Chapter 16 A Terrible Idea
Fang Che is currently facing the most troublesome problem since his transmigration—not a knife to his throat, nor suspicion of being an undercover agent, but constipation!
Yes, constipation.
This overly beautiful body seems to have an exceptionally delicate digestive system.
After a bloody battle at the funeral hall, a escape through the streets, and treatment in a seafood crate, it finally expressed its protest in the most direct way.
In the drafty makeshift toilet at the new outpost, Fang Che's face turned red from holding it in; the swelling and pain in his ankle became secondary.
He gritted his teeth, roaring inwardly:
"Damn it! What kind of lousy body is this! Even taking a dump is like a difficult childbirth! Back in the day, I, Wang Tiezhu, could sit on the toilet for five minutes and have a full day of relief! How come this thing is even more difficult than having sex with Li Hanzhou?!"
Just as he was struggling with the cycle of the five grains, he faintly heard Ah Gui's voice outside, as if he was reporting to Li Hanzhou.
Fang Che immediately perked up his ears, even forgetting about his constipation.
"...Brother Li, Jiang Tianqi has made a move. His men are contacting the heads of those old buildings on Portland Street, and they're asking for a very high price."
Li Hanzhou's voice was flat, but cold: "He's trying to steal it."
"Should we take a few brothers to 'have a chat'?" Ah Gui asked eagerly.
"No rush," Li Hanzhou said calmly. "Let's see what he does."
Fang Che, who was in the restroom, panicked when he heard this!
Portland Street! His five thousand haven't even been put to actual combat yet!
No way! This is the first step for his advisor to prove his worth, and he absolutely cannot afford to lose it!
In his haste, he exerted all his strength—
"Thump!" (Some indescribable sound)
Along with the brief physical relief, Fang Che's mind seemed to instantly spark a brilliant idea! A wonderful (and ridiculous) idea popped into his head!
He hurriedly dealt with the situation, pulled up his pants, and hopped out of the bathroom on one foot, almost bumping into Li Hanzhou's arms.
As soon as Li Hanzhou finished listening to the report, he looked up and saw the boy with messy hair, a flushed face, and bright eyes, hopping in front of him on one leg and waving his arms:
"Brother Li! I have a plan! We need to outsmart Jiang Tianqi!"
Ah Gui crossed his arms and sneered, "What kind of terrible idea do you have now?"
Fang Che ignored him, leaned closer to Li Hanzhou, and whispered, "Brother Li, didn't Jiang Tianqi want to steal it? Let him steal it!"
Li Hanzhou frowned slightly.
Ah Gui scoffed, "You want me to be an undercover agent? Someone like you would be stripped naked and thrown out after three minutes!"
"Who said we were going to be undercover!" Fang Che rolled his eyes at A Gui and continued to say to Li Hanzhou, "Let's cut off his supply lines! He's rich and wants a high price, right? We'll find someone to pose as a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman and contact those people in charge, and drive the price sky-high!"
He got more and more excited as he spoke: "Once Jiang Tianqi follows suit and buys the property at a high price, hehe... we'll immediately report him to the municipal bureau! We'll say we suspect the Dongsheng Society of money laundering and deliberately inflating real estate transaction prices! We'll also find a few tabloids and say that the Dongsheng Society's heir is a fool with too much money, only collecting junk, ruining his reputation as a business elite! We'll make him lose both his wife and his money!"
After saying that, he looked at Li Hanzhou with a "praise me" expression.
Li Hanzhou: "..."
Agui: "..."
An eerie silence fell over the entire outpost.
After stammering for a while, Ah Gui finally managed to squeeze out, "You... how is your brain structured? How could you come up with such a despicable and outrageous idea?"
Fang Che objected: "That's called strategy! All's fair in war! We don't have much money, so we have to use our brains! Brother Li, don't you agree?"
Li Hanzhou looked at Fang Che's shining eyes and his "seeking praise" expression, and remained silent for ten seconds.
