“That’s easy. The person who came this time is Cheng Qiang, the son of Cheng Tao, the head of the Cheng family. He’s a powder keg; he’ll explode at the slightest provocation,” Gu Manyun said. “It will be too easy for him to find an excuse then.”
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go back." Ye Xingchen stubbed out his cigarette. "It would be even better if the Cheng family came to us. If we don't eliminate them sooner or later, they'll eventually have to rely on the Liang family, so we need to act quickly."
"You're even crazier than me." Gu Manyun gave Ye Xingchen a deep look and started driving.
In an office in the central warehouse of the logistics park.
Gu Manyun's territory in Hedong is not very large, and she did not previously run entertainment venues; the logistics park is her largest business.
She didn't have a place to deal with clients, so her office was rather simple.
The small area enclosed in the warehouse, about thirty square meters, was simply furnished with an office desk and a solid wood tea table.
The tea set on display is quite nice, and it even has a golden toad tea pet on it.
A bald man with a scar on his face sat at the tea table. He grabbed a handful of tea leaves, put them in the teapot, and then casually brewed a pot of tea.
This handful of tea leaves is top-grade Mao Feng; if he grabs a whole bunch, it's probably worth over ten thousand yuan.
Moreover, the bald man knew nothing about tea ceremony. With such fine tea leaves and top-notch teaware, he was just casually brewing tea, which was quite like a cow chewing on a peony.
The bald man was Gu Manyun's subordinate. Although he looked fierce, he had a refined-sounding name: "Han Wenhong".
She was one of the earliest people to join Gu Manyun. Although he wouldn't dare say he deserves half the credit for the Fengwu Chamber of Commerce's rise to power, he certainly played a significant role in it.
The scars on his face and the dozen or so wounds on his body are all symbols of his desperate struggle for the Fengwu Chamber of Commerce.
Late at night, this guy was in his office, holding a handful of Mao Feng tea leaves and brewing a pot of tea. He was patiently waiting for Gu Manyun to come over.
Gu Manyun and Ye Xingchen walked to the office door, where dozens of thugs stood. Upon seeing Gu Manyun, they bowed respectfully and said, "President Yun."
Gu Manyun glanced at them coldly: "Why aren't you resting in the middle of the night? What are you doing here? Disperse."
The group of people looked at each other, seemingly a little afraid of Gu Manyun, yet they did not obey her orders.
"What do you mean?" Gu Manyun's face turned slightly cold.
"I'll handle this." Ye Xingchen stepped in front of her and asked, "Who's inside?"
"It's President Han," one of the thugs answered cautiously.
"Han Wenhong? What's he doing here?" Gu Manyun's face grew even colder.
No one answered. The group neither left nor went inside, and they just stood there in a standoff.
"Don't ask anymore, it's a coup." Ye Xingchen said calmly, "Your capable subordinate, a veteran who fought alongside you to build this empire, may have grievances against you now, may want a bigger share, or... he may be acting on someone else's orders."
Gu Manyun's expression grew even colder as she pushed open the door and entered.
Only Han Wenhong was drinking tea inside. When he saw her come in, he said with a forced smile, "President Yun, you've arrived? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Wasn't Cheng Qiang supposed to come and talk to me? Where is he?" Gu Manyun looked around but didn't find anyone else in the room.
"Hehe, Mr. Yun, there's no need to look anymore. There's no one else here except me." Han Wenhong laughed. "Originally, Mr. Cheng wanted to come and talk to you in person, but that would have seemed a bit abrupt."
"That's why I came here first to talk to you and to give you some mental preparation."
"When did you pledge allegiance to him?" Gu Manyun suppressed her anger and tried her best to appear calm.
“I started working for President Cheng five years ago,” Han Wenshi said slowly, pouring himself a cup of tea.
"Five years ago..." Gu Manyun could no longer suppress her anger.
She has always trusted Han Moon-sik, firstly because he has been with her for a long time, and secondly because he has made many contributions.
But she never expected that the person she had always trusted was actually a pawn planted by He Dongcheng's family.
“That’s right, five years ago.” Han Wenhong put down his cup.
"Why? Is it because I haven't given you enough, or because I don't trust you enough?" Gu Manyun's heart gradually calmed down.
"You've given me a lot. One-fifth of the Fengwu Chamber of Commerce's profits went to me. You trust me a lot, after all, I'm the one who helped you expand your territory," Han Wenhong said with a smile.
"Then why did you do this to me?" Gu Manyun was very puzzled.
"There's no other reason than that President Cheng gave more," Han Wenhong said casually.
"Heh, you've been hiding by my side for five years. You could have continued to hide, but why did you choose to show yourself now? I wouldn't have noticed if you had been hiding by my side."
“Originally, Mr. Cheng wanted me to continue working for him here, but I got annoyed and tired.” Han Wenhong shook his head: “Besides, you don’t trust me anymore.”
"What makes you say that? You don't trust me?" Gu Manyun felt somewhat bewildered.
"Mr. Yun, stop pretending. My sixth sense is never wrong," Han Wenhong said leisurely. "You've already started to doubt me, haven't you?"
“Now that the Prosperous Chamber of Commerce has been destroyed by us, the brothers who fought alongside you have all been allocated good territories, but what about me?” Han Wenhong picked up a cup and played with it over and over in his hand.
"I'll still be in charge of the same business as before. You only think of me when it's time to expand the territory, but you send me far away when it's time to divide up the land."
"The reason I put you in charge of the previous business is because those things are the core of our Fengwu Chamber of Commerce." Gu Manyun was so angry that she almost laughed, but she was now at peace with it.
In this world where self-interest reigns supreme, let's not talk about who betrayed whom. If someone betrays you, it means you haven't given them enough.
If a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth.
It's fine if Han Wenhong seeks refuge with others; let him be.
"Core? We've come this far, stop with the hypocrisy, okay?" Han Wenhong loosened his grip, and the expensive tea set in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.
"Just say it, what do you want?" Gu Manyun sat down at her desk and lit a cigarette.
She knew there was no point in arguing with this guy; his actions made it clear that he was here to break off all pretense of civility. Loyalty? Sorry, how much is loyalty worth?
"I'm here today on behalf of my new employer to have a talk with you," Han Wenhong said with a forced smile.
"What do you want to talk about?" Gu Manyun glanced at him.
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