"Who are you?"
Fan Mingzhu stared at Wen Liang intently, her hand holding the knife trembling slightly, and the sound was like a shovel scratching across the cement floor, making a sharp and piercing sound. Tang Ye's heart suddenly rose to her throat. Fan Mingzhu's nerves were stretched to the extreme. Wen Liang's careless words might be the last straw that broke the camel's back, but she dared not move. She could only wink at Wen Huaiming, hoping that he would come forward to stop his son's reckless behavior - such a thing, can you, a lustful dandy, solve it
But her eyes almost popped out, but Wen Huaiming didn't react at all. He stood silently behind Wen Liang and gave up control of the situation in the room. What reason could make a shrewd and capable father give way to a boy who was ignorant, naive and absurd in the eyes of outsiders? What's more terrifying is that this scene, which should have been full of weird flavor after the role exchange, makes people feel it's natural!
At a certain moment, Tang Ye seemed to have caught something! However, considering that Wen Liang's appearance was really abrupt, and Guan Shan's "slip of the tongue" last time was too profound, Tang Ye's impression of him was still basically stuck on words like "lustful" and "dandy", so she couldn't risk Wen Liang talking nonsense again, because if he said something nonsense and Fan Mingzhu took it seriously, and someone died, not only would Wen Huaiming be implicated, but she would also be in trouble.
"Wen Liang, shut up!" Tang Ye yelled, then turned to Fan Mingzhu with a gloomy face and said, "He is Secretary Wen's son, ignore him! Mingzhu, listen to your sister, don't make a fuss today. Secretary Wen just expressed his attitude. At least things are changing for the better. Let's calm down first. There is still room for discussion in the future..."
Wen Liang's eyelids twitched. He wanted to fool around first to see how things went. If he could stun Fan Mingzhu, it would be best to help Wen Huaiming escape without a fight. But Tang Ye exposed his identity, which would definitely greatly reduce the deterrent effect on Fan Mingzhu. He wanted to continue to be a T and attract hatred, and it would not work to smile and talk. However, as the saying goes, the more you know, the less panic you will face. In his previous life, Wen Liang had been in various occasions in the capital, and he had seen many high-quality shrews like Fan Mingzhu who had knowledge, appearance, and wealth, so he had experience in dealing with them.
He suddenly took two steps forward, and Tang Ye suddenly realized that Wen Liang was like a different person. He stared at Fan Mingzhu with deep eyes, and his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. The sharp aura he had cultivated since his rebirth between black and white was immediately apparent. He said coldly, "Miss Fan, a forced melon is not sweet. Even if you force my father to agree today, we can still turn our faces and deny it after we leave this room. You have to think clearly about the pros and cons first!"
Fan Mingzhu really felt like she was going crazy. She had finally contacted Wen Huaiming through Tang Ye, and naturally didn't want to make things this bad. But after a few words, Wen Huaiming's tough attitude ruthlessly killed all her hopes. She had no choice but to take a risky move, risking her face and dignity, and trying to use her official reputation to force him to submit.
She knew very well that this was almost always the Achilles' heel of any young official with a promising future. The effect was immediate, Wen Huaiming was in a dilemma, and his tone was loose. If she used more force, she might drag him down. However, she did not expect that man's plans were not as good as God's plans. This unknown guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and disrupted the atmosphere she had created.
And this bragging fellow was actually Wen Huaiming's son? Wen Huaiming was in his thirties, how old could his son be, sixteen or seventeen
Fan Mingzhu had already thrown away all her self-esteem when she threw herself into that man's arms, but at this moment she still felt deeply humiliated and taunted, "Wen Huaiming, so you let a brat speak for you?"
The truth always comes out when one is least expecting it. Wen Huaiming has been in the political world for a long time, so one can imagine how thick his skin is. He said calmly, "Although my son is young, he knows right from wrong. If you really want to save Boss Fan, why not listen to what he has to say!"
Wen Liang took another step forward and said, "Look, the problem is back to us. There is no such thing as a one-time deal in the world. You ask for a high price, and I pay you back. It's better for everyone if we can negotiate!"
"Stop, don't come over here!" Fan Mingzhu didn't know what tricks Wen Huaiming was trying to play by pushing her son in front of her, but as long as she had set the conditions, she wasn't afraid of their trickery. She bit her lip and said, "Okay, as long as Secretary-General Wen is willing to accept this bank card and promise to release my father on medical parole within a year, Mingzhu will immediately kneel down and apologize to the two of you, and accept any beatings or punishments!"
"Okay, we agree!" Wen Liang clapped his hands, picked up the bank card from the table, nodded to Wen Huaiming, and said, "Have fun, you two. We'll go first."
At this time we can see the difference between Wen Liang and Wen Huaiming. At first, Wen Huaiming refused to pretend to agree to Fan Mingzhu's conditions because he had his own principles and persistence. He was disdainful and unwilling to use such a feigned method to get out of the situation. However, Wen Liang was too smooth. Getting out of the situation was the most important thing, and everything else was secondary. He would hand over the money directly to the Discipline Inspection Commission and maybe he could even be awarded as a model of integrity and civilization. It was no big deal.
