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Chapter 1060 - 742 Lucky

Chapter 1060: 742 Lucky

"Letting that Ding die just like that, Young Master Fang, isn’t that letting him off too easy?"

There is no sun or moon in the mountains.

It’s the same in the hospital.

After being conservatively observed for a period and diagnosed by the doctor with a mild concussion, Luo Han had not expected such drastic changes outside.

Miss Fang was dead.

Compared to that, his brother’s disability and the conflict with Yue Yang suddenly seemed trivial.

"Young Master Fang, does that Ding have any family left?"

Although he is now a renowned entrepreneur and philanthropist, Jiangshan’s nature is hard to change, and this big shot who called the shots in Western China didn’t start by doing business.

"He still has two old folks above him."

Fang Jun sat in what used to be Ding He’s office.

Dragon Gate Law Firm was originally an investment by Fang Ai, and now that Fang Ai was gone, it naturally belonged to the Fang Family.

"I’ll handle it."

Luo Han was decisive, with a cold and cruel look in his eyes.

Fang Jun, expressionless, said, "The gods are watching from three feet above. Aren’t you afraid of retribution, don’t you consider your family?"

Luo Han slightly furrowed his brows upon hearing this, caught off-guard.

"His parents have nothing to do with this, no need to involve the innocent."

Luo Han was internally surprised.

When had Young Master Fang become so merciful?

Of course.

This thought was just in his mind. He knew well where his power came from, and he always unconditionally followed Fang Jun’s orders, immediately responding, "Yes."

"I’ve already discussed the matter of your brother and Yue Yang with Tian Fen. He agreed to give up thirty percent of the shares, and we will let this matter rest."

At such a time, Luo Han naturally wouldn’t be unwise, and he quickly nodded: "Whatever Young Master Fang decides."

Fang Jun looked at Luo Han, who obeyed his words.

People like him always cultivated similar ’black gloves’—after all, for some shady dealings, they couldn’t be handled personally, or it would dirty their own hands. Thus, people like Luo Han found their purpose.

One was willing to go through fire and water, the other granted authority, each taking what they needed.

"Do you still remember the new owner of Apang Palace?"

"I remember."

Although the question was abrupt, Luo Han responded without hesitation. Ever since he followed Fang Jun, he had risen rapidly to power, never having suffered such humiliation, even being hospitalized—how could he not have a deep impression?

"Young Master Fang, that woman by his side is quite capable."

"Are you scared?"

Luo Han’s heart stirred slightly, detecting some hints, so he carefully just said, "No."

"If I asked you to arm wrestle with the new owner of Apang Palace, would you dare?"

Sure enough.

A chill ran through Luo Han’s heart.

He was certainly not a coward; cowards couldn’t be favored by patrons and stand here.

However, he had climbed to today’s height not only because he was ruthless, but importantly also because of a shrewd brain.

There were many desperados who didn’t mind dying, but most ended up behind bars working a sewing machine; how many could truly leap through Dragon Gate?

"Young Master Fang is joking—that is Miss Cao’s friend."

Luo Han forced a smile, which looked rather out of place on his fierce face.

That evening at Apang Palace when the conflict arose, Cao Jinse arrived after he had already passed out, but it didn’t mean he was unaware of what happened later.

If it were just the identity of the owner of Apang Palace, he might not be particularly cautious, but adding Cao Jinse’s prominent reputation, he couldn’t afford to risk it.

The higher you climb, the more self-aware you must be, because a fall from such a height could leave you without any chance to rise again.

Just like his conflict with Yue Yang, it ultimately required the intervention of both parties’ backers.

A person of Miss Cao’s stature wasn’t someone he could contend with; at least Young Master Fang had to face her.

Hearing Luo Han’s succinct response, Fang Jun was not displeased; on the contrary, he seemed rather satisfied.

"The thing I admire most about you is that you’re coarse yet fine, so I’ve always been very reassured by your work."

Luo Han didn’t blurt out anything, knowing there was more to come.

"I have a task now, which I’ll entrust to you."

"Young Master Fang, please give your instructions."

Fang Jun picked up a personnel file from the desk and tossed it over.

Sitting opposite, Luo Han reached out, took it, and looked it over.

Fang Qing.

A name and a photo instantly caught his eye.

"My sister was killed, and this woman is implicated. She used to be a lawyer here and has resigned. This is her personal file."

Luo Han immediately understood.

"Young Master Fang, rest assured, I know what to do."

He asked not a single extra word about anything else, as if uninterested.

Every achievement has its reason.

"She is a friend of the new owner of Apang Palace, quite a good friend."

Fang Jun added blandly.

He was a decent master, dealing honestly without hiding anything—though he must also have considered his own interests to some extent.

After all, if Luo Han messed up, his backer would definitely bear some of the responsibility.

A friend of the Apang Palace owner?

Luo Han’s gaze sharpened, holding the personnel file.

"So, do you know what to do?"

Fang Jun watched him, expressionless.

"I will handle it carefully, not causing any trouble for Young Master Fang," Luo Han said solemnly after a pause.

Fang Jun nodded and stood up.

"This law firm, I’m giving it to you."

Such a light and breezy statement.