Why did you provoke me?

Secretary Wu, having received instructions from Yu Meng, went to find Huang Yan.

Huang Yan didn't refuse. "Uncle Wu, my work isn't as good as Niannian's, let alone Teacher Yu's. Please don't be too critical of me."

"What's there to complain about? I just want to keep one on hand, so that if you all happen to be away one day, I'll have a way to find out what happened."

"Uncle Wu, you're so farsighted." Huang Yan gave Secretary Wu a thumbs up.

"What vision do I have? I just need to provide logistical support so that we can all live well."

After a while, Secretary Wu brought up the matter of sending her and Qian Chuan to the fourth battlefield again, "Chief Nangong will also be going, and you will go together. You just need to confuse the people, and as for the rest, they have professionals to handle anything else, such as obtaining any useful information."

He glanced around, then whispered, "Once we get there, if there's anything you can't decide, just ask Qian Chuan for advice. He's a smart guy."

Huang Yan smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Uncle Wu, I'll listen to you."

"Sigh, I'm just worrying unnecessarily. You've been through more than me. I just couldn't help myself. Don't listen to everything I say. First, figure out if you won't suffer any losses before you think about whether it's worth doing."

Huang Yan nodded without saying anything, and carefully completed the work in her hands with her head down.

On the day he left, Secretary Wu pulled Qian Chuan aside. "These are poisonous stones left by Niannian. Take a few with you and find a chance to give two to Huang Yan. That girl is stubborn; she won't take them even if I offer them to her. Keep these for self-defense. Remember, stay away from dangerous things and don't get involved in anything risky." Secretary Wu was like a parent instructing their child.

He didn't care which way things would go; that was beyond his control. All he wanted was for the people around him to be safe and sound.

Nangong Tianshou watched as he dragged Qian Chuan along, seemingly with endless things to say. He then walked over and said, "Old Wu, with me here, you don't need to worry so much."

"I know, they're Jingchuan's treasures, what's wrong with me caring a little?"

Nangong Tianshou smiled slightly. "It's nothing. I'm leaving now. Please take care of Xiaohao."

Secretary Wu nodded, "You don't need to tell me that. You are all people who do great things. It's just the two of us, the old and the young, left to look after things. I will take good care of him."

The three people left, and Secretary Wu took Xiao Hao's hand, "Let's go back. This big courtyard is only left for the two of us to live in."

Xiao Hao chuckled, "Grandpa Wu, there are still people in the backyard. You forgot about them."

Secretary Wu sighed inwardly. He didn't know whether those people would lend a helping hand or make things worse if something happened.

……

The fourth battlefield.

Mr. Feng looked at the people in front of him with a grim expression. "Are you blatantly robbing us?"

A bespectacled, fair-skinned man sat down opposite him. "Mr. Feng, let me introduce myself. I'm here from the Frontline Research Institute to negotiate. Given the current situation, you simply can't hold this fourth battlefield. You should know our capabilities; handing it over to us is the best option."

Mr. Feng sneered, "You know the current situation. Our fourth battlefield isn't like the second and third. You're stronger, so why don't you consider those two places?"

The bespectacled man leaned back in his chair. "That's exactly what we're worried about. If the fourth front also reaches that point, there'll be no point in us holding out on the front lines."

Jing Ancheng sat to one side, taking notes.

Hearing the bespectacled man's words, a surge of anger inexplicably welled up inside her. This was utterly shameless!

Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng's expression calmed down. "You've certainly considered everything thoroughly."

"Of course, everyone can see the importance of the fourth front."

Mr. Feng nodded. "Then what conditions are you prepared to accept it? Up to now, this is a complete battlefield, without a single scratch."

The bespectacled man glanced subtly at the middle-aged man taking notes on his side.

Mr. Feng glanced at him in the same direction, then lowered his eyelids and picked up the teacup beside him.

Having received no hints, the bespectacled man had no choice but to continue, "Mr. Feng, at this point, do you still want to come up with a bunch of conditions?"

Mr. Feng did not speak.

Jing Ancheng put down his pen. "I have a question for you. Just tell me, is the current Fourth Front intact?"

The bespectacled man didn't answer, but instead looked at Mr. Feng, "Is it any of his place, a mere recorder, to interrupt such an important conversation?"

Mr. Feng looked up and then nodded solemnly, "His identity is special, he really does have something to say."

Jing Ancheng felt relieved; he was really afraid that Mr. Feng would think he was too talkative.

Seeing that Mr. Feng had given an affirmative answer, he could only nod, "It is complete now, but that doesn't mean it will be in the future."

Jing Ancheng nodded. "I'm talking about now, and that's what you want now too. We'll talk about the future later."

Mr. Feng chuckled to himself, thinking how cooperative Jing Ancheng was.

"So what are your conditions? You can't just open your mouth and hand over such a huge battlefield, can you?" Jing Ancheng's eyes were filled with disdain.

"I never said I wanted yours. I just took over and helped you with your defense." The bespectacled man's aura weakened.

"Oh, you mean help? Why didn't you say so earlier? We usually have fixed prices for hiring other small businesses. Since you're strong, I'll talk to Mr. Feng about it in detail later. As long as the people you bring are strong, the price is negotiable."

The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses. Was that what he meant?

But they didn't actually prepare any terms to accept it.

With a crisp sound, the middle-aged man in charge of taking notes accidentally dropped his pen. He apologized repeatedly, "I couldn't hold it, I'm so sorry, I disturbed you."

The bespectacled man stood up. "Since you won't accept our good intentions, then we'll wait until you can't hold on any longer."

Jing Ancheng also stood up. "So, what about the help? When are you sending someone?"

The bespectacled man snorted, said nothing, and left with his men.

Jing Ancheng walked to the door and watched them disappear around the corner.

Turning back to Mr. Feng, she asked, "Sir, I haven't disrupted your plans, have I?"

"I didn't have any plans. It's all thanks to you being here these past few days. Without you as the force in charge, there might have been real problems."

Jing Ancheng waved his hand, "I only know a little bit about fighting and killing. Mr. Feng, your wisdom is the most important thing."

Mr. Feng smiled and changed the subject, "Judging from what you just said, if they offer a lot, do you really want to sell the Fourth Battlefield?" His words were a test, and he also wanted to know how much influence Jing Ancheng could actually have.

Jing Ancheng hurriedly shook his head, "I can't make that decision. I just noticed they didn't seem to have any folders or anything, it looked like they were just trying to steal it, so I just said that."

Mr. Feng was somewhat taken aback. What kind of operation was this?