Chapter 119 Father-Son Conflict
Ding Qing stood up and pointed at Li Zicheng. "I was afraid that you would be kidnapped by Zicheng. After all, Jiangnan's industrialists are big and powerful, and they make much more money than Peking University."
"After all, this kid has a stern face all day long, with no expression at all, and I can't tell what he's thinking."
Li You glanced at Li Zicheng meaningfully. Ding Qing was putting his right hand on his shoulder. "Now tell me, what rank are you going to take me to?"
“Song Dong Hyuk got the information from Jang Soo Gi,” Lee Yoo told him with a sneer.
Ding Qing listened to Li You's words and raised his eyebrows, "So you still want to attack Zhang Shouji?"
Li Zicheng frowned. It was not a good choice to take action against Zhang Shouji at this critical moment.
"Since he passed the message to Song Dong Hyuk," Li You held a cigarette in his mouth but did not light it, "it means he is also responsible for the assassination of me."
Li You's shadow was cast on the ground by the dim light. "Song Dong Hyuk cares about his reputation, so I will strip him naked and stick him there, so that the whole of Korea can see how ugly he is."
"Zhang Shouji really can't die yet," Li You said, holding a cigarette in his hand, "He's probably huddled at home shivering now."
"How are you going to do it?" Li Zicheng asked.
"It's a secret," Li You smiled, "You'll know when the time comes."
Ding Qing was silent. Since Li You said this, it meant that he was promising to give him the position of the third child.
Thinking about it this way, it seems to be similar to the original goal.
When Li You was meeting with Ding Qing and others, someone was very anxious.
In the silent villa, Zhang Shouji, with a frown on his face, paced hurriedly back and forth in the spacious living room, his eyes filled with anxiety.
The valuable paintings and sculptures hanging on the wall could not calm his surging emotions. Zhang Liwen, who came down from the second floor, scratched his ears and asked, "Dad, what are you wandering around for?"
Zhang Shouji ignored him and just glanced around from time to time. The ticking sound of the clock on the wall made him dizzy.
"Shit," His eyes were fixed on the newspaper on the table. The miserable state of Song Dong Hyuk on the newspaper made his eyes widen again.
“I don’t want this”
Zhang Shouji believed that the emperor's heart was not as good as Busan's, not to mention the guards around him, which could not be compared with Song Donghe at all.
But now Song Dong Hyuk was hanging there miserably.
He stopped in the middle of the living room and closed his tired eyes, trying to collect his thoughts.
However, as soon as I closed my eyes, the pictures from Xiancheng Daily would appear.
"Dad," Zhang Liwen went downstairs, picked up the newspaper on the table, and laughed, "This old guy is so small."
The picture that was already clear in Zhang Shouji's mind became even clearer, and every detail made him feel suffocated.
Especially with the reminder from his stupid son and the pungent smell of alcohol and tobacco on his body, Zhang Shouji could no longer suppress his anger.
"Shut up!" He opened his eyes angrily and slapped Zhang Liwen in the face.
Zhang Shouji looked at Zhang Liwen coldly, "Turn around."
"Dad?" Zhang Liwen was shocked. "Why?"
Under his gaze, Zhang Liwen turned around and Zhang Shouji pulled out a whip from the bamboo tube.
Every time he swung his sword, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Zhang Liwen's technique in taking a beating was first-rate, as he huddled his back and endured the whipping.
Only after Zhang Shouji had whipped enough people and threw the whip to the ground, then returned to the study room with a worried look on his face, did Zhang Liwen slowly leave the living room.
Zhang Shouji in the study was still restless. The sunlight shone through the irregular glass windows onto the books lined up on the bookshelf.
Most of these books were brand new. Zhang Shouji picked one out at random, opened the title page, and tried to calm down.
After reading two pages, he snapped the book shut and said, "Shit."
Zhang Shouji stood up suddenly from his chair and paced back and forth.
He looked at his watch and walked hurriedly to the door, where the driver was waiting for him.
As soon as the car door opened, Zhang Shouji got in. "Go to Shimao Logistics."
