In the private room on the third floor of the Guangming Road Cantonese restaurant, the faint scent of sandalwood permeated the room. The sea of tea placed on the solid wooden table emitted steaming hot air. Su Tiannan and Wang Daolin sat opposite each other. The atmosphere was very quiet, but their hearts were in a state of confusion.
Su Tiannan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He continued softly, "Uncle Wang, you and my father are old comrades who have carried guns together. As a junior, I dare not hide anything in my heart. There are no outsiders here, so let's speak frankly."
Wang Daolin held the teacup, his face solemn, and said nothing.
"I will hand over Lufeng's henchmen to you. You will put some pressure on Changqing Company and pretend to investigate the case strictly to force them to lose their composure. Then you can cooperate with the Liu, Bai and Kong families to gain momentum. I don't ask for a comeback, I just hope that my father can be released from prison safely." Su Tiannan said bluntly: "If this is successful and the Su family's business is preserved, I will hand over 30% of the company's annual profits. And I believe that the Liu, Bai and Kong families will definitely be willing to pay this incense money."
"Haha." Wang Daolin grinned: "Do you think that I am willing to meet you these days just because I want to take advantage of your family's dividends?"
"Of course not. I know that you value the comradeship with my father." Su Tiannan immediately replied, "Paying 30% interest is just a token of our appreciation. It doesn't matter whether you appreciate it or not, but I have to do it."
Wang Daolin quickly thought about what Su Tiannan said, slowly put down his teacup and said, "Changqing Company's contact in the Environmental Sanitation Management Committee is Zheng Fuan. Zheng Fuan has a brother-in-law named Li Xing. He is the director of the Anti-Smuggling Crime Division of the Longcheng Police Station and is also a member of the Fuzhou Chamber of Commerce. My office and Li Xing's are separated by only one door. Every day when the police station starts working, we can meet each other. When we are free, we will sit down and drink some tea and chat."
Su Tiannan was stunned when he heard this.
"Xiao Nan, many things can't be solved by money and feelings." Wang Daolin sighed and said, "If I want to help you, then help me calculate how many people I have offended?"
Su Tiannan was speechless.
"Even if we don't consider offending people, we still have to be respectful and follow the rules when doing things within the system." Wang Daolin continued, "Changqing Company has not offended me, and it has not touched the interests of our group. If I rashly help, it would be a political provocation! And the most annoying thing in the system is troublemakers. If I take the initiative to cause trouble and can't get it over with, my friends might not support me."
Su Tiannan was silent.
"I still suggest you give in first, hand in your debt, and rescue your father. There are many members of your Su family, and it won't be difficult to survive even if you don't do the sanitation business." Wang Daolin persuaded softly, "As adults, you should compromise when necessary."
"I understand what you mean." Su Tiannan was unwilling, but Wang Daolin had made his words very clear. If he continued to nag, it would only increase other people's disgust.
The conversation reached this point, and the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward. Just as Su Tiannan was about to get up and pour tea for the other party, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Sorry, Uncle Wang, I have to take a call." Su Tiannan stood up and said.
Wang Daolin nodded slightly in response.
Su Tiannan left the box and answered the phone in the corridor: "Hello?"
"How did the talk go, brother?" Su Tianyu's voice rang out.
"There's no way to reach an agreement. I've already offered a price of 30% profit per year, but he still refuses to help." Su Tiannan replied with a sigh.
"What about more?"
"I don't think it's about money." Su Tiannan shook his head: "He has already made it clear that Changqing Company's network of relationships is very complicated. If he rashly gets involved, it would be an act of political provocation, which is neither reasonable nor brainless."
"Okay, then we'll talk when you come back."
"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back." Su Tiannan responded and hung up the phone.
In the corridor of the Cantonese restaurant decorated in an antique style, Su Tiannan's mind was very complicated at the moment, and he even felt a little regretful.
