Chapter 1603: Huaye Shen Wants to See You

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Jīng Hóng mìng néng chéng wéi Lǐ Nán fāng de zhǎng bèi, zìrán shì bǎ zhè xiǎo zi gěi chī de tòu tòu de.

A seemingly innocuous remark was enough to thoroughly intimidate Li Nanshan.

Li Nanfang knew very well that if Jing Hongming called him, the content of the call would definitely be reported to Baibai.

If he keeps pretending to have amnesia, and his wife finds out later and cries for him out of sadness, that would be even more painful for him than killing him.

So almost without any hesitation, the man in charge of supplies admitted.

Hearing the voice "Jinghong, tenth uncle", Jinghong smiled rarely.

Jīng Hóngmíng, known as cold-blooded, would never hesitate to send anyone who lied to him and was caught to meet their maker.

Now that Li Nanfang had been caught in his lies, he was exposed. Instead of looking ashamed, a rather accomplished smile appeared on his face.

To be honest, the nickname "Uncle Ten" really came in handy sometimes, even life-saving.

"Li Nánfāng, Huā Yè Shén wants to see you. Will you meet him"

Since it's been confirmed that this kid has recovered his memory, Jing Hongming doesn't need to waste any more time explaining things. She cuts straight to the chase and asks the key question.

When he heard the name "Hua Ye Shen," Li Nanshan's mind was as if it had experienced an explosion, a deafening boom ringing in his ears.

One hand clenched into a fist, veins bulging on his arm, it was clear that he was enduring immense anger and pain at this moment.

Jing Hongming remained silent. As one of the few who knew the truth about the incident, he could guess what Li Nanfang, kept in the dark, must be feeling right now.

But, the explanation can't be said aloud.

Jing Hongming can agree to let Huayeshen see Li Nanfang.

He could also persuade Yue Zisheng to let Huaye Shen meet Li Nanfang.

However, the two could not reveal the truth no matter what when they met.

Jing Hong, the Grand Commander, received a call from Shen Qingwu. After listening to her rambling for over ten minutes, he replied with just one sentence: "I can persuade Yue Zichong, but I hope Huaye Shen understands what she should and shouldn't say."

This sentence was given by Jing Hong to Shen Qingwu, who then relayed it to Hua Yeyu.

He believed that the god of night, who was destined to obey orders, must have understood the meaning behind his words.

Now facing Li Nánfāng face-to-face, Jīnghóngmìng suddenly felt that this matter might be a bit unfair to Li Nánfāng, as she could sense his anger, unwillingness, and pain from this long silence.

Unfortunately, the idea vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

Compared to the girls who were harmed by that kid Li Nanfang, the pain they endured would surely be no less.

A man should pay the price for the consequences of his own actions.

Thinking about this, Jing Hong's heart felt much better. She coldly opened her mouth and said, "Li Nanshan, what are you thinking Do you still want me to explain who Huaye Shen is"

Such a cold and emotionless voice coming through the phone instead abruptly restored Li Nanshan's composure.

His clenched fist relaxed, and the man reverted to his previous nonchalant demeanor. He leaned back in his chair, propping his legs up on the table, and said with a dismissive air, "Uncle Jing Hong, I'm running a big company now, you know. Plenty of people want to see me. Where would I find the time—"

"You must see her!"

Before Li Nanshan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jing Hong's words.

After a moment of silence.

"Fine, whatever."

Heaven knows what kind of ideological struggle Li Nanfang went through before saying "just do whatever you want" so casually.

Through the phone, one could hear Jinghong's faint sigh: "Alright, that settles it."

It's really just a simple matter, getting Li Nanfang to meet Ye Shen at the flower viewing. But Jing Hong, the director, acted as if he had just completed a major mission. After the success, his tense muscles all relaxed.

He couldn't ignore the Shen family's emotions. Since he needed something from Shen Qingwu, he naturally had to fulfill her requests.

But if Li Nanfang resolutely disagreed, Jing Hong wouldn't know how to persuade the boy.

Operating between the cracks, for a ruthless leader like Jing Hong Ming, isn't an easy feat.

With the problem solved, he wanted to end the call.

"Wait a moment, Tenth Uncle Jing Hong, I still have something to ask you for help with."

Li Nanging's tone was still so frivolous, and without waiting for Jinghong to ask, he asked himself, "Jinghong Tenth Uncle, the welfare treatment of your highest guard bureau should be pretty good, right"

"So-so, what are you asking all this for"

Just as Jing Hong's tense mood was finally relaxing, Li Nanfang's question suddenly made her heart race again.

Others don't know what Li Nanfang's temper is like, but Jinghong does.

This person is definitely the type who, after being wronged, will make sure the other party pays double.

I just forced him to do something he didn't want to do, this is making up for it, right

Jīnghóng mìng really wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but she was afraid that Li Nánfāng would do something even more outrageous. She could only listen seriously.

"Uncle Jinghong, you certainly know why I returned to the country this time. It's because of my company. My company is in trouble now, and as an elder, shouldn't you lend a hand"

"How can I help you"

Jing Hong felt a little unsure of Li Nanfang's intentions. He was running a company that sold excess baggage; no matter how big the difficulties were, he wouldn't have to involve the highest security bureau for help, would he

How can I help

"Could he possibly be made to buy sacrificial offerings as a blessing — "

"Brother Jinghong, the new year is coming soon. Why don't you buy some black bass from the south to bring back It could be considered a treat for your subordinates, and a way to improve the welfare benefits of your comrades in the highest security bureau. What do you think, is my suggestion not bad"

Just as Jing Hong Ming was about to guess a possibility, Li Nanfang directly stated it.

