This not only highlights the Funing government's desire for commercial development, but also hints at why they would support Zhang Cheng's "expansion" in Jiaxing.
The Cadillac slowly came to a stop outside the Jialong Hotel.
“Go upstairs and get your luggage, I’ll take you to the guesthouse,” Gao Datong said.
"good."
Zhang Cheng got out of the car and walked straight to the hotel entrance.
The moment he stepped onto the stairs, he abruptly stopped, his sharp gaze piercing like a blade as he shot towards the dark corner of the staircase.
"who?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.
A figure emerged trembling from the shadows; it was none other than the bald-headed knife-wielding man.
"Mr. Zhang...it's me!"
Dao Ge forced a fawning smile that looked worse than crying.
"What is it?" Zhang Cheng's eyes were as cold as ice.
"Little...Little Knife, Mr. Zhang, you can just call me Little Knife!"
Zhang Cheng stared at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.
That gaze seemed to pierce through one's heart; Brother Dao felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his body.
"How did you know I lived here?" Zhang Cheng asked casually.
This question made Dao Ge's heart skip a beat.
He considered himself well-informed, but in front of this young Master Zhang, his little bit of knowledge seemed to be transparent.
"It was...it was Boss Huang who told me!"
"Which Mr. Huang?"
"Huang Pinyu, Boss Huang!"
Without hesitation, Brother Dao quickly stepped closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Master Zhang, Boss Huang has booked a room upstairs and asked me to pass on a message to you."
"Speak," Zhang Cheng uttered only one word.
"Mr. Huang...would you like to come up...for a chat?"
Zhang Cheng's gaze lingered on Dao Ge's face for a full three seconds, as if he were examining an inanimate object.
He only spoke slowly when Brother Dao's legs were almost giving way and he was about to kneel down.
What does he do?
"They're in the business of... selling nails!"
Which room?
"Third floor, room 308!"
"lead the way."
"Okay!"
Dao Ge felt like he had been granted a pardon. He turned around excitedly and eagerly led the way.
As long as you get this gentleman up there, you'll get a reward of one thousand dollars!
Knock knock knock!
Arriving at room 308, Brother Dao cautiously knocked three times.
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Zhang... I've brought you here!"
The door creaked open and opened inwards.
A tall, slender man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood inside the door, a gentle smile on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, I've heard so much about you." Huang Pinyu extended his right hand.
Zhang Cheng's gaze swept past him, across the room, before he reached out and gently shook hands with him.
"An unknown nobody is not worthy of the title of a great person."
"Mr. Zhang, please come in."
"good."
Zhang Chengmai stepped inside.
The moment he stepped into the room, he suddenly stopped. He didn't turn around, but simply said something to Brother Dao outside the door.
"Wait outside."
"Hey! Alright! Mr. Zhang, I'll wait for you, even if it's all night!" Brother Dao said with a bow and scrape.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut in front of him.
Dao Ge's smile vanished instantly, a cold glint and calculation flashing across his eyes as his pupils darted around.
Inside the room.
Huang Pinyu invited Zhang Cheng to sit down on the sofa and personally made him a cup of hot tea.
Zhang Cheng didn't touch the teacup; he simply leaned back on the sofa and calmly watched him.
"Mr. Huang, is there something you need?"
Huang Pinyu took a deep breath, pushed up his glasses, and got straight to the point.
"I am a member of the Jiaxing gang."
Zhang Cheng's expression remained unchanged; he simply uttered three words.
"Then what?"
This calm reaction caused Huang Pinyu's carefully prepared speech to get stuck in his throat.
He felt as if he was facing not a young man under twenty, but a bottomless, icy pool.
"I...I think Mr. Zhang came to Jiaxing this time to set fires."
"Can't understand."
Huang Pinyu's forehead was covered in a fine sweat as he forced himself to look directly into Zhang Cheng's eyes.
"The Jiaxing gang has gone too far in recent years, which has already angered the city. It's only because the old Party Secretary is holding things together that the conflict hasn't erupted."
"But this string is about to snap."
Zhang Cheng finally made a move. He picked up the teacup, gently blew on the steam, but did not drink it.
"Mr. Huang, what does it have to do with me what you're telling me?"
"Of course it's related!" Huang Pinyu's voice suddenly rose. "Zhang Sheng's death and Zhang Zhongming's escape are both inextricably linked to the Jiaxing Gang!"
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Cheng raised his eyes, his gaze like two tangible bolts of cold lightning, instantly piercing into Huang Pinyu's heart.
Huang Pinyu felt a sudden pang of fear, her breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively coughed to hide her inner turmoil.
“Mr. Zhang, I…I’m different from Zhao Shijie and the others! I know that business is a collective effort, not something one person can monopolize…”
"Director Gao is still waiting for me downstairs."
Zhang Cheng's words immediately interrupted his rambling.
Huang Pinyu's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Gao Datong! The mayor's son! He's right downstairs!
Only then did he realize how ridiculous all his little schemes were in front of the other person!
The other party isn't here to negotiate; they're here to hear the outcome!
"Survival!"
Huang Pinyu’s eyes blazed with a fierce will to survive, and his voice was hoarse.
"I've received word that the province is very dissatisfied with the old Party Secretary! The Jiaxing clique is sinking like a ship that can sink at any moment!"
"I can help you!"
He stood up abruptly, almost shouting it out.
"It was Zhao Shijie who personally approved the robbery of treasury bonds on the national highway!"
"I can help you deal with him!"
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