Best Young Master
Chapter 285 - 251 "No Tears Until They See the Coffin

Chapter 285: Chapter 251 "No Tears Until They See the Coffin

"Haha..."

It was broad daylight, and the morning light was spilling in; laughter could be heard from the master bedroom of a two-story house in the municipal government’s residential compound. Bai Luo opened his eyes and woke from a beautiful dream, a smug smile still lingering on his face.

"There’s a saying, ’What you think about during the day, you’ll dream of at night,’ and it’s really true."

A few seconds later, Bai Luo’s consciousness gradually cleared, and he remembered the dream he just had. In the dream, Ye Fan was kneeling in front of him like a groveling dog, begging for mercy. Bai Luo laughed proudly, stepping on Ye Fan’s face with his foot, as if a divine being looking down on an ant.

"Ye Family’s bastard, even if you knelt down and kowtowed to me, calling me ’Grandpa,’ I still wouldn’t let you off."

The scene from the dream emerged in his mind, and Bai Luo’s self-satisfied smile grew even more intense, feeling as refreshed as if he had eaten a Ginsengfruit from head to toe.

As his voice faded, he picked up a watch that had no brand name beside his pillow but was actually far more expensive than brands like Patek Philippe and Vacheron Constantin, and was surprised to find it was already past eight o’clock.

This discovery left him slightly startled.

Because, to avoid giving anyone something to use against him, he had never been late for work since he entered politics.

Although his record of never being late was broken, Bai Luo didn’t mind. Instead, he calmly put on his watch, got out of bed, and pulled back the curtains.

"The sunlight is really brilliant."

As he opened the curtains, the bright sunshine immediately poured through the glass into the bedroom, and Bai Luo smiled and exclaimed, his smile appearing even more radiant than the sunshine outside the window.

Twenty minutes later, after washing up and dressing neatly, Bai Luo walked out of the villa with his briefcase in hand.

"Young Master."

At the villa’s entrance, Wang Zhong, dressed in a black suit, had already been waiting for quite some time. Upon seeing Bai Luo come out, he quickly greeted him.

"Uncle Zhong, have you heard any news?"

Because after Guan Lin’s incident, Bai Guotao had called Bai Luo specifically, strictly admonishing him not to act rashly, and for this reason, Bai Luo had not told Wang Zhong that he had impulsively contacted Chen Feilian to assassinate Ye Fan.

"Reporting back, Young Master, there’s still no news from Miss Guan’s side—the results of the injury examination for the police officer assaulted by Miss Guan haven’t come out yet," Wang Zhong instinctively thought Bai Luo was asking about Guan Lin’s matter and hurriedly replied.

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Bai Luo responded indifferently, yet inside he questioned himself: By rights, news of the Ye Family’s bastard being killed should have come out, right? Could it be that Chen Feilian’s people slaughtered everyone in the villa and destroyed all the evidence?

That must be it.

Thinking of Chen Feilian informing him over the phone last night that Ye Fan had met his demise, Bai Luo confirmed his own guess.

A few minutes later, Bai Luo left the municipal government’s residential compound in a red-flagged H7 car.

Inside the car, Wang Zhong was driving with focus, while Bai Luo thought for a moment, took out his cellphone from his briefcase, and called his secretary, "Check the phone number for the director’s office at the Airport Branch and send it to my cellphone."

"Yes, Director."

The secretary quickly complied, and a minute later sent the number to Bai Luo’s cellphone.

Bai Luo opened the message, did not hesitate, and directly dialed the number.

"Hello, you’ve reached me," came a confident male voice from the other end of the phone upon answering.

"Hello, Director Chen, this is Bai Luo," Bai Luo introduced himself.

"Hello, Director Bai."

Director Chen on the line hesitated slightly upon hearing Bai Luo, then promptly regained his composure and responded politely.

"Director Chen, I would like to understand the latest developments regarding the airport assault case," Bai Luo did not hide the purpose of his call and got straight to the point.