After laying the groundwork for so long, Wang Daolin still didn't take the initiative to help, which means that the Su family's current situation has become even more embarrassing. The judicial department has no connections to help speak and operate, so in the end, they can only rely on public opinion pressure to influence the judiciary. But doing so is undoubtedly very risky. If things don't work out, the old man will be sentenced to a heavier penalty. Because for the police department, if you organize workers to strike, it will cause a lot of trouble for the leaders and put a lot of eye drops.
Thinking of this, Su Tiannan felt that Tianyu was still too radical and immature, and that he had listened to his advice and was now in trouble.
"well."
Su Tiannan sighed, pushed the door and walked into the box, forced a smile and said, "Uncle Wang, shall we retreat?"
"Okay." Wang Daolin was a very elegant and shrewd old man. When facing the younger Su Tiannan, he also showed great respect to the other party. He did not stand up until the other party said to leave.
The two of them left the box together. Wang Daolin put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Xiao Nan, I still say the same thing. If your Su family is ready to compromise and hand over the plate, you can give me a heads up in advance. I'll come out and sit with Li Xing later. He should still be able to give me some face. At least your father won't be sentenced to a heavy sentence. He will be out in a year or two at most."
"Yes, yes, I'll go back and discuss it with my family." Su Tiannan nodded in response.
Just as the two were talking in a low voice, a man suddenly walked up from the stairs. He was wearing a baseball cap, with his head lowered, and walked quickly towards Su Tiannan.
Wang Daolin was talking at the moment and did not notice the man. Instead, it was the absent-minded Su Tiannan who saw him first.
The man walked very fast, and in about two breaths he was in front of the two. Su Tiannan felt that he was dressed a little strangely, and he kept his head down when walking, so he instinctively pulled Wang Daolin back a step.
Fortunately, Su Tiannan reacted in advance, because when the other party got very close to them, he instantly pulled out a black pistol.
Su Tiannan was so frightened that his face turned pale. He instinctively reached out and grabbed the other person's arm: "Uncle Wang, he has a gun!"
Wang Daolin was also stunned. He took a step back suddenly and his back hit the wall with a bang.
At this moment, Su Tiannan used all his strength, holding down the opponent's wrist holding the gun with both hands and dealing with him.
The gangster got anxious and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A clear gunshot rang out, and the entire hotel fell silent for a moment. Screams and shouts followed, spreading throughout the third floor.
In the corridor, Su Tiannan grabbed the bandit's hand and fought with him. The two men's bodies hit the wall of the corridor and they reached the stairs while fighting.
“Bang!”
The bandit raised his knee and hit Su Tiannan directly in the abdomen. The latter loosened his hands slightly in pain.
At this moment, a strange scene happened. The bandit had his back to Wang Daolin. Although he had an opportunity to shoot, he pressed Su Tiannan's collar with his left hand and tried to push him downstairs.
Su Tiannan leaned his back against the stair railing, staring at the bandit, and suddenly he was stunned.
The gangster exerted force with his left hand and held the gun with his right hand, as if he was deliberately pointing the gun away, preparing to pull the trigger.
“Bang!”
At this moment, Su Tiannan suddenly grabbed the gangster's gun and moved the muzzle towards the edge of his left abdomen.
This stunned the bandit. He obviously hesitated for a moment, but his body still faced away from Wang Daolin.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, blood spurted out of Su Tiannan's abdomen, and his whole body flipped over the stair railing and fell downstairs.
The gangster reacted and started chasing with a gun, jumping down six or seven stairs. Seeing that Su Tiannan had fallen heavily at the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, he raised his arm and shot without hesitation.
Three more gunshots rang out, and the second floor was in chaos.
The robber wanted to chase him with a gun, but then he saw Wang Daolin's driver rushing into the hall with a police gun.
“Mad!”
The gangster cursed and turned around and ran back to the third floor without hesitation.
In the corridor, Wang Daolin, who had just reacted, ran to the door of a private room, panting, ready to rush in to avoid the criminals, because there was no other place to run around. But he didn't expect that the guests in the room were very righteous and directly blocked the door.