Looking at the city scene outside the car window receding, with the hustle and bustle of cars and pedestrians, Zhang Shouji thought of the phone call with Song Donghe again.
I had just finished talking with Li You that day and was about to beat up the uneducated Zhang Liwen to vent my anger, but then I received his call.
The old ghost from Busan came up and said directly that he wanted to kill Li You and asked him for his help.
Zhang Shouji naturally didn't want to take risks, but Song Donghe patted his chest loudly, saying that it was an elaborate plan and it was foolproof.
Now, Song Dong Hyuk failed to kill Li You in the end, and went from being an old man in Busan to an old ghost in Busan. If he doesn’t make preparations to deal with Li You, he will become an old ghost.
He had no confidence that he could use the few useless things in his hands to stop Li You.
The car was driving smoothly and fast, and in a blink of an eye, the sign of Shimao Logistics was hung on the side of the road.
Shi Dongchu usually works in this old office building.
The aisle was covered with yellowed carpets, and Zhang Shouji's hurried footsteps were softly drowned out by them.
There were some faded company certificates of honor hanging on the wall. Zhang Shouji adjusted his tie, took a deep breath, and prepared to face Shi Dongchu, who had a chance to save himself.
After knocking on the door and entering the office, Zhang Shouji couldn't wait to rush to Shi Dongchu's desk.
Shi Dongchu sat behind his desk, which was made of hand-carved mahogany with a neatly arranged surface.
There is a pot of orchids on the right side near the window, and several antique paintings are hung on the wall.
"President Shi!" Zhang Shouji grabbed the edge of the table, "Help me!"
Shi Dongchu seemed a little confused, "President Zhang, why are you so anxious?"
He smiled gently, "President Zhang, please take a seat first. You have to explain the situation clearly before helping me."
Shi Dongchu's eyes sparkled, "We are all old friends. Now that Kinmen is about to be established, I will definitely help if I can."
Zhang Shouji calmed himself down.
"Brother, excuse me for disturbing you." Zhang Shouji was extremely respectful.
He had to hold on to Shi Dongchu, who was the last straw.
Shi Dongchu did not respond immediately. He slowly picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea lingered in the air.
Zhang Shouji waited patiently until Shi Dongchu slowly raised his head, his eyes sharp as a torch: "President Zhang, what's the matter?"
Zhang Shouji took a deep breath and told him the difficulties he was facing, his voice trembling.
After listening to this, Shi Dongchu was silent for a while, and the atmosphere in the room became more solemn.
"So you are colluding with Busan to kill the emerging young people in Seoul."
Zhang Shouji waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I just provided him with some information, and I didn't get involved in the operation to kill Li You."
Shi Dongchu didn't comment. His face became a little serious. "President Zhang, I thought you should have seen some things clearly at your age."
"I didn't want to fight with young people, so I didn't remind you." He sighed, "I didn't expect you to do this."
Zhang Shouji sighed, "President Shi, please help me this time. If you need me in the future, I will never refuse!"
After a moment, Shi Dongchu slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery outside that he had seen thousands of times. "I'll think about it. You go back first and wait for my news tomorrow."
Zhang Shouji's tense nerves relaxed a little, he bowed, turned and left the room.
Shi Dongchu stood upstairs and watched quietly as Zhang Shouji got into the car and walked out of the gate of Shimao Logistics.
He turned back to his desk and dialed the number on an old-fashioned landline phone.
“.”
Li You's cell phone rang. He had left Beidaemun's territory and was on his way back to Jiangnan.
He glanced at the landline number that was dialed and picked up the call.
"President Shi."
"President Li," Shi Dongchu's voice came over, "I wonder if you have time to sit down and have a cup of tea with me recently?"
As soon as Li You heard it, he knew that Shi Dongchu wanted to be a lobbyist. He smiled silently, "I've been busy recently, President Shi."
"I'll go visit President Shi in person after I've dealt with my affairs."
Shi Dongchu was silent for two seconds, "I'm a little busy"
He paused, "Zhang Shouji asked me for help."
Li You raised his eyebrows, "What favor did he ask you for?"
