Chapter 651 Three Things
Du Changle shuddered violently, and all the fat on his body trembled violently.
He knew very well who the "hyenas" the congressman was referring to were.
On the surface, Councillor Zhang Deming and the faction behind him are the largest group of hyenas, ready to come up and bite at any time.
Lu Chenjia and Guangming Group may also be considered half-hearted. The profit-seeking nature of capital means that they may turn around and bite at any time.
In secret, there are those seemingly docile and harmless small factions or fence-sitters in the executive government. They may be obedient on weekdays, but once they get a whiff of blood in the wind and smell the opportunity to get a piece of the pie, they will immediately pounce on you like crazy.
They have been hungry for a long time and really want to eat meat...
Wang Xinfa holds a high position of power and has deep connections. Even though the hyenas are greedy, they are wary of him and dare not pounce on him and bite him.
Even if you really dare to bite him, you may not be able to bite him.
But what if... what if it was him, Du Changle, who was injured, bleeding, and exposed?
What if something went wrong during the investigation and the hyenas smelled the "blood" on Du Changle?
He couldn't imagine how many rounds this fat body of his could last.
The most terrifying thing is that the storm is about to come. At this time, if something goes wrong with someone, do you think the congressman will protect him or not?
Du Changle almost didn't think about it, and the answer sank into his heart like a cold piece of iron.
He gritted his teeth, and the fat on his cheeks tightened:
"Understood, Councillor, rest assured. I will act with care and not give those hyenas any chance."
Wang Xinfa made a neutral "hmm" sound from his nose, which meant he heard it.
The car fell silent again. Du Changle's heartbeat did not calm down after expressing his determination, but became even more intense.
Seeing that the councilor remained silent for a long time, Du Changle took a few deep breaths, and finally mustered up the courage to ask again:
"Member, there's one thing Changle doesn't understand, and I'd like to ask you to clarify it."
Wang Xinfa leaned back in his chair, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced over sideways, which was considered as tacit approval.
Du Changle seemed to have received permission and asked quickly:
"Since Madam Li is so reluctant to leave the Second Prison, and Qian Huan has woken up, why don't the councillors just go with the flow and fulfill Madam Li's wish?
In this way, Madam Li and Qian Huan will definitely continue to be grateful to the councillor..."
Du Changle must figure out this issue. Only through this issue can he understand the parliamentarian's true attitude towards Li Hanyu and her son.
And this attitude greatly determines the scale of his actions.
If he doesn't understand this attitude clearly, even if he investigates, he won't know to what extent he should investigate and how harsh the methods he can use.
After all, Qian Huan calls the congressman "Dad".
These days, it's really hard to do anything, even harder than dancing on the edge of a knife.
If you want to get it done, you have to take every aspect into consideration. Otherwise, if you don't do it well, you will definitely die. If you do it too "well", you may... die even more.
If you want to get things done and want to climb up alive after finishing them, you must understand the minds of the big guys clearly. Any mistake will lead to a deep abyss.
Wang Xinfa acknowledged Du Changle's proposal, which seemed to make some sense on the surface.
If it was Lu Chenjia sitting in his position, there is a 99% chance that he would adopt this seemingly "win-win" suggestion.
The weakness of the merchant class determines that they are very flexible and can compromise at any time and place, and can exchange long-term interests for temporary concessions.
The inheritability of capital means they don’t need to rush for immediate gains; they have plenty of time to wait and plan.
But, Wang Xinfa is not Lu Chenjia. He is a powerful member of the Executive Yuan and a top member who is only one step away from the chief position.
He couldn't soften at all.
What he is fighting for is the day and night, this very moment, this ever-changing and fleeting power structure!
If he were a little softer and less competitive, the position of the next chief would fly away from him.
And with his current position, if he fails in the election and falls from the clouds... in the abyss of the power field of the Ninth District, will there be any chance for Wang Xinfa to survive?
Therefore, he could not retreat, not even a single step!
Externally, he cannot show weakness to Zhang Deming and his ilk; internally, he cannot compromise with Li Hanyu's behavior of trying to use "friendship" to kidnap him and challenge his absolute control.
The height he is at now means that the posture he displays must only move forward, not backward.
Taking a step back is the beginning of being torn to pieces!
