The Strongest Master Venturing Urban

Chapter 982 984: Lifesaving Straw

Zhang Zixuan nodded and, after leaving the office, immediately told Chen Bin about the matter.The latter had just finished reading a WeChat message when he immediately received a call from Fang Mingkun.

Regarding the dinner invitation, Chen Bin naturally chose to accept it enthusiastically.

That evening, he went to a club, and raised his glass with Fang Mingkun and Zhang Zixuan.

His demeanor was so carefree, it seemed like he had no idea this was a trap.

Fang Mingkun didn't know how well Chen Bin could hold his liquor, so he was prepared to spike the drinks.

However, to his surprise, after just three glasses of white wine, Chen Bin showed signs of intoxication.

By the sixth glass, his speech started to become incoherent.

By the seventh glass, Fang Mingkun thought it was about the right time.

After all, Chen Bin was supposed to take care of business with Zhang Zixuan soon; getting him completely wasted would ruin the plan.

With just a glance, Zhang Zixuan understood something.

She quickly said, "Secretary Chen, you've had too much, why don't I help you to a room to rest?"

"No... no! I'm not drunk..."

Zhang Zixuan ignored his protests, stood up, and helped Chen Bin out of the private room.

As they walked, her heart was also in turmoil.

After all, Zhang Zixuan had only told Chen Bin that Fang Mingkun was plotting against him.

As for what Chen Bin planned to do, she had no idea.

As soon as they left the private room, Zhang Zixuan whispered, "Are you really drunk or...?"

Chen Bin still looked dazed, as if he was completely unaware.

This sight made Zhang Zixuan feel quite panicked.

If Chen Bin was truly drunk, what should be done?

Upon entering a room equipped with hidden cameras, Zhang Zixuan's nerves were stretched to the limit.

Just after locking the door, she heard Chen Bin drunkenly say.

"I... I need to go to the bathroom!"

Without saying a word, Zhang Zixuan could only assist him toward the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Fang Mingkun sat in his office, watching the actions of the two on his computer screen, a smile playing at his lips.

Just as he thought he could enjoy an exciting scene, the monitor suddenly showed nothing but static.

This startled Fang Mingkun; he quickly began checking the connections.

However, he found no issues at all.

He hurriedly made a call to have a technician come and fix it.

Then he contacted Zhang Zixuan, "How are things progressing between you two now?"

"Things are going well, just about to start. Oh... hang on a second, my friend is calling."

Hearing Chen Bin's drunken voice over the phone, Fang Mingkun quickly instructed.

"Try to stall for a bit, there's a technical issue, but it will be fixed shortly."

After hanging up, Fang Mingkun started urging the technicians.

"Hurry up with the fix, what are you standing around for?"

The technicians were puzzled; after checking, they found no problems with the equipment.

Under pressure, they tried all the methods they could think of.

And so, about ten minutes slipped away silently.

Just when Fang Mingkun was about to lose his temper, the monitor once again displayed the room's footage.

He quickly dismissed the technician and focused intently on the computer screen.

To Fang Mingkun, Zhang Zixuan's charms were nothing new.

Though neither of them had stated it officially, they were essentially secret lovers.

Zhang Zixuan had a distinct quality; she was particularly enticing, irresistible in intimate moments.

Moreover, when she moved her slender waist, it was like a small motor—deadly captivating.

Fang Mingkun considered himself strong, yet with Zhang Zixuan, he never lasted more than five minutes.

So for the sake of appearances, he rarely engaged with Zhang Zixuan.

After watching the screen for a while, Fang Mingkun quickly noticed something was amiss.

No matter how he adjusted the camera angle, he couldn't see Chen Bin's face.

He initially wanted to call Zhang Zixuan and have her switch locations with Chen Bin, but no one answered the call.

Soon, the man on the screen shuddered all over and slumped over Zhang Zixuan.

The two of them just lay there motionless, as if it was over.

"Bang!"

Fang Mingkun slammed his fist on the table, seething with anger.

Yet after calming down, he felt this did not hinder his subsequent plans.

After all, Chen Bin was unaware of the hidden camera, he just needed to capture a segment of the video to intimidate him.

Having made up his mind, Fang Mingkun safeguarded the video content and left the office alone.

About ten minutes later, static again filled the computer screen.

The two in the room disappeared without a trace.

The following morning, Zhang Zixuan came to Fang Mingkun's office and asked.

"How'd it go, did you get the evidence?"

Fang Mingkun gave a sigh, appearing quite disappointed.

"I got it, but it didn't capture Chen Bin's face. I called you then, why didn't you answer?"

Zhang Zixuan replied ruefully, "I was busy and couldn't pick up the phone. Plus, if Chen Bin heard, it would've been trouble."

Nodding his head, Fang Mingkun found such an explanation acceptable.

"Never mind, just let things be. Pretend you know nothing about last night, leave the rest to me."

"No problem!"

After leaving the office, Zhang Zixuan once again sent a WeChat message to Chen Bin, truthfully informing him of the preparations.

Days later, Fang Mingkun once again invited Chen Bin to the club for a meal, but Zhang Zixuan didn't accompany them.

After a few rounds of drinks and courses, Fang Mingkun suddenly seemed to remember something, saying.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot. Yesterday, I received an anonymous email with surprising contents."

Chen Bin, curious, asked, "What kind of email?"

Fang Mingkun casually picked up the nearby laptop and clicked on the player, saying.

"This, I have no idea how it ended up being sent to me."

Upon seeing the contents, Chen Bin's face immediately changed.

"Isn't this from that night..."

Observing Chen Bin's shocked expression, Fang Mingkun felt quite pleased.

Then he continued, "The sender also mentioned they've got more than one video. You see..."

Chen Bin's expression grew increasingly uneasy, looking almost pleadingly at Fang Mingkun.

"Mingkun, could you give me this video?"

"Of course! But the original file is with them, even if I give it to you, it's useless."

"Should I... call the police?"

"Secretary Chen, you mustn't call the police! Think about your position, reporting this would only blow things up. If the Discipline Inspection Commission finds out, you'd be in real trouble."

At these words, Chen Bin grew noticeably frantic.

"Then what should I do?"

"I think the people behind the video have an agenda. Why not play along with them for now, and figure out a solution later?"

Nodding sharply, Chen Bin looked like he had grabbed onto a lifeline, gazing pitifully at Fang Mingkun.

"I've worked hard to reach my level today, you must help me out!"