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Chapter 1066 - 745 thirty-three taels of silver

Chapter 1066: 745 thirty-three taels of silver

Jiang.

Hanlong Group headquarters.

Having returned from Capital City, Luo Han stood in the majestic building that symbolized his own prominence, holding a glass of whiskey, dispelling the gloom he had faced in Capital City.

In Capital City, he had to tread carefully, but here,

he could cover the sky with one hand!

"Brother, are we really going to let this go?"

Behind Luo Han, stood a man who bore a striking resemblance to him, albeit younger. Unlike Luo Han, who was dressed in formal attire and holding a wine glass, this man’s Jianghu aura was more apparent due to his attire, and his right hand hung unnaturally by his side, looking rather peculiar.

"I got back thirty percent of the shares for you."

Luo Han, with his back turned, looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

"It’s not about the shares!"

Luo Long, the vice president of Hanlong Group, became even more agitated, his left hand grasping his powerless right hand, "Brother! My hand is completely useless now, I even struggle to eat. Are we just going to let him off? Are you still my real brother?!"

If someone else dared to yell in this office, they might as well consider finding a feng shui spot to bury themselves once they stepped out, but people are a multifaceted species.

A heinous criminal might also be a dutiful son and a good elder brother in front of their family.

"Yue Yang has already paid the price; I disabled one of his legs."

"Not enough!"

Luo Long’s eyes were fierce, "You help me, I’ll deal with it myself!"

Having said that, he was about to leave in anger.

"Stop!"

Luo Han shouted sternly, turning around, "This matter ends here, not by my will, but by Young Master Fang’s will."

Upon hearing this, Luo Long’s figure suddenly halted.

Angry as he was,

he hadn’t lost all reason.

The status Luo brothers enjoyed today, the illustrious reputation of Hanlong Group, didn’t solely depend on their or their brother’s business acumen or their boldness.

As the saying goes,

to the real power brokers, common people are but dust on the ground, silently staying in the corner, hoping the wind of the passerby might lift them. If fortunate enough to land on their paths and walk a stretch with them, it would be a blessing from their ancestors.

From such a high vantage point, they looked down upon the entirety of Jiang, but in the eyes of some, they were still just dust.

The reason they could dominate was not because they were extraordinary; if the person above wished, standing here could also be the Wang brothers, the Li brothers, the Chen brothers...

"Is it Master Tian..."

Luo Long showed a look of unwilling acceptance.

"How have I taught you? Don’t ask about things you shouldn’t."

Luo Han’s expression was as still as water; he, as the eldest brother, had done his utmost, even ending up in the hospital, but these were things he would never mention.

There was also the matter with the Fang Family.

That too, must be kept strictly confidential.

"Since Young Master Fang has given his orders, I have no objections."

Luo Long clearly was reluctant, but he understood the bigger picture; acting recklessly and offending their most significant support could lead to losses far exceeding just a hand.

"What did the doctor say?"

Luo Han looked at his brother’s arm, which had suffered two stabs.

"What else could they say, it’s always the same, waiting to see how it heals. Brother, I fear I am useless now, can’t help you with anything."

Luo Long said self-deprecatingly.

Luo Han took a sip of his whiskey.

"What do you mean useless? It’s just a hand. Times have changed, fists don’t solve problems anymore, what matters is this."

The legendary figure of Jiang, feared by the public, gestured towards his brain with one hand while holding his whiskey with the other.

"Knock knock knock..."

The sound of knocking rang out.

"Come in."

It was Luo Han’s personal bodyguard.

"Boss, there’s news from Sha City, the target went with her parents to apply for passports, they might be planning to go abroad."

Luo Han’s brows slightly furrowed, "Any other news?"

The bodyguard shook his head.

"Have them continue surveillance, don’t act rashly without my orders."

"Understood."

After reporting, the bodyguard exited the office.

"Brother, what’s the matter? You need to handle this personally?"

Luo Long asked curiously.

Luo Han walked to his desk, picked up a document from the table, and threw it to him.

Luo Long caught it with one hand, looking down.

"This lady is pretty, and she’s even from Law University, brother, who is she?"

He looked up.

"She offended Young Master Fang."

Luo Long said simply, placing the glass on the desk.

Luo Long’s expression suddenly changed, understanding dawned on him.

"Simple, Law University, that’s quite a capable position for public relations."

Luo Long said with a sneer, not genuinely smiling.

His use of "public relations" probably had a different meaning from the standard one.

"Did you clearly hear what I said? She offended Young Master Fang."

Luo Han repeated sternly, expressionless.

Luo Long puzzledly frowned, "I heard, dealing with this kind of woman is easy, there are many ways to make them beg for death."

"Think she’s just a simple Law University graduate if she could offend Young Master Fang?"

The less perceptive Luo Long finally came to a realization, his face briefly blank.

"Young Master Fang asked me to be careful."

Luo Han moved to sit by the boss’s chair.

Though his mind wasn’t as sharp as his brother’s, with such hints, if he still couldn’t understand, he would be a fool.

"What’s this woman’s background?"

Luo Long picked up the personnel dossier in his hands, his expression full of suspicion.

"You don’t need to know her specific background. What matters is that we handle this quietly and flawlessly."

Luo Long nodded gravely.

"Brother, I understand what you mean."