Even Jing Hong, the bureau chief who had weathered countless storms, took a while to process the information in those words.

"You want me to buy your leftovers as a benefit for your subordinates"

“That’s right, Uncle Jing Hong. Don’t you have twelve Golden Hairpins and thirteen Protectors under your command The Golden Hairpin girls always need some cute clothes to wear when they go shopping. And the Protectors are also reaching the age where they should find girlfriends. My Southern Hei Yu is definitely the best gift for female friends—”

"Get out of here, you little brat! Go as far away from me as possible!"

Jing Hong was so angry that her mouth almost twisted out of shape. She didn't even let Li Nanfang finish speaking before she directly interrupted him with a furious scolding.

Allow me, the director of the highest guard bureau, to give some extra rations as a benefit to my subordinates. Shame on this kid for coming up with such an idea.

Are you crazy They wouldn't even buy that kind of thing as a perk at, like, some small town police station, let alone the highest security agency.

Jing Hong pretended to hang up the phone, refusing to listen to Li Nanfang's nonsense any longer.

But before he could even move his phone away from his ear, he heard Li Nanan's slow and drawling voice on the other end: "Oh, well, I won't have time to see anyone for a while. I'm very busy."

With a loud bang, Director Jing Hong slammed his fist on the table, causing the teacups beside him to shake several centimeters high.

He had been a ruthless figure in the Jianghu for so many years, when had he ever been threatened by anyone else.

Today, I was threatened by Shen Qingwu and Li Nanfang in succession. Both of them used the same tactic: a soft knife that cuts without visible wounds.

Is it tolerable, what is intolerable

Okay, gimme one.

Jing Hongming actually endured it, and even took the initiative to ask for a remnant of jade.

At that moment, Li Nanfang wished he could teleport through the phone just to see Jing Hong's tenth uncle's facial expressions.

However, to be a successful businessman, how can one express their emotions during business dealings That is very detrimental to the outcome of negotiations.

So, Boss Li said calmly, "I've never done business with things like this before. Uncle Jing Hong, you don't know how I use both day and night in the south for this kind of black extra."

"Cut the crap!"

"Alright, alright, I'll cut to the chase. But the municipal government in Qingshan City even bought a thousand Southern Black Yushu back for employees as benefits. Your top security bureau can't be worse than a local city hall, right"

As a qualified conscientious businessman, Boss Li would never say black is white. He would only paint it blacker and blacker.

With diligent effort and skillful manipulation, a thousand transformations arise from one, elevating Jing Hong to an esteemed position.

Jing Hong was so upset that she was about to spit blood.

Thankfully, he was a seasoned veteran. If this were on some naive youngsters, Li Nanfang's two sentences would have been enough to make them agree immediately and pay him tens of thousands.

"I have no money."

Jin Hong mumbled a word in resignation.

Li Nanshan's face also fell.

Don't look at it as just three simple words, but when someone like Jing Hong's tenth uncle says it, there's a lot of subtext implied.

That means: "Your remaining bounty, I'm taking it. But you better not try to take advantage of me and overcharge. Don't think I don't know how much that worthless Southern Black bounty is worth. Just give me a number, don't waste any more time here."

Understanding the meaning behind these veiled words, Boss Li didn't dare to continue haggling. He quickly said, "One hundred then, I'll give Brother Jinghong a discount. We'll ship it out immediately and deliver it straight to your home."

"Okay."

At this point, Jinghong didn't want to hear Li Nanzhang's voice anymore. She immediately ended the call and massaged her Tai-Ci acupoint for a long time before calming down the anger in her heart.

He just looked down at the phone on the table, and his mood became complicated again.

Apart from dealing with Shen Qingwu and Li Nanshan, there was another task that troubled him greatly.

Hányèshén should let Yǔezǐtóng know about his plan to visit Línánfāng.

Heaven knows what kind of trouble the youngest female head in history will stir up after finding out about this.

Thinking of this, Jinghong’s head started aching again.

He slammed his fist on the table, and temporarily held back from calling. He strode out of the office and headed towards the guard post's firearms training room.

Only by feeling the sensation of a bullet being ejected from the barrel could he vent his pent-up frustration.

Darkness fell deeper and deeper.

After firing countless magazines, Jing Hong's mood finally felt much better.

As soon as he thought of Yue Zichong, he got a headache. He simply went home and asked his wife to make noodles to deal with it.

Conversations between women tend to resolve issues better.

Director Jing Hong felt she had come up with a brilliant plan and drove home.

The moment I stepped into the house, I was startled by a huge pile of leftovers in the living room.

“Jing Hong Ming, this is the first time you've ever bought me a gift. We've been married for so many years and I've never seen you be romantic. But what are you going to do with all these extra dresses Did you see someone else's little girl wearing them and think they looked amazing”

Mrs. Jinghong sat on the sofa, holding a piece of black jade in her hand, and turned her head to look at Jinghong's life up and down.

Jīnghóng mìncā diǎn yī tóu cāi dào guò shàng.

In just a few hours, Li Nanfang really delivered 100 more red envelopes to the door

Even spaceships aren't this fast!

At that moment of stunned silence, she felt a cold gaze upon her. Jing Hong hurriedly stepped forward: "Wife, let me explain."

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