The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 259: Secretary Qian is Kidnapped? _1

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Secretary Qian is Kidnapped? _1

Tong Xiong broke out in cold sweat at the sight of Buckteeth Zhou coming his way. Pain shot through his wound, making him grimace; he was so close to crying out.

Seeing that Tong Xiong was still not changing his attitude despite his fear, Mo Shaoyun stopped Buckteeth Zhou, saying, "Forget it, let’s go! He’ll get his comeuppance."

Buckteeth Zhou protested, "Sis, don’t stop me. If I don’t beat up this guy, I’ll feel uneasy."

Mo Shaoyun glared at Buckteeth Zhou and said, "I said stop."

Buckteeth Zhou gritted his teeth and backed off.

After giving a pat on Buckteeth Zhou’s shoulder, Mo Shaoyun turned around and walked out of the ward. Once she’s out, she asked, "Buckteeth Zhou, Do you know the family situation of this guy?"

Buckteeth Zhou shook his head, "I have no idea. I’ve never met him before. Probably he isn’t an important figure."

Mo Shaoyun ordered, "Find out. Tan Xiaofu can scheme, and so can we."

Buckteeth Zhou looked at Mo Shaoyun and asked, "Sis, what do you mean?"

Mo Shaoyun replied, "Find out first. I can’t come up with a detailed plan without knowing this guy’s family situation. But everyone has a weakness. Just find it, and we can put it to good use."

Buckteeth Zhou nodded, "Okay, I’ll get someone to find out now."

Xiao Nan glanced at Mo Shaoyun and asked, "Shaoyun, are you planning to find his weakness through his family?"

Mo Shaoyun nodded, "Testifying in court is different from other things; he has to loathe Tan Xiaofu. Otherwise, anything unexpected could happen anytime."

Xiao Nan nodded, "Indeed. Zhang Xian is still at the Municipal Bureau. We still have time. Once the matter gets to the court level, even we have the evidence, it would take time."

"Hmm, let’s go back first!" Mo Shaoyun said, "Don’t tell Zhu Qing and the others about this."

Xiao Nan knew that Mo Shaoyun didn’t want Zhu Qing and others to worry. She nodded, "I know, you, the big sister, are actually very reluctant to worry them."

Mo Shaoyun reacted, "I... I don’t."

Xiao Nan replied, "We’ve been sisters for nearly a decade, you think I don’t know you? Even though they are your love rivals, you, being softhearted despite your sharp words, still treat them like sisters."

...

In a quietly unremarkable little restaurant and an equally unremarkable private booth...

Tan Yaowei looked at the Secretary of the Disciplinary Committee who was sitting opposite him, and asked, "Old Man Xia, why did you ask me to come here? And why in such a hidden place?"

Secretary Xia laughed a little and said, "Mayor Tan, we’ve come along together so we will not beat around the bush anymore. It was you who manipulated the whole situation around Zhang Xian, wasn’t it?"

Tan Yaowei smiled, but remained silent.

"Well done." Seeing that Tan Yaowei didn’t deny it, Secretary Xia knew the truth.

They all had issues with Qian Bo. They were all in the same boat and there was no point in keeping secrets from each other. They knew enough and didn’t mind knowing one more thing.

Tan Yaowei, out of curiosity, asked, "Why did you suddenly bring this issue up?"

Secretary Xia replied, "I don’t get along with that bastard Zhang Xian either. A few days ago, he screwed over my son. Now, Qian Bo is personally overseeing that case."

Tan Yaowei coughed, "So that bastard Zhang Xian screwed over your son too?"

"Yes. Same boat, same trouble!" Secretary Xia said in frustration.

It was no secret in the city government that Tan Xiaofu had been screwed over by Zhang Xian. It sent Tan Yaowei into a rut for quite some time.

Now, his son had also been screwed over by Zhang Xian.

Damnit, he was confused. Did that bastard Zhang Xian liked to mess with other people’s sons?

Tan Yaowei looked at Secretary Xia and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Secretary Xia made an action of throat slitting and said, "Qian Bo is too pedantic. With him around, we miss many opportunities. Now that we’ve come this far, why not just push him off the cliff. As long as I have a hold of his handle, I can make his world fall apart."

Tan Yaowei wasn’t stupid. He knew Secretary Xia had his own motives.

The case involving Xiao Ma was already taken up by the procuratorate, with Qian Bo keeping a watchful eye. No one dared to play tricks. Once the procuratorate accepts it and the case gets to the court, even with all his clout, Secretary Xia won’t be able to suppress it, just like what happened with his son last time. Also, Secretary Xia wasn’t sure if Qian Bo would instigate an investigation against him.

After giving it some thought, he looked at Secretary Xia and asked, "Do you have a good plan?"

Secretary Xia replied, "Qian Bo is indeed a good official, but that’s why he is our enemy. It is almost impossible for us to overthrow him from the front."

Tan Yaowei said, "I know that, stop with your nonsense."

Secretary Xia grew cold and moved his chair closer to Tan Yaowei. He then began to whisper something to Tan Yaowei.

Tan Yaowei looked at Secretary Xia in surprise, and after a deliberative moment, he finally said, "The plan sounds good, but we must have a reliable candidate."

