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Chapter 908 The Fisherman

Like Jin Junxiu, the others also had lingering fears, so naturally they felt grateful to Fang Lin.

Adhering to the consistent style of three good young people and not wanting to waste time on being grateful, Fang Lin quickly found an opportunity to leave the TV building.

"Mr. Fang, you don't seem to be relaxed at all. Do you feel that this matter is not the end, but the beginning?"

Returning to the car, Ouyang Linhu asked when he saw that Fang Lin was not at all happy.

"Well, tell me what you think."

Fang Lin said casually while driving.

"I think the most disgusting thing about this incident is not Nan Bin, but what's hidden behind the scenes.

Combined with Zhu Cong's prophetic vision, it should be him, right?"

"Remove the question, it's him, and continue talking."

Fang Lin said with great certainty.

"Well, so Nan Bin is just a chess piece.

Zhu Cong killed two birds with one stone, not only leading to the end of the competition, but also sending Nan Bin to prison.

And you think about it! Why did Zhu Cong divide the bomb into three parts?

Did it take so long to set up?

If he really wants to blow up the TV station, wouldn't it be more convenient to just set it for ten minutes?"

"so what?"

"So I still can't figure out whether Zhu Cong really wants to blow up the TV station?

Look at the design, everything is interconnected. Without you, the TV station would be destroyed.

It’s still the same problem, if he really wants to explode, there is no need to set such a long time.”

Ouyang Lin frowned and said in confusion.

"False and false, true and false, this is the most evil thing about Zhu Cong.

Things at the TV station are not tense for the time being. What we need to figure out is why Zhu Cong stopped the competition?

Zhu Cong vowed before that he would kill me in the competition."

"Mr. Fang said yes, what are you going to do now?"

"Let nature take its course, didn't you prepare a list?

Let’s pick the tough ones first and have some fun.”

After thinking for a moment, Fang Lin answered very calmly.

When Fang Lin left the TV station, he was in the largest and most luxurious villa in the middle of the villa area in the north of Xingzhou City.

"Father."

Zhu Cong signaled the young man to wait outside, and then led a maid to the study on the second floor, bowing respectfully at the door.

"Come in."

Soon, a strong middle-aged man's voice came from the study room.

As Zhu Cong slowly opened the study door, the maid left quickly, and a middle-aged man in his fifties and forties appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man was wearing a loose Tang suit and was writing heavily at his desk.

He is about 1.7 meters tall and looks a little chubby, but he is full of energy.

This person is Zhu Cong's father, Zhu Xiong, the patriarch of the Zhu family empire.

"My father's calligraphy is becoming more and more fluent. If this is put on the market, it will definitely be a masterpiece.

Among contemporary calligraphers and painters, I am afraid they are already looking for masters who can compare with you, father."

Looking at the four cursive characters "Dragon Horse Spirit" written on the table, Zhu Cong spoke with heartfelt praise.

"how?

Now you even know how to flatter me?"

Zhu Xiong said in a happy mood.

"where?

You know your son well, and you will never flatter him. If you have one, you are one."

"Well, I already know about the competition, and you did a good job.

How about it?

Are you sure?

According to the latest information, this Fang Lin is not an ordinary person! At such a young age, he can already be said to be the invisible richest man.

And not only Handong Province, but also all the major forces in Central Plains Province have become attached to him.

I heard that he is also related to Longya, the Huaxia Mansion, the Long Family in the capital, and other forces. If you want to touch him, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!"

"Father, please rest assured, everything is under your and your son's control.

Fang Lin must have been completely confused by us now. It will only take three to five days to capture him.

I promise to do it perfectly and not cause any trouble to the Zhu family."

Zhu Cong said with confidence.

"Okay, I'm most at ease with you doing the work.

By the way, it's time to capture them in Nanfu, so you go prepare."

"Then how should we explain to Yao Chengjun?"

"On the territory of Seoul Province, there is only the Zhu family empire, who is Yao Chengjun?

The Fuxi Divine Clan must obey the orders of our Zhu family."

Zhu Xiong said with an extremely proud smile.

"My father taught me that you are really strategist and everything is under your control.

Those fools in Nanfu really think that we dare not touch them.

Haha... They would never have imagined in their wildest dreams that the reason why the Zhu family left them alone was just to let them help us give birth to the Fuxi Clan."

"Go and do it! Once all this is done, the Zhu family will be able to dominate the whole of China.

By then I will be old, and everything should be left in your hands."

Zhu Xiong waved his hand casually and said.

"Cunning old fox, huh... we still don't know who the real fisherman is! Do you really think that I have done so much for you just for the sake of the little Zhu family?"

After exiting the villa respectfully, Zhu Cong's face darkened until the villa disappeared before his eyes, and he spat in the direction of the villa and said coldly.

The moment Zhu Cong left the villa, Fang Lin's car parked on the other side of a courtyard at the southern end of Xingzhou City.

A small river crosses the left and right sides, and three stone bridges connect the front and rear.

The bright red lacquered door is tightly closed, and the two majestic lions are lifelike, demonstrating the unusual identity of the owner.

At this time, Fang Lin had already driven around the courtyard and had seen a lot of wealthy villas, but compared with this antique courtyard, they were obviously on a lower level.

A courtyard is at least two or three times larger than the three villas of Ouyang's family combined. Countless pavilions and rockeries can be seen from a long distance away, and there are even birds singing and the fragrance of flowers. It can be seen that the owner is a big man who enjoys life very well.

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"This yard is really nice."

Fang Lin nodded appreciatively.

“The owner of this yard is Wei Beiwang, known as the ‘Retail King’.

You also know that Seoul Province used to be said to be a barren land, but it has only developed in the past few years.

Because of some preferential policies, Seoul Province has attracted many foreign investors, and Wei Beiwang is one of them.

According to incomplete statistics, there are nearly 500 supermarkets and real estate stores owned by the Wei family in Seoul Province."

Ouyang Lin was not in the mood to watch the scene, so he replied solemnly.

"Well, he's a big boss."

“Many foreign investors have to rely on the Zhu family in order to gain a foothold in Seoul Province.

But the Wei family is an exception. It is said that he also has many backers in the capital, and even the Yan family has to give way to them, which is very impressive.

Of course, I have no evidence for this. Wei Beiwang has very little contact with local forces like us and has only heard about it.

But the only thing that is certain is that since the Wei family came to Xingzhou City, the Zhu family has indeed not caused any trouble to them, which seems to confirm those rumors."


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