But it is impossible to truly understand this cruel truth unless you sit in this position.
Even if I tell you, you can only imagine it and it is impossible for you to really understand it, because you have no idea how many eyes are watching his every move with a magnifying glass, both in the light and in the dark.
Any sign of weakness on his part would be magnified infinitely, and would then lead to a frenzy among the hyenas.
Of course, Wang Xinfa couldn't and didn't bother to explain such a profound truth to a dog at his feet.
"oh?"
He just sneered, with the ending tone slightly rising, and said with a smile:
"So, according to you, if I don't agree, Li Hanyu and Qian Huan will bear a grudge against me. Hmm?"
Du Changle felt a chill that instantly froze his blood, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The congressman's mind was far more domineering and more... mean than he had imagined.
It was obvious that making the congressman dislike Li Hanyu was in the best interest of Du Changle, but for some reason, he couldn't be happy at the moment. Instead, he felt a chill in his heart.
Sure enough, the next second, he heard the councilor say coldly:
“If you want to be a dog, you must be aware of being a dog.
Only the bones the master rewards you with are yours; if the master doesn't give you any, you must swallow your saliva and not even have the thought of coveting them!
Wang Xinfa's voice suddenly turned stern:
"Li Hanyu...how dare she harbor such ulterior motives!"
Du Changle lowered his head, sweat dripping down his face. He felt guilty and thought the congressman's words were not only directed at Li Hanyu, but also a warning to himself.
Du Changle's throat spasmed and he swallowed hard.
"Member's advice is correct. Changle will definitely keep your teachings firmly in mind."
Wang Xinfa didn't continue to hit Du Changle. While the car was on the road, he asked:
"Tell me, how are you going to investigate?"
Du Changle's mind raced as he replied:
"Member, I have initially considered three approaches, all moving forward simultaneously!"
He held up a short, thick finger with a gold ring and said:
“First, investigate the medical team in the villa.
Qian Huan's physical condition, treatment plan, medication records, vital signs monitoring data...all this information is in the hands of these doctors.
They are the ones who know Qian Huan's physical condition best. If Qian Huan's awakening was truly caused by external forces, they wouldn't be unaware of it. They might even be involved in it themselves."
Then he raised his second finger:
"Secondly, we need to dig deeper into the three 'special service personnel' who appeared in the villa last night.
Their appearance is so strange and suspicious."
Finally, Du Changle raised a third finger, a hint of insightful coldness appearing on his fat face:
“Third, I want to check on Feng Mu.
As far as my subordinates know, Feng Mu is deeply trusted by Li Hanyu and Qian Huan, and last night, Li Hanyu specially called him to the villa, which in itself is intriguing.
Therefore, I feel that no matter what Li Hanyu secretly did before, or what she plans to do next, she will most likely ask Feng Mu to do it. "
Wang Xinfa didn't look at Du Changle, but looked out the window, which was immersed in the dark and gloomy night, as if endless secrets were hidden inside.
After a while, he uttered a barely audible hum from his nose. He did not comment on Du Changle's specific plan, but only uttered three words from his thin lips:
"Go ahead and do it."
Feng Mu followed Hou Wendong to find his father Feng Ju, and before leaving, he "thoughtfully" left Liu Yi and Song Ping'an behind.
In Li Hanyu's eyes, this "consideration" naturally showed Feng Mu's concern for the safety of her and her child, and the sincere heart of a loyal minister.
Li Hanyu didn't say much, just nodded slightly to Liu Yi and Song Ping'an, then led them into the bedroom and closed the heavy door behind them.
"Click."
With a crisp and decisive sound, the door lock engaged, completely blocking out any possible prying eyes and eavesdropping whispers in the corridor outside.
The risky move of forcing Wang Xinfa to recognize his son in public had been made, and the tense nerves in Li Hanyu's heart seemed to relax a little in retaliation.
She no longer had to walk on thin ice, constantly worrying about the bodyguards' gazes. The faint sense of control that came with "success" gave her the confidence to take the next step.
She walked calmly into the inner room and stopped directly beside the huge fish tank where her son Qian Huan lay quietly.
Under the soft light of the ceiling, the light green life-supporting liquid rippled slightly, making Qian Huan's pale face in the tank look a little distorted.
