Chapter 139: Autumn of Many Events, Great Winds Rise (Fourth Update)

  Yue Pengfei felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders the moment he saw Deng Jiutian, and with a deep breath, he stood up, looking much more relaxed than before. The immense pressure of recent days had left him with many white hairs on his head.

  The steaming fish meat was rolling in the boiling soup, but Deng Jiutian and Yue Pengfei didn't move their chopsticks. Nowadays, they had a strong resistance to eating, this physiological function, most of the time they ignored it.

  Tang Zhongle was taken away, and Deng Jiutian received accurate news that the small figure who had been insignificant in his eyes was about to put the super-large shit pot of Ai Secretary's assassination on his own head. This filled him with fear, and Deng Jiutian, who knew the interests involved, thought deeply and sought a strategy to defeat the enemy. In the end, he sadly discovered that once the other side made this matter public, it would be like Sun Wukong running into the Five Fingers Mountain, with no possibility of turning over.

  Theft, scandalous news, hired killers, although these things actually have little evidence pointing to them, at least Deng Jiutian would not admit it even if he died, and others would find it difficult to produce irrefutable evidence. However, this society often does not need so much evidence, nor does it need so many truths that cannot be refuted, the thing in one's hand speaks for itself.

  Official hat, gun barrel, violent suppression and cultural confinement, after a few battles, you can make him worse than dead. Deng Jiutian is not afraid of anything, but he is most afraid of one thing: his father's official position is the foundation of everything for him. Once his father is no longer in the position of Executive Vice Governor, he will lose everything.

  What's wrong?

  The think tank came up with an idea for Deng Jiutian - a plan to cut off his descendants.

  Deng Jiutian took it upon himself. He insisted that he was not admitting to everything, and if he were to be arrested for a crime, Deng Peimin would also be affected. The best outcome would be to retire. Deng Jiutian needed to arrange for someone else to take the fall, and in the end, he was left with a charge of dereliction of duty. He donated all the assets of his company, and the old man let him off easy.

  The young master's defeat is a shameful thing to talk about, but he is still the second most powerful official in the province and has nothing to fear. He can disappear with his bad reputation in Beihai without worrying. As long as the old master protects him, everything will be fine.

  The key figure among them, Yue Pengfei is a special one and also the most difficult to deal with. The others are all under Deng Jiutian's command. Anyway, it's going to cost money. So he might as well spend the money on them, no matter whether they end up in jail or not, the amount of cash is enough to make them willingly offer their services.

  "For a lifetime. Can you make it to deputy department level?" Deng Jiutian pushed a check on the table towards Yue Pengfei.

  As long as you can bear it, all these will be yours.

  The numbers on the check were an irresistible temptation for Yue Pengfei. The check was just a symbol, what really tempted Yue Pengfei was that this money could be withdrawn from a Swiss bank, and anyone could collect it, as long as he took it, he wouldn't die, and after coming out, he would become rich and glorious.

  Yue Pengfei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes hesitating on the check for a long time, before saying in a hoarse voice: "Deng Shao..."

  Deng Jiutian waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. You just need to do your part, Old Yue. I came here in person because I trust you and I'm not afraid that you will betray me." He proactively lit a cigarette for Yue Pengfei and continued: "You should be clear that it's very inappropriate for me to show up at this time. Old Yue, I trust you. Your son is in Canada, right? I guarantee he'll live a happy life there."

  Yue Pengfei's eyes narrowed, and at the beginning, it was because his son's handle was caught by Deng Jiutian that there was today's situation. His son, who had caused trouble in Canada, almost got expelled, but Deng Jiutian sent someone to settle everything over there, and spent several million dollars on follow-up arrangements. Now that Deng Jiutian has brought up this matter again, it is clearly meant as a threat.

  The door of the private room was pushed open.

  Zhang Shidong twirled a carbon pen in his fingers, leaning against the door of the private room, looking at Deng Jiutian: "What's wrong, so anxious to start arranging for retreat? Why didn't you go and make some connections with the people upstairs? Oh, your rank is too low, you can't get in touch yet. Unless... let's have Governor Deng show his face?"

  Yue Pengfei felt a sudden tension throughout his body when he saw Zhang Shidong, and involuntarily took a step back, the cash on the table suddenly losing much of its appeal.

  Deng Jiutian narrowed his eyes, leaned back in his chair to get more comfortable, and crossed his legs: "You really are everywhere."

  Zhang Shidong: "I've been very busy lately, I just examined two corpses last night, I'm exhausted, my hands haven't even been washed yet, and I'm starving."

  Deng Jiutian's manner as a high-ranking official emerged: "We haven't started yet, sit down and eat."

  Zhang Shidong raised his thumb: "Not bad, still has some style, you say I'm despicable or not, a toilet lid on your head, feeling depressed or not?"

  Deng Jiutian smiled slightly, lit a cigarette, and didn't say a word. His gaze drifted to the wall of the private room, the meaning was very clear: he couldn't be bothered to waste words on you, so bring out whatever tricks you have, I'm waiting for you.

