Ling Qianyi drove his black Hongqi car slowly out of the Qianwan Villa District.
Throughout the journey, he couldn't help but laugh whenever he thought of Yang Jing'an's humiliating defeat.
Having grown accustomed to Lao Yang's arrogant and spoiled demeanor, it was rare to see him so unassuming.
Alas... truly, new talents emerge in every generation, and each new generation surpasses the old.
It's unbelievable that someone as arrogant as Yang Jing'an could be proven wrong.
"Old Yi, what are you grinning about?"
Lin Dong noticed Ling Qianyi grinning to himself the whole way, so he couldn't help but ask.
"No, I just wanted to laugh."
"Are you making fun of Master Yang?"
"Master Yang? The Master Yang we're talking about is probably crying in bed right now, hahaha..."
"Old Yi, aren't you exaggerating?"
"I'm telling you, I'm not exaggerating at all. I know Old Yang's personality too well."
"How so?"
“I lived in the same compound as him when we were kids. Once, a few kids were playing marbles, and Old Yang lost badly.”
This guy seemed incredibly calm on the surface, but to my surprise, he went home and immediately started crying with a red nose.
"Hehe... Master Yang is truly a man of character. I'm so sorry, I accidentally dragged him into the game as well."
"That's his fate."
"I hope everything goes well."
"I hope so. By the way, Boss Lin, is the setup on Old Yang working?"
"It's done!"
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Mo Family Courtyard, Dongzhimen New Street.
Several people were sitting in a large conference room.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive; in the quiet, the faint noise of the exhaust fan could be heard...
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the thick wooden door of the conference room from the outside.
"Come in."
Sitting at the head of the conference table was an elderly man in a Tang suit with gray hair. He glanced at the wooden door and said in a deep voice.
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.
A young woman with an extremely aloof and beautiful appearance, dressed in a lake-green Western-style suit, walked in gracefully.
"Uncle, this is the detailed personal information of Lin Dong that we recently collected."
The aloof woman walked to the old man's side and handed him a brown paper bag.
The old man nodded knowingly and took the file bag: "Yes, Hong'er, you've worked hard."
"It's no trouble at all, it's all Chu Hong should do."
"Hong'er, find a seat."
"yes!"
The aloof woman turned around and sat down next to a young man in a colonel's uniform.
The old man took out the documents from the file bag and began to browse through them page by page.
At this moment, the huge conference room seemed even quieter and more oppressive.
Amidst the faint noise of the exhaust fan, there was now the rustling sound of papers turning over...
More than ten minutes later, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and put down the documents in his hand.
He looked around and asked in a cold voice:
"Can anyone tell me why this information about Lin Dong only came to my desk today?"
At that moment, no one dared to utter a sound.
The old man's face grew even colder as he continued his reprimand:
"Has our Mo family been living too comfortably these past few years?"
"As the core members of the Mo family, have you ever had even the slightest awareness of the need to be prepared for potential dangers even in times of peace?"
"If it weren't for the incident in Jingcheng this time, who knows what kind of person our Mo family would have offended!"
"Hmph! I, Mo Longjiang, am not so old and blind as to be?"
Mo Longjiang snorted heavily, picked up the stack of documents in front of him, and threw them onto the center of the table.
With a "whoosh!" sound.
More than ten pages of intelligence papers were scattered on one of the machines.
"Uncle, please don't be angry. This Lin Dong was just a nobody not long ago... His rise to power has only happened in the last few months."
The aloof woman gently comforted her:
"If it weren't for what happened to Jingcheng's younger brother, would our Mo family have bothered to pay attention to a gangster?"
“Hong’er, your uncle taught you never to underestimate any opponent.”
“Hong’er understands. Jingcheng is still being held in the detention center. This matter cannot be delayed. We need to find a solution as soon as possible.”
Hearing his niece's soft voice, Mo Longjiang's expression softened slightly, and he turned his gaze to a middle-aged man in a suit on his left:
"Fifth Brother, have you arranged what I asked you to do?"
The man in the suit was Mo Junyang, the fifth brother of the Mo family patriarch. Upon hearing this, he stood up and answered solemnly:
"Brother, everything is arranged. I will accompany Yang Jing'an to the detention center at 9 a.m. tomorrow."
“Master Yang has just returned to China. With him personally taking charge, I believe the matter in Jingcheng will be clarified soon.”
Molongjiang nodded in satisfaction and instructed:
"We must make thorough preparations this time since we've invited Master Yang to take charge."
"I've already spoken to the municipal bureau and the ministry. They will send their most capable criminal investigation experts and criminal psychology experts, all of whom will be there to assist tomorrow."
Mo Junyang looked excited and replied, "Understood!"
Molongjiang's gloomy old face softened considerably.
He turned his head to look at the young man in the colonel's uniform on his right and asked gently:
"Hengtao, is everything settled in with the troops?"
The man in military uniform straightened his back and answered loudly:
"Father, please rest assured, I have already reported everything to Commander Wu."
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