After a brief contact, the only impression Zhu Cong gave Fang Lin was that of evil, which was completely unpredictable.
"Haha... Fang Lin, now you should have realized how powerful our young master of the Zhu family is, right?
To be honest, I suspect that Yao Chengjun has been tricked by him, and no one can guess what he is thinking.
I advise you to get out of Seoul as soon as possible and don’t attend any meeting between the three provinces, otherwise you will really be fooled to death."
After being stunned, Nan Tianren immediately returned to normal, and Fang Lin mocked.
"It seems like he didn't play tricks on me, but on you, Young Master Nan Mansion, right?
It’s not just Yao Chengjun who should be careful, but also you. Who knows if Zhu Cong’s plan includes swallowing up Nanfu?
His ambition is harder to guess than his mind.
To tell you the truth, he told me a long time ago that he wanted to stop the competition from proceeding."
Fang Lin said with a faint smile.
"You...okay, we'll see.
Don’t forget, the lives of Gao Meilan and Hu Keer are still in my hands, blocking the glory and future of the entire Nanfu, I will definitely let the competition continue."
With one word, Fang Lin revealed his worries. Nan Tianren instantly felt as if he had been slapped in the face. His face felt hot and uncomfortable, and his expression instantly became very gloomy.
"When have you ever seen Nan Tianren deflated?
Damn, it’s so fucking refreshing.
This hegemonic competition is already in a weird situation, wouldn't it be a good thing if someone sabotaged it?
Moreover, the breakup between the Zhu family and Nanfu is a God-given opportunity for us! Why, Mr. Fang doesn’t seem to be very happy?"
Seeing Nan Tianren walking away in anger, Ouyang Lin, who had never spoken a word, exclaimed that he was happy.
But looking at Fang Lin's expressionless face, he couldn't help but wonder.
“It’s precisely because it’s so weird that it’s so unreasonable.
Who knows whether this apparent break is the foreshadowing of another bigger conspiracy?
It’s better to be cautious.”
Fang Lin said seriously.
"What Mr. Fang taught you is..."
Ever since I met Fang Lin, he has always been the master of conversation and laughter.
Have you ever seen him so dignified?
In an instant, Ouyang Lin felt so much in his eyes that he didn't even dare to take any pleasure in his misfortune.
The seemingly nonsensical brief confrontation allowed Fang Lin to get to know the Zhu family and Nan Mansion up close in a real sense.
With the same arrogance, Nan Tianren is cunning and ruthless, but his methods are not clever and he is obviously controlled by others.
Zhu Cong is scheming and calm. He is a rare good opponent with both IQ and force.
"Haha... There's no need to be so serious! Let's go and take a look at the so-called bomb."
When the soldiers came to cover up the water and earth, Fang Lin instantly returned to normal and smiled calmly.
"Well, Zhu Cong's words seem to mean something.
I just asked the Ouyang family, and there was nothing strange. Who could he be talking about?
Jin Junxiu hasn't shown up today, could it be..." Ouyang Lin asked in confusion as Fang Lin walked out.
"There's nothing wrong with Kim Junsu, I've confirmed it.
The power behind the Zhu family leads to the capital. Perhaps he is not talking about Seoul Province at all.
Let’s not worry about that, this is a matter that threatens the lives of tens of thousands of people.
To deal with the Zhu family and Nanfu, it's not enough for you and I to rely on the Ouyang family alone, this may be an opportunity."
The King of Kitchen Competition was forced to come to an end. Although he knew that there must be a huge conspiracy in it, he had no choice but to focus on the matter in front of him.
"Well, this may be a good thing for us. After all, we can be said to be unprepared, and we have no idea about the undercurrents behind the competition.
By the way, I have arranged for people to secretly sort out the enterprises and small forces in Xingzhou City that have not yet fully relied on the Zhu family and Nanfu. It may be useful.
As long as we fully unite these forces, we will be a little more sure."
"Well done, we'll visit them again later."
Fang Lin nodded with satisfaction.
As soon as they walked out of the studio, Fang and Lin were guided out of the TV station by security guards and the police who rushed over.
"You even dare to bomb the TV station. It's so audacious."
"It is simply a provocation to our entire Seoul Province. The murderer must be caught and brought to justice."
In less than ten minutes, more than 10,000 people were completely outside the safety line.
Except for a few who choose to protect themselves wisely, the vast majority are still concerned about the safety of the TV station.
As one of the best provincial satellite TV stations in China, Seoul TV can also be said to be the face of the entire city of Seoul. All kinds of angry voices instantly broke out among the crowd.
Such a big thing happened in the station, and as the station director, Jin Junxiu naturally could not stay away from it.
Fang Lin learned from Kim Junsu's phone call and the few words spoken by everyone that an anonymous caller claimed that thirty time bombs had been installed inside the TV station.
With tens of thousands of lives on the line, the TV station naturally did not dare to be careless, so it made the temporary decision to cancel the competition and call the police.
I thought it was just a joke, but the police's professional investigation broke everyone's luck in an instant.
In less than half an hour, twenty-seven electronic time bombs capable of razing the entire TV station to the ground were found and defused.
But it was still three pieces away from the thirty pieces that the opponent had exploded, but it still hadn't been seen.
In a small conference room in the TV Building, Jin Junxiu was nervously discussing countermeasures with more than ten people.
"Director Jin, we have thoroughly investigated using very professional means, and there are indeed no other bombs in the station.
However, there are still fifteen minutes left before the full one-hour time limit mentioned by the other party.
For safety reasons, we still recommend clearing the area quickly to avoid casualties."
A police representative, a middle-aged man in his thirties said with a solemn expression.
"People can evacuate, but the search must not stop.
Not to mention other things, once the TV Tower is bombed, the direct economic damage will be at least tens of billions. Which of you can bear this responsibility?"
A middle-aged man said angrily without thinking.
"Yes, the search cannot stop.
Economic losses are still one aspect. If it is really bombed, the negative social impact it will bring will not be healed for a hundred years. Where does this put the face of Seoul as a whole?"
"I think you are making too much fuss. Are the villains' words worthy of our belief?
Look! They don’t have thirty bombs at all, they’re just trying to scare you cowardly rats.”
Nan Bin, who had been crossing his legs, was completely unimpressed and even said proudly.
It was almost like a vegetable market, with the constant quarrels making Jin Junxiu's head grow bigger.
Of course he knew the reason for Nan Bin's indifference, no matter whether it was handled appropriately at this time?
The negative impact it has had on society is difficult to heal. As the director of the station, he has finally achieved his goal. This time, not even gods can save him.
"There must be a bomb, but the gangster did not tell the truth.
The remaining three time bombs are not one hour, but two hours.
The gangster's purpose is obvious, that is, he really wants to blow up the TV building.
The gangsters were very cunning. Twenty-seven bombs were fired in one hour. We naturally thought that we would be completely safe after one hour.
An hour later, the TV station was basically back to work, and thousands of lives were wiped out in an instant."