"Wait a minute," Fan Mingzhu laughed in anger, "You really think I'm an idiot, don't you? If I just leave like this, what if, like you said, I turn my back on you after I leave the house?"
"What do you think, Miss Fan?"
Fan Mingzhu was indeed well prepared. She motioned for Wen Liang to take out a pen and paper from her handbag on the corner of the sofa and said, "Since I took 500,000 yuan, it's not too much to write an IOU, right? But don't worry, the day my father walks out of jail, this note will be returned to its original owner."
Bribery is common, and the tricks are usually hidden under the table. Fan Mingzhu is the first one to dare to ask the bribee to write an IOU. Tang Ye thought, this method is really stupid. If Wen Huaiming agrees, he will be even more stupid than you.
"Fan Mingzhu, don't push your luck!" Wen Liang's face darkened, he shook the bank card in his hand, threw it at Fan Mingzhu's feet, took the opportunity to take three steps forward, and said, "Five hundred thousand, it really scared me! Let me tell you clearly, it's not a big deal to say a good word for Fan Hengan. If you are willing to put in some effort and follow the rules, my dad may not be stingy to help you. But only a fool with a donkey's head would use such a method that hurts others and does not benefit himself. If I agree to this, I really think I'm afraid of you."
Fan Mingzhu didn't expect Wen Liang to suddenly turn hostile. Since Fan Heng'an became rich, this was the first time a stranger dared to scold her in person. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She shouted, "Okay, then wait for Wen Huaiming to be ruined..."
Before she could finish her threat, Wen Liang interrupted her: "Disgraced? Ha, that's why I call you a fool - aren't you curious why I'm here?"
Fan Mingzhu was completely controlled by Wen Liang and forgot to continue threatening him. She couldn't help but think in her mind: Yeah, why is he here
Tang Ye also pricked up her ears. She was indeed curious about how Wen Liang could appear here at just the right moment.
"My dad had expected that you would have a Hongmen Banquet today, and that you might play some tricks, so he brought me along just in case... Don't you understand? As long as I'm here, who would believe the nonsense you made up?"
Tang Ye suddenly realized, yes, no one would be stupid enough to come out to extort money and molest a woman with her son. If this is said out, even the people in Dandelion will not believe it, let alone people outside. But at that time, Wen Huaiming should not have known about Fan Mingzhu's existence. Well, he... He has always been wary of me...
"Even if we take a step back, what if it's really what you want?" Wen Liang took another step forward, not giving Fan Mingzhu a chance to breathe, and said with sharp words, "My father will at most lose some time. When the storm has passed, will his promotion really be affected by a so-called scandal that is completely fabricated and has no substantiation?"
"Oh," Wen Liang spread his hands and sneered, "I forgot to remind you that he was promoted to director just a few days ago and he's not in a hurry at all!" He bullied Fan Mingzhu, a woman who might not understand the rules of officialdom. With Wen Huaiming's current status, he would definitely be promoted exceptionally. If Fan Mingzhu really threw dirty water on him and delayed him for two more years, the price he would pay would be heavy.
Fan Mingzhu was in a state of confusion. Every word Wen Liang said hit her weak spot. The hand holding the knife seemed to be filled with lead. She used all her strength to barely keep it from falling. She sneered, "You talk nicely, but you are actually not afraid. Otherwise, why don't you just turn around and leave? Why are you still talking nonsense?"
"I stayed here to see how an idiot who thinks he's smart drives his father to death step by step!"
Fan Mingzhu's eyes widened and asked, "What?"
"That's why I say you're an idiot!" Wen Liang was determined to break her psychological defenses completely, and he spoke mercilessly. "What you did today has broken the rules of officialdom. If you really make a big deal out of it, who will dare to take your money and do your work in the future? Poor Boss Fan has been in prison for more than ten years. If he had his sentence commuted, he could have spent his old age out there. But because of your nonsense, he will have to wait for the end of his life in prison!"
Fan Mingzhu's heart trembled, and he shouted fiercely: "I have a way to change the death penalty to life imprisonment, and I have a way to rescue him!"
"Do you have a way?" Wen Liang smiled disdainfully, and said with every word: "To paraphrase what you said just now, if you really have a way, why would you still be here to fight with us? If my guess is correct, there are only two reasons why you are so impulsive today: either the person you rely on is not enough to influence the situation in Qingzhou, or the other party is too lazy to care about your little thing, so you are so anxious and so radical..."
Fan Mingzhu's eyes revealed an unconcealed look of fear. Wen Liang immediately understood what was going on. He took another step forward and faced Fan Mingzhu face to face. He leaned over to her ear and whispered, "He doesn't want you anymore, right?"
“You… you…”
Fan Mingzhu's courage and confidence finally dissipated. Her wrist loosened and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a crash. The blade reflected the light from the ceiling, making the whole room as cold as the moon!