Shi Dongchu laughed, "President Li, there's no need to pretend to be confused. You and I both know why he came to see me."
"If you have done nothing wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking at your door."
Li You looked out the window and asked, "President Shi, don't you understand this?"
"Of course I understand," Shi Dongchu said seriously, "I don't have the habit of lobbying for him."
What he said surprised Li You a little.
"What I mean is that President Li must hurry up and take action," Shi Dongchu only said the first sentence just now, tentatively asking on behalf of Zhang Shouji.
Seeing Li You's tough attitude, he immediately changed his attitude.
"Kinmen is about to be established," Shi Dongchu picked up the teacup again, "the four largest security companies must maintain stability and avoid major internal strife."
He smiled, "So I suggest that President Li get rid of him first, and support a puppet from Emperor Heart Entertainment to take over, and at least wait until the merger with Kinmen before killing him."
Shi Dongchu said some very cold words with a smile.
Li You was silent for a moment, "Don't worry, President Shi, I know what's going on."
Shi Dongchu coughed twice and said, "President Li, if we delay, something bad will happen."
After hanging up the phone, Li You couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Although Seok Dong-chul and Song Dong-hyuk are leaders of the same era, their styles of doing things are completely different.
His cruelty is reflected in his bones. He is an evil person at heart. No matter how kind he appears, he is still an evil person.
"Xuanyou, have you found the person you were asked to contact?"
“He did,” Yoon Hyunwoo answered, “but when he heard that it was the president who was looking for him, he got inexplicably angry.”
Li Youjiang was a little curious, "What's the strange fire?"
"What's the strange fire?"
Yin Xuanyou looked embarrassed, "Anyway, it was just some unpleasant words, President."
Li You waved his hand. "Since he doesn't want to see me, what about the backup plan I told you about? Has anyone arranged it?"
"It's arranged, President."
Yin Xuan nodded, "It's just on the roadside of Zhang Shouji's mansion. Their protection measures are not strict. As long as Zhang Liwen leaves the villa, there will be a chance to take action."
"Besides, he never drives himself, so he usually has friends waiting on the roadside to pick him up."
"That's even better," Li You laughed, "What an obvious target."
When Zhang Shouji returned to the villa, he ran into Zhang Liwen, who was dressed in formal attire.
His face darkened, "Where are you going?"
Zhang Liwen lowered his head and looked at the hem of his luxury windbreaker.
"Speak!" Zhang Shouji had been very irritable recently. He stepped forward and grabbed his son by the collar, "Speak!"
"President," the deputy beside him couldn't help but say, "Master Li Wen might just want to go out and relax."
He served as Zhang Shouji's deputy for more than ten years and had no children.
When Zhang Shouji was younger, his wife had an accident and he was very busy, so it was his deputy who took care of Zhang Liwen most of the time.
"Shut up!" Zhang Shouji let go of Zhang Liwen's collar and looked at his deputy coldly, "Have you forgotten what I asked you to do? Can you get out now?"
The deputy bowed his head, remembering the recent news.
"I asked if you could."
The deputy didn't dare to look up at Zhang Shouji's cold eyes, "No, President."
Zhang Shouji slapped his face and said, "You know you can't do that, but you still want to stop me from teaching him a lesson?"
Seeing his uncle who had taken care of him for more than ten years being humiliated, Zhang Liwen felt angry, but he did not dare to show it.
"Go back," Zhang Shouji kicked his calf, "You are not allowed to come out without my permission."
It was eleven o'clock, which could be considered late at night. The neon lights of the city in the distance were still flickering. Zhang Liwen slipped out of the room wearing a black jacket and tight jeans.
He walked across the carefully manicured lawn and came to a quiet path in the villa area, leading directly to the outside of the community.
Zhang Liwen turned his head to look at the villa, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't know why Zhang Shouji was unwilling to let him out.
But Zhang Liwen was too lazy to listen to Zhang Shouji because of the educational method of beating and scolding.
He climbed over the fence and saw his friend waiting outside in a red sports car.
(End of this chapter)
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