  Zhang Shidong didn't stand on ceremony either and sat down to eat.

  In the room, Deng Jiu Tian was smoking and tapping on the table, while Zhang Shi Dong was eating with a big mouthful of food, time passed in the mechanical movements of the two. Yue Peng Fei sat uncomfortably, occasionally wiping his sweat, every minute was so unbearable. He had no idea what these two were doing, whether they were friends or enemies living under the same roof. From what he knew about Zhang Shi Dong, this guy was a madman, how could he be so quiet?

  A meal that lasted over 20 minutes, Zhang Shidong got up and left immediately after finishing eating. Deng Jiutian didn't say much either, but when leaving the private room, he gave Yue Pengfei a deep look.

  The two people's actions left Yue Pengfei stunned, and only then did he understand what they meant. He walked to the window, opened it, and faced the cold winter wind, looking at the entrance of the restaurant. He understood everything now, except for a bitter smile, there was no other emotion. Himself, did he still have a choice?

  On the roadside, two police cars were parked. Outsiders couldn't tell, but insiders could see at a glance that they belonged to the provincial hall and municipal bureau leaders' shared vehicles. They served to show off their identity while not being too ostentatious about it. Those who understood knew this was a certain leader's vehicle, and in some places where it wasn't suitable to directly reveal one's identity, these cars played a role.

  It's not just these two cars, it's not a reason for Zhang Shidong to tolerate Deng Jiutian hitting his own father, Zhong Mou's car is nearby, and there is also a provincial committee car parked in the alley. Zhang Shidong can sense that at least five or six miniature cameras are nearby. He has the ability to deal with it, but he just wants to watch you perform like a monkey. Holding a stick in his hand, when you're performing, you're the focus of the whole scene. When he doesn't want to watch you perform anymore, he'll pull out the stick from behind and beat you directly.

  This stick is not good to show for the time being, use the monkey's performance to get freedom as a temptation, divert the monkey's attention, and this stick can slowly approach it.

  The entire city, on the surface, seems to have only added some inspection vehicles at each highway exit, and there are more 110 patrol cars. However, the lives of ordinary people have not been affected, eating, drinking, playing mahjong, going to work, sleeping, continuing the New Year's extension.

  In secret, Linhu City was tightly shrunk, and the nine points surrounding the city were all garrisoned by at least one company of armed soldiers and police. Several vehicles were prepared at each highway intersection, also filled with armed soldiers. All radio stations remained open, and with a single order, within three minutes, in non-central business districts, at least four vehicles and dozens of people would arrive at designated locations.

  Zhong Mian formally talks to Lin Ziqiang.

  Ai Yuejin, as the first-in-command, walked into the old governor's courtyard on his own initiative.

  Deng Peimin locked himself in his study, the lights were off, and the faint glow of cigarette butts lasted until dawn.

  Yue Tianluo, a young master of Yanjing who had contact with Zhang Shidong, got off the plane and looked at the snowflakes slowly floating down from the sky. He shook his head: "It's really an autumn of many things."

  By his side, the rugged and unyielding Bajun, with a majestic and powerful presence, silently serves as a loyal bodyguard.

  The horseman stopped at the airport gate. Zhang Shidong looked at Yue Tianlu and gave up the driver's seat to Pojun, sitting in the back seat with Yue Tianlu.

  The car is a symbol of some people who are not high-end and wealthy, but still pursue the flashy and powerful. Many famous cars have already fallen out of favor at the high-end level, and not many people are pursuing this kind of thing. Bo Jun took one glance to see the difference in this car, and after driving it, his eyes shone with excitement. During this time, Yue Tianlu had investigated Zhang Shidong's identity through his family connections, but only found some basic information, without access to more high-level data. What he did find was enough to make Yue Tianlu give up on the idea of casually befriending this ordinary-looking man.

  A soldier, an officer, a member of a highly classified department, and a man who once held the position of chief in a crucial department, accompanied by a stack of not too many but sufficient stunning information.

  Scout, Special Forces, member of the elite troops, special instructor, 99th precinct member, captain of the 99th precinct...

  Within a limited amount of information, one year's worth of data is blank, and two years' worth of data shows that all positions were cleared after demobilization.

  At the level of the Yue Tianlu family, there is no identity or perhaps more worthy of attention, able to use information that even their own family can't investigate, this person, has reached what height before?

  Yue Tianlu had obtained information that he had never concealed from Pojun, and Pojun had made guesses about Zhang Shidong's identity. The two men's experiences had intersected, but they had never met before. At this moment, a certain device in the car was a setup that Pojun had just experienced in the top-level troops.

  This car is a truly top-of-the-line luxury vehicle that can hold its own in front of any so-called aristocrat at home, perhaps the manual part can be measured by value, it belongs to a semi-military and semi-civilian R&D product, at least within ten years, the country will not sell it abroad, being able to get these things, this retired ordinary person without official position, has resources that far exceed those of some so-called big shots.