The Strongest Master Venturing Urban

Chapter 983 985: Sorry, I'm Not Selling!

Fang Mingkun nodded, his face serious as he asked."Secretary Chen, do you want to find and destroy the original video?"

Chen Bin answered anxiously, "Of course I do, I dream about it!"

"Well... actually, I do have a way, but I need your help."

"What do you want me to do? With our relationship, just say it straight."

"Are you aware of the Imperial Capital Aircraft Research Institute?"

"Of course I know it, what's up?"

The Imperial Capital Aircraft Research Institute is one of the three major research institutes established jointly by Imperial Capital Aerospace University and the National Aviation Industry Group.

As the Secretary of Imperial Capital Aerospace University's Party Committee, Chen Bin naturally knew this place.

Fang Mingkun stared into his eyes and said.

"I heard this institute is involved in designing large aircraft, I wonder if you could get some internal information."

These words made Chen Bin's heart skip a beat, and he immediately countered.

"You, a businessman, what do you need aircraft internal information for?"

"That, you don't have to worry about, just tell me whether you can help or not."

After some hesitation, Chen Bin shook his head.

"I can help with other things, but this is leaking secrets. If caught, the consequences would be severe."

"But if your video gets out, it would be equally dangerous for others to know. As long as you are willing to help me, I can take care of your worries."

Seeing Chen Bin's troubled expression, Fang Mingkun continued.

"You can go back and consider this slowly, I am not in a rush."

Fang Mingkun felt he had caught Chen Bin's weak point.

As long as Chen Bin was willing to help, another leverage would fall into his hands.

Two days passed quickly.

Last night, Chen Bin brought someone to the club.

As soon as he entered the private room, Chen Bin introduced.

"Mingkun, this is Hu Zhijun, the deputy director of the Imperial Capital Aircraft Research Institute."

These words made Fang Mingkun's eyes light up, he promptly reached out his hand and said.

"Hello, Director Hu!"

Hu Zhijun shook his hand, "Hello, President Fang."

During dinner, the two started with small talk.

Later, under Fang Mingkun's deliberate guidance, Hu Zhijun voluntarily shared data about the large aircraft, which made him very happy.

After dinner, Fang Mingkun proactively handed over his business card and the club's gold card to Hu Zhijun.

And promised that in the future, regarding personal matters, he could always come to him.

After seeing Chen Bin and Hu Zhijun off, Fang Mingkun immediately took out a recorder from his pocket and turned back to his office.

Not long after, Chen Bin received a phone call.

"I've successfully intercepted the encrypted file Fang Mingkun was sending out, it contains all the data regarding the large aircraft. He calls the recipient 'Old Ghost.'

After hanging up the phone, Chen Bin exchanged a glance with the man beside him, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Hu Zhijun indeed existed, but the man beside Chen Bin was Zhu Quan, the director of the Anti-Spy Reconnaissance Bureau.

That day, after receiving Zhang Zixuan's call, Chen Bin decided to play along with the situation.

He wanted to see what Fang Mingkun would do with his leverage.

For the sake of safety, he discussed the entire operation procedure with Zhu Quan.

As for who exercised with Zhang Zixuan that night, it was an agent from the bureau, not Chen Bin himself.

By now, Fang Mingkun had exposed his fox tail.

It's almost certain that he is a spy.

Zhu Quan initially wanted to arrest him, but Chen Bin preferred to cast a wide net for the big catch.

He wanted to figure out what the identity of this "Old Ghost" was!

If they were spies, they should try to catch the whole group.

Just catching an insignificant Fang Mingkun was not his goal.

So Chen Bin decided, while investigating the Old Ghost, to continue monitoring Fang Mingkun.

In the following days, Fang Mingkun was anxious due to the lack of response.

Since previously sent emails would have results within a day.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed odd, so he instinctively sent an email.

"Did you receive what I sent last time?"

Old Ghost countered, "What are you talking about?"

This made Fang Mingkun even more perplexed, he checked the emails, and there was no record of sending failure.

Despite his confusion, that's all he could do, so he resent the previous content.

After receiving it, Old Ghost said the information was valuable and asked him to continue gathering intel on large aircraft.

Soon after, a payment of two million was deposited into Fang Mingkun's bank account.

From then on, Fang Mingkun frequently had meals with the agent posing as Hu Zhijun, Zhu Quan.

Gradually, he obtained a lot of "important" information about the large aircraft.

During this period, the technical staff was intensely digging into Old Ghost's information.

They even remotely implanted a virus in Fang Mingkun's computer.

However, Old Ghost was well-hidden, and despite the virus, he could recognize it immediately.

The battle between both sides was a draw.

This outcome left Chen Bin disappointed.

Until that day, Fang Mingkun received an email from Old Ghost.

The Nine-Tailed Fox should retreat, someone new will take over.

When the National Security Bureau informed Chen Bin of this, he was utterly bewildered.

Who is the Nine-Tailed Fox?

Thinking it over, he suspected it could be the nine foreign girls hidden in Fang Mingkun's club.

Sure enough, this idea was confirmed that night.

Through the room's eavesdropping devices, they learned Fang Mingkun planned to arrange for those nine foreign girls to leave the Imperial Capital.

Chen Bin ordered immediate and tight surveillance on those nine people.

If they dared leave the Imperial Capital, arrest them right away.

The next day at noon, Fang Mingkun had someone send the nine foreign girls to the Imperial Capital International Airport.

Once they had just settled on the plane, they were seized by the security personnel onboard.

Regarding this matter, Fang Mingkun was naturally unaware.

But Chen Bin knew, the paper couldn't cover the fire.

So he decided, before taking Fang Mingkun down, to seize all of his assets first.

That evening, while dining with Fang Mingkun, Chen Bin straightforwardly asked.

"How did your talks with Director Hu go? You should have gotten everything you wanted, right?"

This question made Fang Mingkun's heart tremble, he hurriedly denied having any ulterior motive in contacting Hu Zhijun.

"I don't understand what you're saying, Director Hu and I are just friends."

"Oh, I see. The video you handed me before, it's the original one, right?"

"Of course! Do you think, given our relationship, I'd deceive you?"

"Well then, I'm relieved. Actually, I came this time to talk business with you. A friend of mine is interested in your club, can you name a price directly?"

"Sorry, I never considered selling."

In Fang Mingkun's view, Chen Bin's words seemed absurd.

The latter glanced around and asked, "This club must be worth at least two million, right?"

"Two million? Hahaha..."

Fang Mingkun said smugly, "Secretary Chen, you must be joking. Not even mentioning the overall price of this property, just this private room alone costs more than two million."

"What if my friend insists on spending two million to buy it?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Mingkun's expression gradually turned icy.

"Sorry, I'm not selling!"