Return of the King, Chapter 308 - 308 297 Big Brother Teaches Best

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308: Chapter 297 Big Brother Teaches Best

“You ask, you ask.” Sun Chong now had nothing but a hundred percent apprehension towards Song Yun, realizing that this newcor had already figured him out in less than a day.

Such a person had to be either ruthless or a blowhard, judging from various recent events, with the scales tipping towards ruthless.

“That Da Long, how many of your upper ranks has he connected with?” Song Yun asked, squinting his eyes.

“Well, since we’re all family here, let’s not mince words.

Anyone in the city system who has any say, except for Mayor Wang, is in bed with him.

It’s all about interests, if you don’t take them, soone else will,” Sun Chong said as he chewed on his food.

“But I trust you guys more, to be able to control the market of Tian Nan City.

That Da Long from the Panlong Organization is too domineering, he’s already caused a lot of public resentnt.

If you could restore peace to Tian Nan City by kicking them out, wouldn’t that be sothing?”

At this mont, Sun Chong looked like a saint, radiating light, of course, that was from his own perspective.

From the viewpoint of Song Yun, Wang Hu, and ng Ku, this Sun Chong was too damn good at pretending, just shalessly smooth.

“Of course.

We are all legitimate businessn, we don’t engage in illegal activities,” Song Yun said seriously.

“So, what does Xia Tian think about this matter?”

“Well…

Uh, the Secretary is very interested in our developnt.

After all, dealing with countless issues daily, he can’t focus all his energy on minor matters,” Sun Chong stated in an extrely official manner.

Wang Hu and ng Ku just felt that Sun Chong was giving Song Yun the runaround.

However, Song Yun managed to extract sufficient information that Xia Tian was rely focusing on his own performance and turning a blind eye to Da Long’s activities, as long as his own interests were secured.

“Co on, let’s continue drinking, let’s drop this subject,” Song Yun raised his glass and smiled.

“Really appreciate Director Sun making it to this feast today.

I’ve got enough information about the matter.

From this mont on, let’s talk only fun, no work.”

“Right, that’s the spirit,” Sun Chong chuckled, having said what he needed; what Song Yun made of it was none of his concern.

Just as everyone was getting slightly tipsy, the door was pushed open.

A mber of the Green Dragon Sect, knowing who the boss in the room was, bypassed Wang Hu and ng Ku and whispered into Song Yun’s ear, “Brother Song, Sister Yueyue was blocked by a bunch of bastards, and our brothers have already tied them up and thrown them in the lobby.”

“Who do these bastards belong to?” Song Yun asked with a cold laugh.

“They should be from the Panlong Organization.

No one else notable around here could afford to dine here,” the disciple whispered softly.

“Okay, you go down first, take care of your Yueyue,” Song Yun said, squinting his eyes.

After the disciple left, Song Yun coughed twice and said, “Director Sun, it seems that taking action against certain illegal organizations can’t be delayed.

Here we are dining, and in the anti, my niece gets stopped by so elents, lucky my subordinates were sharp enough to tie them up and throw them in the lobby, otherwise who knows what would have happened to her.”

Sun Chong’s face clouded over as he replied, “Definitely, I will start a thorough investigation as soon as I get back, rest assured.”

Just monts ago he had been boasting before Song Yun about how secure he could make Tian Nan City, but then those from Panlong had imdiately slapped him hard across the face; damn it, a dining place for the rich and noble, and these bastards really had to offend the most formidable one.

“Shall we go see those troublemakers now?” Sun Chong tentatively asked.

“There’s still ti, we can wait a bit before going,” Song Yun said with a smile.

“My subordinates are all great, the only problem is their quick temper and superior martial arts skills, I believe those bastards can’t trouble them.”

“Right, Director Sun, let’s keep drinking and dining here, let the underlings handle those minor issues,” Wang Hu said as he urged drinks.

“Co on Director Sun, this one’s for you.”

While Song Yun and Sun Chong were happily drinking, the door was pushed open again, and Li Yueyue stord in saying, “You sit here drinking, and outside they nearly started fighting.”

“It’s fine, skirmishes among the lower ranks are common,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.

Just as he finished, a man in a suit walked in, bowed to Song Yun, and said, “Brother Song, I’m the leader of this Green Dragon Sect contingent.

The Panlong bastards wanted to make peace, but we kicked them out.”

“Why kick them out?

If they want to make peace, let them,” Song Yun laughed.

“Director Sun, things might get a bit complicated soon, would you like to stay and eat or should I have soone escort you back?”

Since accepting the man’s money, he was obliged to ward off disasters for him, Sun Chong waved his hand with great righteousness and said, “I’d actually like to see these Panlong bastards dare to show off in my territory.”

“Good, go invite them in,” Song Yun said.

In no ti, two n walked in, and Song Yun took a hard look.

Damn, it was Xia Tian whom he’d mocked just this morning.

Humph, things were about to get entertaining.

Song Yun had been slightly worried about his plan, but now with Xia Tian seeing him and Director Sun having a jolly ti eating, who knows what he would think.

“Major General Song, we are really fated to et,” Xia Tian said grimly.

“I wonder why your n started trouble out of nowhere?”

“Trouble?

I didn’t see any.

Did you guys start trouble?” Song Yun looked confused and turned to the Green Dragon Sect leader.

“Brother Song, it was their guys who started it first, and they had no respect whatsoever, even daring to flirt with Sister Yueyue.

Not breaking their legs was already giving them face,” the leader said arrogantly.

“Kid, I rember you now,” the man beside Xia Tian said through gritted teeth, then turned to Song Yun, “So you are their behind-the-scenes boss?”

“And who are you?

So madman popping up from nowhere.

You rember my man; what will that do?

Bite off his dick?” Song Yun started laughing.

“Brother Song, if this brother insists on biting my dick, letting him have a nibble won’t kill anyone,” the leader said with a coy face.

“Haven’t our principles always been about helping others?”

“Good, my brother is indeed generous.

Get Black Flood Dragon to raise your salary when you get back,” Song Yun roared with laughter.

“It’s all thanks to the boss’s teachings,” the leader said gratefully.