novelraw Chapter 566 : The Fish Behind the Scenes Took the Bait
Chapter 566 : The Fish Behind the Scenes Took the Bait
Chapter 566: The Fish Behind the Scenes Took the Bait
At 11 pm, sitting in the car on the way home.
Chen Fan sat in the back seat, rubbing his slightly swollen head.
By the end of tonight's dinner gathering, Chen Fan didn't know how much he had drunk.
In any case, he had collected quite a few phone numbers and business cards, and even gained several disciples who liked street racing.
Chen Fan felt it was worth trading a drunken night for a chance to join the circle.
"Old Feng, do you have any cigarettes?"
"Yes." Feng Pojun explained awkwardly while driving, "Boss, I don't smoke good cigarettes."
"It's fine. Give me one."
Only then did Feng Pojun take out a pack of cigarettes and hand it over along with a lighter.
Chen Fan sat up straight, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a deep drag, letting the smoke enter his lungs, then exhaling. His thoughts temporarily cleared up a bit.
Opening the car window, the night breeze blew in. Chen Fan let out a long sigh, feeling much better.
With the cigarette in his mouth, he glanced at Feng Pojun concentrating on driving in front.
Chen Fan slowly said, "Old Feng, why don't you find a trustworthy young man from the security team to drive for me tomorrow? Then you won't have to run around with me every day."
Feng Pojun was startled.
"Boss, don't you trust me anymore?"
"It's not that. It's mainly that you're doing well as the security manager now, there's no need for you to come over and be my driver."
Old Feng replied in a muffled voice, "Compared to being at the club, I prefer being by the boss's side as a driver."
Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.
"Suit yourself."
"By the way, where are you living now?"
"I rented a place near the club, a one-bedroom apartment. It's enough for me living alone."
Chen Fan smiled and said, "You can be considered one of the first batch of veterans who started the business with me."
"Before, when we were struggling to start the business, you all suffered along with me. Now that we've finally achieved some success, I've neglected the welfare and benefits for you veterans."
"How about this, in a couple of days I'll discuss with Manager Ding and see if we can come up with some regulations to increase the benefits for you managers and those outstanding employees."
Old Feng turned his head with a grin.
"Thank you, boss. But I don't spend much money usually, being alone."
Chen Fan laughed.
"Don't let the other managers at the club hear you say that, or they might knock you out."
Feng Pojun scratched his head a bit embarrassedly.
"Old Feng, you're only in your forties this year, right?"
"Mm-hmm."
Chen Fan sighed, "At the age of knowing fate, haven't you thought about finding someone again?"
Old Feng focused on driving, and after a while, he said in a muffled voice,
"It's good being alone."
Chen Fan didn't say more, knowing this guy hadn't walked out of the grief of losing his wife yet.
"I'll squeeze in with you at your place tonight. I drank too much and it's very late, I won't go back home to avoid my mom's nagging."
Old Feng was a bit embarrassed: "Boss, my place is a bit messy..."
Chen Fan chuckled, "I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's fine for one night."
Throwing the burnt-out cigarette butt out the window, Chen Fan suddenly remembered something.
"Oh right. Help me look into something."
"Ruochu told me that when the car crashed that day, I was unconscious and she couldn't pull me out of the car alone. In the end, it was a passerby who helped pull me out..."
"Help me find out who this person is. So many days have passed, we should express our gratitude."
Feng Pojun nodded.
"That's easy. I'll take care of it tomorrow."
Chen Fan then asked, "Old Yang agreed to stay?"
"Mm. He said he's betting the latter half of his life on the boss."
Chen Fan smiled. "Don't worry, I won't mistreat him."
"When you have time, settle the payment for his last mission, and give him an extra 5,000 yuan as a bonus."
"Also, tell him to stay hidden in the dark for now, don't show his face, and don't let people know about his relationship with us."
"Old Yang only has one task now, to keep a close eye on the Zhao family for me."
"Especially their second young master, Zhao Longqi. Keep a close watch on his every move."
Feng Pojun hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Boss, are you sure the person behind the scenes is the Zhao family?"
"We still haven't found the person who called and contacted Song Mingjie."
Chen Fan sneered.
"Besides him, I can't think of anyone else in Yunhai who hates me so bitterly."
"It's actually very easy to confirm if it's him. You do this..."
Chen Fan gave some instructions in a low voice, and Old Feng nodded to indicate he understood.
On the way back, Chen Fan called his mom to say he was playing with friends too late tonight and wouldn't be coming home, but staying at a friend's place for the night.
Li Jinqiu didn't say much, just reminded her son to be careful and not to drink.
Back at Old Feng's place, Old Feng cleaned up the master bedroom for Chen Fan to stay in, while he moved to sleep on the living room sofa.
Chen Fan was on the balcony having his routine phone call with Su Ruochu.
Meanwhile, Old Feng took Song Mingjie's phone and turned it on, then found the number Song Mingjie had mentioned last time.
He sent a text message:
"What do you guys mean? Aren't you going to help me leave yet?"
"I have a feeling the police are about to find me."
"Hmph. If you don't help soon, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll spill everything then, we can die together."
After sending it, there was still no response.
Old Feng smoked a cigarette, then sent another message as the boss had instructed.
"I knew long ago you'd abandon me after using me, wanting me to take all the blame? Hmph, luckily I kept something up my sleeve. Don't think I don't know who you people are."
"Anyway, I have nothing left to lose now. I'm not afraid of death, but you Zhao, do you dare to perish with me?"
Directly pointing out the Zhao family was a risky move. If the person behind the scenes wasn't the Zhao, then Chen Fan might never be able to track them down in the future.
This time, after about 3 minutes, the phone vibrated with a message.
Feng Pojun opened it to look.
"What do you mean?"
Seeing this message, Feng Pojun's lips curled into a smile.
The fish took the bait. Looks like the boss guessed right.
The other side was indeed the Zhao family.
Soon, the other party called. Feng Pojun rejected it.
They called again. He hung up again.
This time, the other party seemed a bit angry.
"What do you mean?"
Feng Pojun replied: "Sorry, I don't trust you guys now. I'm afraid your Zhao family will betray me."
The other party: "How did you know?"
Feng Pojun: "Never mind how I knew. I just have one thing to say now, if you want mutual destruction, I can turn myself in tonight."
Sure enough, the other party's attitude softened.
"Young Master Song, don't be angry. We never thought of betraying a friend from beginning to end. You're overthinking it."
"We haven't contacted you these past few days because we've also been trying to find a way for you to leave Yunhai."
Feng Pojun: "Cut the crap. I don't believe a word you say now."
The other party: "What exactly do you want?"
Feng Pojun: "It's simple. I want 5 million yuan in cash plus a fake passport."
"Give me the money and I'll disappear immediately, never to return."
The other party: "Are you sure you can keep your mouth shut once we give you the money?"
Feng Pojun: "Rest assured. I'm a man of my word."
The other party: "Alright. Name a place and we'll meet for the transaction."
Feng Pojun thought for a moment and replied: "Tomorrow night, West Harbor pier, 11 pm. Remember, only you can bring the money."
"Once I get the money, I'll leave right away."
"Good. It's a deal."
Feng Pojun knew the other party had taken the bait. He put away the phone and walked towards the bedroom next door. He needed to report to the boss.