"This..."

Director Chen appeared somewhat troubled; according to protocol, Bai Luo was not entitled to be informed about the case’s progression, especially since Bai Luo had an unusual relationship with the suspect Guan Lin and should have been recused.

"Director Chen, I’m just looking to be updated on the situation, is that so difficult?" Bai Luo’s tone grew displeased, knowing his position should warrant the Airport Branch director to treat him like a high-ranking elder, not to be given such a cold shoulder, considering he was the Young Master Bai and president of the Hong Ding Club, right?

"Director Bai, the injured police officer has undergone a disability assessment, but the results haven’t come out yet," Director Chen hinted his recognition of Bai Luo’s irritation with a slight hesitation, and truthfully replied—although doing so did not adhere to the rules, it was much better than offending Bai Luo!

"Is that so," Bai Luo paused, then added, "Arrange for me to have a phone call with Guan Lin."

"Director Bai, that might not be possible," Director Chen said with a troubled look.

"Why not?" Bai Luo pressed with fierce intensity.

"Secretary Feng is personally overseeing this case and has given instructions that, until the case is closed, no one is allowed to meet or speak with Miss Guan," Director Chen explained with difficulty: "Furthermore, the higher-ups are networked with the branch for 24-hour surveillance of Miss Guan, so any call between Miss Guan and you will be fully monitored from above."

"Hmph!"

Bai Luo huffed in displeasure and then added, "Find a way to convey to Guan Lin that this matter will soon be over."

Swish!

At the sound of Bai Luo’s confident words ringing in his ear, Director Chen’s face visibly paled; he wanted to say something, but Bai Luo had already hung up the phone.

Could it be that the Bai Family Faction is prepared to go all out to pull strings?

Listening to the "beep beep" coming from the receiver, Director Chen couldn’t help but ask himself, as his original expression of shock vanished, replaced by awe—awe for Bai Luo, and even more reverence for the Bai Family!

"Feng Dong, that bastard, actually dares to side with that bastard from the Ye Family. I think his good days are numbered!"

Meanwhile, inside the Red Flag H7 sedan, Bai Luo was filled with rage, clearly aware that whether it was Ye Fan’s smooth transition to the new godfather of the Dong hai underworld or Feng Dong’s personal supervision of this case, it was enough to show that Feng Dong was taking sides with Ye Fan.

"Buzz... Buzz..."

As Bai Luo’s angry curses fell, the sound of the phone vibrating rang out, and Bai Luo took out his phone to see a call from Bai Guotao.

Could it be... Could it be that the news of the Ye Family’s bastard’s murder had spread?

Bai Luo’s heart missed a beat, then after a moment of thought, he answered the call, "Dad."

"I’ve arranged a farewell banquet for your Uncle Guan tonight; you should also attend," Bai Guotao said.

"You’re coming to Dong hai?" Bai Luo asked.

"I’ve already arrived, and I’m en route to the city’s Party committee."

As Bai Guotao spoke, he added, "Your Uncle Guan has made no small contribution to our family over the years. Given what’s happened, it’s only proper for us to show some form of consideration. So, under the pretext of discussing ’joint cooperation and mutual development’ with two parties from the delta, I specifically came to Dong hai to see him off."

"I understand."

"Also, I spoke on the phone with your grandfather yesterday, and we think it’s no longer meaningful for you to stay in Dong hai, so we’ve decided to move you to Nanzhou as mayor. Prepare yourself, if nothing changes, you’ll be transferred next month," Bai Guotao continued.

"Uh..."

Bai Luo was momentarily dumbfounded.

When he learned that Guan Yi was heading to some deadbeat department in Yanjing, he knew his plan of gilding himself in Dong hai was ruined. He was considering when to bring up the matter with Bai Guotao, but he hadn’t expected Bai Guotao to have already thought ahead for him!

