"Hey! Wait a minute!"

"Don't go!"

"Old Han, slow down, wait for me!"

Han Fei strode forward, completely ignoring Old Gu who was calling for help behind him.

Old Gu, panting, said, "The big leader is extremely busy; don't bother him with everything."

Han Fei stopped in his tracks.

Caught off guard, Old Gu bumped into Han Fei's back: "Old Han, why did you suddenly stop walking again?"

Han Fei turned to look at Old Gu, who was rubbing his forehead, and said with a sigh, "You're right. We shouldn't go to him for everything."

"Hey, Lao Han, how about we cooperate and split it 50/50?"

Old Gu smiled, his face crinkling with wrinkles, and held out both palms.

"Fine, you arrange for someone to pretend to have arrested me, and you, you'll act like those old bastards and betray your country—"

"Old Han, you can't say things like that!" Old Gu hurriedly covered Han Fei's mouth.

Han Fei slapped his hand away: "Did you not wash your hands? You smell salty."

"Hehe!" Old Gu lowered his voice: "The words 'treason' cannot be uttered lightly; it's extremely disrespectful!"

"Where's your carefree attitude? Running away from home again?"

Old Gu coughed lightly: "I have selective episodes of madness, it's only in stages, not all the time."

"Fine, you have the right to interpret this."

“Old Gu, I can’t go in person. Everyone knows that I, Old Gu, live and die with the country. There’s no way I would do anything to betray the country. Even if I pretended, I couldn’t. No one would believe me.”

"Then you arrange for someone to do it."

"My grandson."

"Uh...you're such a good grandfather, even when you're messing with your grandson, you're not this bad!"

"You don't understand. Sending anyone carries risks. 20 billion US dollars is enough to make a steadfast patriotic young man make a mistake, but sending my grandson is different. The money can be transferred to my account, he won't get it, and no one will suspect that I'm behind it. After all, who would risk their own grandson? They'll just think my grandson is a greedy brat who betrayed his grandfather and the country, a despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

Han Fei: "...I really pity Gu Zhan. Having a grandfather like you is truly his 'blessing'!"

Old Master Gu nodded solemnly: "It is indeed a blessing that he was able to be reborn into our Gu family."

Han Fei's lips twitched: "Old Gu, are you serious?"

"There is no better candidate than Xiao Zhan."

Han Fei pondered for a moment and then said, "It's not that there aren't more suitable candidates."

"Are there any more suitable candidates?" Old Gu asked, puzzled.

Han Fei pointed to himself and laughed, "My grandson, what do you think?"

"Old Han! You've done something even worse than me! My grandson's actions were at most driven by greed, harming a patriot like you. But your grandson's involvement is utterly heartless, harming his own grandfather!"

"This strong medicine makes people more convinced."

"Old Han, are you serious?"

“You were serious just now, so naturally I’m serious this time too.”

"Let me think... Which of your grandsons would you choose?"

"My eldest grandson."

Why him?

“Those people will definitely suspect something is amiss, and they will naturally investigate the relationship between me and my eldest grandson. Initially, my relationship with my eldest grandson was very bad. He resented me for not returning to the village to acknowledge my grandmother sooner, and he blamed me for letting down his grandmother. He harbored hatred towards me. Although we have now reconciled, not many outsiders know the truth. What those people find out is that my eldest grandson and I are not on good terms, and that my eldest grandson hates me, so he sold me out. It's not surprising.”

"Ah, this..." Old Gu stroked his chin: "I can only say that you have thought of everything."

...

Old Gu met with Han Chengda.

Upon returning, Han Chengda stormed off to Han Fei's study.

"Grandpa, how could you do this!"

Han Fei, with his eyes half-closed, sipped his tea leisurely: "Come, try some of the new tea from the tea garden."

Han Chengda arrived in a huff, but upon seeing his grandfather's leisurely demeanor, his temper subsided by half. He sat down and reached out to pick up a cup of tea.

The tea wasn't too hot, so it must have cooled down a bit before being prepared especially for him.

Grandpa, did you know I would come looking for you?

"Old Gu called me."

"How could you make me do such a heinous thing!"

"If I allow you to do it, it's not considered a major act of treason. Just give me the money later. This is how you show filial piety to your grandfather and earn money for him to spend."

"What kind of grandson gives his grandfather the money he got from selling him! Grandpa, how come you were sold out and you're still counting the money for him!"

"Wealth can move people's hearts, 20 billion US dollars!"

"Grandpa, you're not short of money! There's no need for you to earn money by selling yourself!"

"Having enough money and wanting more money are two different things. Besides, the thought of those who paid to capture or kill me, only to be swindled out of their money, and their angry expressions after learning the truth is exhilarating."

"Uh..." Han Chengda imagined it in his mind: if his grandfather got 20 billion M gold from them and then escaped alive, those people would be furious when they found out it was all a trap, losing both money and face! Indeed... it would be very satisfying!

Seeing his eldest grandson's eyes light up, Han Fei smiled and said, "How about it? How about you do a job with Grandpa? It's not like you're selling out Grandpa, it's like you're helping Grandpa get revenge. Are you in?"

"Cheers!" Han Chengda downed the cup of tea in one gulp.

...

High-level officials from various countries gathered once again for a video conference.

The representative of Xiao Ri Zi Kingdom said: "We have received news that Han Fei will be visiting our Xiao Ri Zi Kingdom soon."

What brings you here?

"Our country's salmon is world-famous, so naturally they want to cooperate with us. After all, they are in the food business, and how can they miss out on our country's salmon?"

"Heh, salmon is a delicacy, don't disgust people," an insider quipped.

The person in charge of this small-time job gave a cold, dismissive look: "Shut your mouth."

"You want me to shut up? I won't! I'm going to have a serious talk about your salmon. If you really have real salmon, fine, but what's your own? Counterfeit stuff, paint-eating monsters!"

"Nonsense! Believe me or not, I'll sue you for defamation."

"If you're so capable, try feeding them without your so-called researched feed and see if the fish fry grow up with gray flesh or orange flesh."

The man, whose eyes darted around, still stubbornly insisted, "Our salmon is all authentic salmon, and each one is highly nutritious, containing Omega-3 fatty acids..."

"Don't give me that nonsense. You're just trying to sell this garbage for a high price like gold. I didn't expect that Han Fei, who seems so shrewd, would be fooled by your salmon."

"Now that the Dan M representative has said that, I'm starting to have some doubts. Han Fei is a gourmet and a master chef; he should be quite strict about ingredients. How could he not know that there's a problem with the salmon?"

"You mean the information is wrong?" The representative of Xiao Rizi frowned, realizing something was amiss.

"Besides his offer to cooperate on the salmon business, what else do you know?"

"And sushi, he seems to want to come and learn how to make sushi."

"If it's about learning to make sushi, then the information might not be a problem. After all, a chef or gourmet with aspirations will always have a spirit of inquiry and continuous learning."

Representative Dan was confused, scratching his head: "Is the news true or false? Is Han Fei going to Japan or not?"