Qian Huan floated in the fish tank, his eyes briefly lingering on Liu Yi and Song Ping'an.
Qian Huan's brows knitted slightly, almost imperceptibly. He had some impression of these two people, but not much.
I only remember that they were prison guards promoted after Feng Mu established the Internal Investigation Department. Their names seemed to be... Liu something and Song something. I really can't remember their specific names.
Qian Huan naturally wouldn't show it. His face showed the dignity he had before he fell into a coma, as if he was not at home, but had returned to the Second Prison, to his warden's office.
He was habitually measuring the loyalty, ability and...utilizable value of the two people in front of him.
Li Hanyu smiled and asked the same question he had asked Feng Mu before with a gentle look in his eyes:
"Can my son and I trust you two?"
Liu Yi and Song Ping'an looked at each other quickly.
Song Pingan has always been tongue-tied and was even more embarrassed at this moment. Liu Yi was relatively quick-witted, especially after learning from Gong Qi during this period. He immediately bowed slightly:
"Madam, Minister Feng has always taught us that as members of the Second Prison, we should be loyal to Warden Qian with all our heart and soul. So, Madam and Warden Qian, please trust us as you trust Minister Feng."
Song Pingan, who was standing beside him, lowered his head and echoed sullenly:
"He's right, me too."
The answers of the two people can only be considered standard. There was neither an impassioned oath nor an excited statement with tears in the eyes.
The expressions on their faces even seemed a little stiff, as if they were wearing a frozen mask.
After all, Liu Yi and Song Ping'an are not good actors, and they can't replace "Qian Huan" with Feng Mu to simulate emotional changes.
However, this clumsy reaction, in Li Hanyu's eyes, became the "truth" as valuable as gold, and was more real and reliable than those "smart people" who were eloquent and eager to pour out their hearts to express their loyalty.
Combined with what he had witnessed in the corridor before, the "true feelings" of the two people, Li Hanyu became more and more certain in his heart - these two people were simple-minded, honest, and did not have so many twists and turns in their minds.
She had long believed in their loyalty. Like Feng Mu, she was a smaller loyal dog.
Asking it again at this moment is just a formality, in order to better open up the next conversation.
Qian Huan, who was in the fish tank, naturally did not see the crucial scene in the corridor.
He felt a subtle dissatisfaction in his heart towards Liu Yi and Song Ping'an's rather bland response.
In his view, this level of loyalty display is too commonplace and lacks the necessary strength and enthusiasm.
However, he has unconditional and absolute trust in his mother. Since his mother approves of them, there must be a reason for it.
He frowned slightly, continued to maintain his majestic demeanor as a prison warden, and waited for what was to come.
Li Hanyu's face blossomed with a charming and satisfied smile. This smile seemed to carry warmth, dispelling the lingering smell of cold disinfectant in the room. She nodded gently and said:
"Very good. Then, what if I need you two to handle some... slightly tricky matters for us, mother and son?"
Liu Yi almost didn't pause, his body subconsciously straightened up, and replied:
"Please give your orders, madam."
Song Pingan immediately followed suit, like the most loyal repeater, his voice dull but resolute:
"Please give your orders, madam."
Li Hanyu's smile deepened. She didn't immediately tell him the mission, but added:
"These matters not only involve the Second Prison, but also involve things outside the prison. Perhaps... we will encounter some unexpected dangers or bloodshed.
Have you guys really thought it through?"
Liu Yi still had the same expression as before, without moving at all.
In terms of performance, this is called a lack of emotional progression, and a flaw in acting skills that lacks maturity. However, in the eyes of veteran actors like Li Hanyu, this "dullness" and "invariability" is precisely the sincerity that is most difficult to disguise.
Liu Yi's answer, even the tone of his voice, remained the same:
"Please give your orders, madam."
Song Ping'an also repeated aloud like an echo:
"Please give your orders, madam."
No grandiose words, no blood boiling, no superfluous fancy words, just five words from beginning to end, concise and powerful!!!
"good!"
Li Hanyu's face showed satisfaction. He stopped testing and slowly raised his hand under the gaze of the two. Three fingers painted with dark red nail polish stood clearly in the air.
"There are three things in total. I need you two to take care of them for me..."
(End of this chapter)
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