He took a breath, feeling a dull ache in his right abdomen from the gunshot wound—this time from anger.
"Fang Che."
"Hey, Brother Li!"
“You,” Li Hanzhou paused, “go wash your face first.”
"Huh?" Fang Che was taken aback, wiping his face with the back of his hand and finding it covered in dust. "It's alright, Brother Li! The important thing is the plan..."
“Your plan,” Li Hanzhou interrupted him, “is very creative.”
Fang Che's eyes lit up even more.
“However,” Li Hanzhou changed the subject, “it’s too slow, too roundabout, and full of flaws. In matters of the martial world, being direct is more effective.”
Fang Che's smile vanished instantly, and he gave a listless "Oh".
Ah Gui sneered gloatingly.
Li Hanzhou didn't look at him again, and instructed A Gui: "Go and find out which households Jiang Tianqi has been in contact with, and find out the details. Tell Uncle Chen to make preparations, I want to see 'Uncle Fu' from Portland Street."
"Understood, Brother Li!" A Gui accepted the order, glared at Fang Che, and left.
As Fang Che watched Li Hanzhou's retreating figure, his initial disappointment quickly turned into admiration—look, this is what a true master is! Direct and efficient!
He sidled up to Li Hanzhou, scratching his head: "Brother Li, did I... cause trouble again?"
Li Hanzhou remained silent.
Fang Che said to himself, "But Brother Li, you're really amazing! You grasped the key point right away! I was too presumptuous... I'll learn more from you in the future! I'll grow into a good brother as soon as possible!"
He patted his chest, his eyes sincere.
Li Hanzhou felt a twitch on his forehead as he watched him start showing "brotherly affection" again.
He didn't understand why this boy was so fixated on "brotherhood".
"Your feet," Li Hanzhou changed the subject, "do you still want them?"
Fang Che then remembered that his ankle was still swollen, and grimaced as he hopped back onto the tattered sofa on one foot: "Yes, yes, yes! It's my lifeline!"
He sat obediently, watching Li Hanzhou pick up the bottle of medicinal wine from last night and walk over, feeling both touched and guilty.
That big shot is cold on the outside but warm on the inside! He keeps giving me bad advice, yet he's still worried about my injury!
When Li Hanzhou massaged his swollen foot on his lap again, Fang Che squinted in comfort, but couldn't control his mouth any longer:
"Brother Li, your technique is amazing! Once my foot is healed, I'll be your servant... no, I'll go through fire and water for you! From now on, if you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you ask me to catch a dog, I'll never chase a chicken! When we brothers are of one mind, our strength can break metal!"
Li Hanzhou paused, then looked up at him.
Fang Che felt uneasy under her gaze and quickly added, "Of course, I'll follow your orders! I'm just your subordinate! If you tell me to charge Portland Street, I'll never retreat to Temple Street!"
Li Hanzhou closed his eyes, feeling that if he stayed with this blockhead from Northeast China for too long, his internal injuries would probably never heal.
He increased the pressure on his hands.
"Ouch—be gentle! Brother Li! Dear brother! I was wrong! I'll shut up! I promise to be as quiet as this bottle of medicinal wine!" Fang Che cried out in pain and begged for mercy, finally calming down.
Looking at his cowardly and pitiful appearance, and comparing it with the "little Zhuge Liang" who had just been shouting "draw the firewood from under the cauldron," Li Hanzhou felt powerless for the first time.
At that moment, at the other end of Portland Street, Jiang Tianqi listened to his subordinate's report, a playful glint in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Oh? Li Hanzhou hasn't made a move? He's keeping his composure." He swirled his wine glass. "What about Fang Che?"
"He hasn't shown up; it's said he's been following Li Hanzhou the whole time."
Jiang Tianqi's lips curled into a smile: "It seems Li Hanzhou is keeping a close eye on this little spark. Interesting."
He put down his wine glass and looked out the window.
"Get the car ready, let's go meet our little hero who started this fire."
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