Secretary Xia chuckled, "Since I was able to think of this plan, of course, I will have a candidate. And it’s a person we can absolutely trust."

Tan Yaowei nodded, "Alright, let’s discuss it in detail and try to perfect the plan to eliminate any possibility of mistakes. That old fellow Qian Bo has a Provincial Secretary behind him who is just as old-fashioned as he is. We can’t mess with Qian. If Qian is kicked out, that old man will surely send an investigation team over, which will be out of our control."

...

Inside a living room of an apartment in TianDu City...

An old lady was sitting on the sofa, watching TV and laughing from time to time.

"Ring Ring Ring..."

Suddenly, the phone began to ring.

The old woman was startled. Taking out her cell phone, she answered, "Hello! May I ask who you are looking for?"

"Hehe, you’re Secretary Qian’s wife, aren’t you?"

The old woman frowned, asking, "I am, do you need him for something?"

"Secretary Qian is in our hands. If you don’t want him dead, you have an hour to prepare a million. Otherwise, you can prepare for Secretary Qian’s funeral!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the other party swiftly hung up the phone.

"Ah...hey...you..." The old woman broke out in a cold sweat.

Coming back to her senses, she was afraid it might be a scammer and wanted to call Qian Bo to confirm. When she discovered that Qian Bo’s mobile phone was out of service, she nearly passed out.

As the city party secretary, Qian Bo was usually busy, his phone was seldom switched off, and he was never without signal.

When she called just now, the electronic voice informing her that his phone was out of service area...did it imply...

"A million..." The old woman abruptly rose to her feet, pacing up and down the room, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Although her husband was the city party secretary, his monthly salary was not high, and he had never taken ill-gotten gains. Suddenly demanding her to produce a million was tantamount to asking for her life.

"Ding dong..."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

The old woman was startled. She hurriedly went to the door and opened it.

Seeing a man in his forties standing at the door, she furrowed her brows and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "You’re Mrs. Qian, right? I’m here to see Secretary Qian. Is Secretary Qian at home?"

"He...he’s not in."

The middle-aged man looked perplexed and asked, "Well, I wanted Secretary Qian to do me a favor. I don’t know if you, Mrs. Qian, could help me talk to Secretary Qian?"

Mrs. Qian asked, "What do you need?"

The middle-aged man said, "The thing is, I am a deputy director at the Bureau of Land and Resources, and having served in this position for some years, I was hoping Secretary Qian could help me secure a promotion."

"You..." Mrs. Qian didn’t expect the middle-aged man to come for such a matter.

Moreover, she found it strange. Why would this man tell her of such matters? It didn’t seem like he would be so naive.

The middle-aged man laughed, rattled the box in his hand, and said: "Mrs. Qian, there’s a million in here. You can take it first."

"A million..." Mrs. Qian instinctively reached out her hand. However, just when she was about to touch the box, she abruptly retracted her hand, a voice in her mind telling her that she couldn’t accept the money - it would amount to bribery. But when she thought of Qian Bo, she couldn’t help wanting to take the money. Without it, she didn’t know how she was going to save Qian Bo.

The middle-aged man thrust the money at Mrs.Qian and told her: "Mrs. Qian, take it. Don’t stand on ceremony."

Mrs. Qian took the money with the intention of returning it to the middle-aged man, but her hand seemed out of her brain’s control. She simply couldn’t make the move to give the money back.

"That would be all, Mrs. Qian. I’m leaving..." The middle-aged man laughed and left.

Mrs. Qian stepped outside, intending to call out to the middle-aged man, but the words were stuck in her mouth. She needed this money; Qian Bo’s life relied on it.

She believed she could take this money temporarily to resolve their immediate predicament; once Qian Bo was saved, she could find ways to return it.

"Ring, ring..."

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Mrs. Qian quickly answered, "You... who are you?"

"Mrs. Qian, how’s the cash preparation going? It’s already been twenty minutes, you have forty minutes left."

Mrs. Qian said, "I’ve got the money ready, you...please don’t hurt my husband."

"Rest assured. We have professional integrity. As long as you behave, we will behave. If you don’t, well, sorry, we won’t either."

Mrs. Qian: "I guarantee I won’t call the police, as long as you don’t harm my husband."

"Very good, we like smart people like Mrs. Qian. Since you’ve prepared the money, you can bring it to XXX!"

Mrs. Qian nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I...I’ll bring it over right away. Please, don’t hurt my husband."

The other party didn’t respond but had already hung up the phone.

Mrs. Qian, in her sixties, found it difficult to carry a million in cash. Thinking of Qian Bo, she didn’t know where she got the strength from, but she managed to walk very briskly, even with the money in hand.

...

In a certain room of a small restaurant,

After sitting down, Qian Bo asked, "Mayor Tan, calling me over so late, is there something up?"

Tan Yaowei laughed lightly, saying, "Nothing much, I just wanted to chat, discuss some recent situations in the city, and hear your views."

Secretary Qian sneered, "Mayor Tan, that seems to be your job. As the party secretary, it’s inappropriate for me to get involved."

"No problem, just a chat," Tan Yaowei replied with a smile.

Qian Bo frowned, took out his phone to check, and asked, "Where is this place? Why is my phone not getting a signal?"