What’s more impressive, the Nanzhou that Bai Guotao mentioned is a major economic city right next to Nansu Province, next to Dong hai. Holding the position of the second-in-command there would greatly surpass his current position in terms of status, influence, and significance for gilding.

Moreover, according to what he knew, the head of Nanzhou was at the age of withdrawing from the front lines. After a short period of gilding, he could expect to replace him!

"By the way, do you remember what I told you last time? You haven’t been meddling with Xiao Lin, have you?" Seeing Bai Luo silent, Bai Guotao suddenly recalled something and asked a bit uneasily.

"No... no," Bai Luo was startled internally and responded instinctively before quickly adding, fearing Bai Guotao might suspect otherwise, "Thank you, Dad."

"That’s good to hear," Bai Guotao said, relieved. "Wait for my call this afternoon."

"Okay."

Bai Luo breathed a sigh of relief, his face lighting up with excitement. Then, after the call ended, he faintly guessed Bai Guotao’s intent and said coldly, "Guan Lin, don’t blame me for being heartless. After something like this happens, it’s destined that our paths won’t cross in the future. But as the saying goes, ’a day together as husband and wife means endless devotion.’ I will give you an explanation for this!"

As he spoke, Bai Luo also recalled the alignment between Feng Dong and Ye Fan, and he snorted coldly, "Feng Dong, I guarantee you will soon regret your current actions!"

"Buzz... Buzz..."

Just as Bai Luo was feeling a bit smug, the vibration of the phone rang again, a call from his secretary.

"Speak."

Bai Luo answered the phone, his tone arrogant as if he owned the world.

"Director, Director Zhao of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch wants to see you, and told me to call you to come back," the secretary said, recalling the Yanluo-like face of Zhao Meng, the head of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch, and feeling a shiver in his bones.

Hearing his secretary’s words, Bai Luo felt a stir in his heart, immediately understanding that the Yanhuang Organization had learned of Ye Fan’s murder.

While realizing this, and considering he had acted flawlessly in the entire affair without giving anything away, he wasn’t frightened but rather disdainfully said, "Tell him I’m on my way, and to wait for me."

As the words fell, Bai Luo hung up the phone directly.

Perhaps Zhao Meng’s directive to have the secretary inform him to return to the office rubbed Bai Luo the wrong way. Because of it, not only did he not rush back to the office, but upon his return, he did not go to the reception hall to see Zhao Meng; instead, he went straight to his office and had his secretary bring Zhao Meng to him.

"Director Bai, quite the display of official authority," Zhao Meng commented sarcastically upon entering Bai Luo’s office, thinking how he had waited for a full hour and still had to make his way to see Bai Luo, prompting a sneer.

"You’ve misunderstood, Director Zhao. I just came in, and Xiao Li told me you were in the office. I thought you were in my office," Bai Luo said, rising and feigning cordiality while deliberately scolding the secretary, "What are you even good for?"

"Bai Luo, save these little tricks for someone else. I’m not interested in squabbling with you," Zhao Meng said with a sneering smile, as if watching a monkey perform. "Let’s talk about the real issue."

"Xiao Li, go make a cup of tea for Director Zhao."

Bai Luo issued the instructions. Just as he was about to pretentiously invite Zhao Meng to sit down, Zhao Meng coldly interrupted him, "That won’t be necessary, Director Bai. You’d better just come with me."

"Come with you? Where to?" Bai Luo was taken aback.

"You’ve done something, don’t you know?" Zhao Meng said coldly.

"Uh..." Bai Luo’s face changed, then he pretended to be clueless, "Director Zhao, I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

"It seems you really won’t cry until you see the coffin," Zhao Meng said, raising his voice suddenly, his tone as cold as ice, "According to relevant evidence, you’ve conspired with foreign forces and hired martial artists to kill Mr. Ye Fan, Chairman of Dong hai Group, gravely violating the rules of the Yanhuang Organization—Director Bai, tell me, where are we going?"

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