

..........
"Investigate. I need to know how Qian Huan woke up and who was helping Li Hanyu."

The air pressure inside the carriage was so low it was suffocating. Wang Xinfa's face was devoid of any smile, only a terrifyingly sinister look. He gave orders to Du Changle in a gloomy voice.

Sitting to the side, Du Changle quickly straightened his back, and his belly, which was tightened by the belt, immediately felt even more uncomfortable.

He was secretly delighted, but dared not show it on his face. Instead, he showed astonishment, his brows furrowing tightly, forming an exaggerated "川" (river) character.

Even his voice betrayed a hint of surprise and uncertainty:

"Councilor, what is the meaning of this? Didn't the doctors just confirm that Warden Qian's recovery was truly a medical miracle?"

A sneer escaped Wang Xinfa's nose, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world:
"A miracle? Du Changle, do you really believe in uninvited miracles?"

Seeing that the councilor was truly angry, Du Changle quickly lowered his gaze, his obese neck curving into a humble arc, and he murmured in a dry voice:
"Your subordinate dares not speak presumptuously..."

But shouldn't you, Congressman, consider it a good thing that Qian Huan woke up at this moment?

He carefully observed Wang Xinfa's profile, and only dared to continue speaking when he saw that the other party did not immediately lash out:

"In theory, Qian Huan is still the rightful warden of the Second Prison. As long as he is sent back to the Second Prison..."

So, the Second Prison is still under your control, Councilor. As for Councilor Zhang Deming, no matter how much he wants to do something, his hand... his hand can no longer get in.

Isn't this exactly the result you've always wanted?

Upon hearing this, Wang Xinfa slowly turned his face and stared intently at Du Changle's face, making the hair on the back of Du Changle's neck stand on end and his scalp tingle.
"Are you trying to say that if this happens, Ling Song in the Fifth Prison will have no reason to transfer to the Second Prison, and you won't have to go to the Second Prison anymore, and can be transferred back to your Hidden Gate Mobile Unit?"

(ps: Ling Song - Warden of the Fifth Prison)

(See Chapter 588. At the prison system meeting, Lou Duan proposed that Ling Song be transferred to the Second Prison to replace Qian Huan. This decision is still pending, but it has received the support of the majority of people in the prison system.)
Du Changle saw the cold murderous intent in the councilor's eyes, and his mouth went dry, leaving him speechless.

Wang Xinfa coldly watched as Du Changle's greasy face trembled violently with fear, and fine beads of sweat, like newly sprouted fungus after rain, instantly covered his oily forehead.

He snorted coldly, each word like a poisoned nail, piercing Du Changle's heart:

"Du Changle, look me in the eyes and say—do you really 'not want' to be the warden of the Second Prison?!"

Du Changle's Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty, as if something hard was stuck in it.

Wang Xinfa gave him no chance to breathe or argue, his voice sinister and chilling:
"Keep your self-righteous scheming to yourself. Do you really think I don't know what's going on in your head?"

Over the years, Wang Xinfa's career has been thriving, rising step by step. Within the government, he seemed to have divine assistance, climbing the ranks too smoothly.

So he kept gazing into the distance, neglecting to pay close attention to the small patch of land beneath his feet and the people around him who depended on him.

But today, Li Hanyu really taught him a lesson in front of everyone.

They forced him to grit his teeth and "acknowledge" a "good son" who had appeared out of nowhere, all in front of everyone!
very good!
That's really great!

However, this unexpected backstab was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, making him shudder and abruptly pull his gaze back from the distance.

He began to scan the small space beneath his feet again—Li Hanyu, Qian Huan… and the faces that entwined around him like vines, including Du Changle, who was trembling like a leaf in front of him.

Du Changle felt that the councilor's gaze was becoming more and more sinister and cold, as if two cold and invisible scalpels were peeling away his thick layer of fat layer by layer without mercy, stabbing straight into his trembling heart.

The senator hadn't looked at him like that in a very, very long time!
A chill ran from his tailbone to the top of his head, and Du Changle trembled even more violently. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead and into his eyes, causing a stinging sensation, but he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to wipe it away.

"Councilor, please calm down. Chang Le has always been loyal to you and has never had any disloyal intentions..."

Du Changle was filled with fear. His obese body twisted and turned with difficulty in the large seat, trying to adopt an even more humble posture.

If there weren't too much space in the car, he would have knelt down at the congressman's feet right now and devoutly licked every speck of dust off the congressman's shoes, just as he had done when he first met the congressman.

Wang Xinfa watched Du Changle's disgraceful performance with indifference, as if he were watching a poorly made circus act.

He had already witnessed a truly unforgettable performance today, so he wasn't in the mood to dwell on Du Changle. He withdrew his gaze and said quietly:

"Alright, I'm tired of hearing you say the same thing over and over again. Just do what I've told you to do, understand?"

Du Changle nodded vigorously; he was truly terrified at this moment, and pledged his loyalty:
"Understood! Understood! Rest assured, Councilor, Chang Le will do his utmost to investigate this matter thoroughly as soon as possible and will never let you down."

The icy expression on Wang Xinfa's face seemed to soften slightly. He raised his eyelids slightly and added:

"Be quick and discreet, don't make a fool of yourself and give outsiders something to watch."

Especially remember that these are turbulent times; don't give yourself a opening, or the hyenas will pounce. Otherwise, all the fat you've raised over the years will just be someone else's meal.

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(End of this chapter)