"M, open the door!" Wang Daolin yelled.
The bandit rushed over and stood beside Wang Daolin. The two looked at each other, one with his face covered and the other with sweat all over his forehead.
"Brother, it has nothing to do with me." Wang Daolin raised his hand calmly, but his voice was trembling when he spoke.
The gangster looked at him and suddenly raised his arm and pulled the trigger of his pistol.
“Kang kang kang!”
After three gunshots, Wang Daolin was frightened out of his wits and collapsed to the ground.
After firing the gun, the criminal turned and ran, rushing to the end of the corridor, opening the window with a swift movement, and jumping down. His body landed on the staff steps outside the second floor, and he supported himself with his left hand on the stair railing, jumped to the first floor again, fled along the alley, and disappeared within seconds.
In the corridor, Wang Daolin was covered in sweat and gasping for breath. He kept touching his head with both hands, but found that there was not a single trace of blood.
After recovering a little, Wang Daolin looked up and saw three very neatly arranged bullet holes in a row above his head where he had just stood.
Negative emotions such as fear, terror, and anger instantly filled Wang Daolin's heart.
A director-level cadre of the Longcheng Police Department was attacked by armed gangsters while having dinner with friends at night!
This kind of thing has to be exposed, and a storm has already landed in Longcheng.
…
About half an hour later, on a cliff by the sea, the bandits skillfully disassembled the gun and threw it into the sea along with the remaining bullets.
Ten minutes later, the bandits arrived at the second stop, threw their clothes, shoes, baseball caps, masks and other items next to a reservoir and set them on fire. After they were completely burned, they used branches to scoop all the ashes into the water and wash them away.
…
At the same time, the Cantonese restaurant on Guangming Road has stopped operating, and there are police cars and police officers inside and outside the house.
Wang Daolin and Su Tiannan, who was shot in the abdomen, have been taken to the hospital.
Several middle-level leaders from the Northeast Gang of the Police Department came to visit Wang Daolin and started cursing before they even entered the house.
"Fuck, Changqing Company is really tired of living! You messed with Su Tiannan, and even his fucking director dared to collapse with him, right?"
“Too floating!”
“…!”
Everyone chatted and walked into the house.
Wang Daolin was not injured, but he looked at everyone with great fear and said, "Damn it, that gangster knew me. He deliberately shot me in the head three times. What does that mean? It's a warning!"
…
Zhanan District.
Lu Feng made countless phone calls, but still hasn't found his Iron Blood Warrior floral shirt.
"Where can this person go?" Lu Feng was almost going crazy. He sat on the sofa and yelled in a very bad mood: "Are you all dead? Hurry up and keep contacting me!"
At this time, a smart henchman weakly raised his hand and said, "I still think the person is in the Su family's garbage dump, otherwise Ah Mingzi would not have contacted us. Brother Feng, I think it would be better if we let Chief Li of the Police Department go to the Su family to ask for the person. If the person is there, they will definitely not dare to refuse to give it to us."
“Bang!”
Lu Feng jumped up and kicked him: "Are you fucking idiot?! Why don't you just persuade me to report the case? Is it possible for Li Xing to do this for you? If he goes to ask for the people, wouldn't it be indirectly admitting to the outside world that the people who smashed and looted were sent by us?"
The henchman was kicked so hard that he dared not say a word. Lu Feng loosened his collar and was about to give a few instructions when the phone on the table rang.
"Hello?"
“… Lu Feng, what the hell are you thinking?! It’s fine if you send a shooter to snipe Su Tiannan, but why did you attack Wang Daolin? Are you tired of living?!” Li Xing’s angry voice rang out.
Lu Feng looked confused: "Are you talking about Sen?!"
…
On a road in Zhannan District, under dim streetlights, a gangster strolled over, revealing his face under the light. He was none other than Su's dog Liuzi.