For the Hawke Palace Hotel, today was a rather special day; tonight, a group of very important individuals from Qingqiu Country would be gathering here.
In order to entertain these guests, an entire floor of the hotel had been cleared out, at the entrance of which tight security asures were deployed, given that each person appearing there today could be of critical importance to Qingqiu!
"President Quan, you've arrived so early?"
"Hahaha, yes, I've just settled a matter that's been weighing on my mind, feeling refreshed, I had to co!"
"Being suppressed by that Huaxia youngster nad Zhang nglong recently has been suffocating; now that he has finally gone back, how could I not co to celebrate properly?"
"How's your bank doing?"
"The situation has basically stabilized, the number of people withdrawing money has been decreasing, and in at most two days, it will return to the previous state of slow growth. But this ti, it was indeed a serious blow to our vitality."
"That's true, our Minsheng Bank has suffered substantial losses. I hope we can mitigate so of the damage in the final stretch of the year!"
"I've heard that today's gathering isn't so simple!" one of the bank presidents, who was on very good terms with Su Zhihe, suddenly said with an air of mystery, "Do you think today is just about celebrating Zhang nglong's return to his country?"
"What else could it an?" Several other bank presidents gathered closer.
"You need to understand, Zhang nglong's actions didn't just strike a blow to our economy, but his livestream that night has made us Qingqiu people lose face before the whole world. This is a trendous insult; if we let him return just like that, where would the dignity of our country stand?"
"You an?" The ears of several bank presidents widened, and one of them even made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.
"Shh! Keep it down, this matter is top secret! Apart from Representative Su, no more than five people know of it. You must not tell anyone," the president said, "We'll only make our move when Zhang nglong's plane moves through the airspace of other countries. We definitely won't let his death be traced back to us!"
"If that's the case, then it would definitely be a good thing for our country!"
"Right, where is Representative Su?"
"Yeah, tonight he's supposed to be our star, our hero!"
The ti had already reached 6:20 p.m., and even President Quan Zhenggui had made his appearance at the venue, but Su Zhihe was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is Su Zhihe? Could he have forgotten the ti?" Quan Zhenggui said displeasedly, "Soone, go ask about him? Contact his secretary."
"I'll go!" Piao Guanzhi, who had the best relationship with Su Zhihe, volunteered as he picked up his phone. As the busy tone ca through the other end, his expression also filled with confusion.
"Thud!" Just at that mont, the door was abruptly pushed open. Everyone was startled but not panicked because they knew very well that tonight, there was no safer place in all of Qingqiu than this hotel.
"Secretary Jin?" Everyone recognized the person hurrying in, his face filled with terror, holding a fluttering piece of paper as if he had encountered the most dreadful thing in the world.
"Sothing's happened! Sothing's happened! Sothing's happened to Representative Su!" Secretary Jin exclaid loudly.
"Calm down, speak slowly!" Quan Zhenggui said, "What happened to Representative Su?"
"Representative Su is dead!" Secretary Jin delivered news that made everyone feel an imnse panic, "He didn't have any external injuries. The doctor said he died from a sudden cardiac arrest."
"Sudden cardiac arrest? Did Representative Su overwork himself to death?" Everyone wore looks of regret.
During the years Su Zhihe was in power, Qingqiu Country's economy had soared, and this was inextricably linked to his work ethic. Everyone knew he often worked late into the night, and the possibility of work-induced death was indeed real.
Yet, if that was the case, why would his assistant show such an expression?
"No! Representative Su didn't die of sudden illness; he was murdered!" The assistant passed over the thin slip of paper, "This was found next to Representative Su, an invoice."
"An invoice?"
"Yes, the item listed is 'murder', and the amount is 10... Huaxia currency..."
"Huaxia currency?" Almost everyone thought of Zhang nglong at the sa ti—they had gathered here today because of him!
Moreover, those in the know were well aware that Su Zhihe had spent a large sum of money to hire an Assassin Organization internationally to take out Zhang nglong, and if he failed and suffered a counterattack from Zhang nglong, it was very likely indeed!
Suddenly, the doors to the hall swung open again, and this ti a man and a woman walked in. The woman was young and beautiful, dressed in a gorgeous gown as if she had stepped right out of a fairy tale, and the man was handso but wore a mocking smile on his face.
"Zhang nglong!" Everyone imdiately recognized the young man.
"Sorry, I invited myself today!" Although he said this, Zhang nglong did not show any sign of embarrassnt, "Mr. Quan Zhenggui, surprised or not, guess what? I'm still alive!"
"How did you get in?" Quan Zhenggui's eyes flickered with surprise. Today's venue was heavily guarded—without an invitation, the security guards and Quan Zhenggui's own bodyguards wouldn't have let anyone in.
"I just waltzed right in!" Zhang nglong said, "Your guys are probably chatting with Lord Zhou in their dreams by now!"
"Bro, the people you hired are no good, trying to kill ? At least find soone slightly more impressive. And with an offer of just 200 US Dollars, I almost feel insulted!"
"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Quan Zhenggui couldn't possibly admit that Qingqiu Country had sent people to assassinate Zhang nglong—he had to pretend to be clueless.
"Looks like you're not going to admit it!" Zhang nglong said with a laugh, "Why don't you listen to this!"
Zhang nglong took out a small recording device.
"Did Su Zhihe send you to kill ?"
"How... how could you possibly know?"
...
The voices of Zhang nglong and Sorens were on the recording.
"Oh, and by the way, there's also the recording of Su Zhihe contacting the Assassin Organization. Wanna listen?" Zhang nglong said.
With his intelligence network, obtaining such evidence was a piece of cake.
"You..." Everyone in the hall changed color. If what Zhang nglong claid was true and he had those pieces of evidence, then the fact that they had sent people to assassinate Zhang nglong was confird. If exposed to the international community, Qingqiu might soon beco everyone's target.
"Su Zhihe, it was you who sent people to do it, right?" Quan Zhenggui said.
"Is there a recording device and a video device?" Zhang nglong communicated telepathically with Ye Yin.
"I can block them all!"
Having received a positive response from Ye Yin, Zhang nglong's smile twisted practically to the heavens, "It was
who hired soone to do the job, a discount sale, for just 10 bucks. Isn't that cheap?"
Hearing Zhang nglong's maddening voice, Quan Zhenggui couldn't help clenching his fist.
"What are you looking at, think being the president is so great? Believe it or not, I'll spend 15 bucks to turn you into a corpse just like Su Zhihe," Zhang nglong taunted, facing those who wanted him dead without the slightest psychological burden.
"Zhang nglong, are you threatening ? Aren't you afraid this could lead to a dispute?"
"I am threatening you, co at
if you dare!" Zhang nglong continued brazenly, "Hahaha, do you want to make my cri known to the public? But you guys don't have any evidence!"
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