Chapter 1188: Buy

"What are you talking about..." Jiangjiang was a bit confused. "If we leave, what about the shop? Our family relies on this shop for food... Besides, I haven't finished school yet."

Ying Fu didn't answer. He just glanced at the small crayfish shop, opened his phone, sent a message, and walked toward the end of the street.

"Hey... you're leaving just like that? You ordered so much and didn't finish it, what a waste!" Jiangjiang looked at the crayfish that was less than half eaten and couldn't help but say.

"I have something else to do."

Ying Fu said without looking back.

About ten minutes after Ying Fu moved away from the crayfish shop, Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing ran over in a hurry!

"Emp... Boss, what's the situation?"

Zheng Zhiqing wiped the sweat from her forehead, subconsciously wanting to call him Emperor, but remembering Ying Fu said to call him Boss when there were outsiders, she immediately changed her words.

Ying Fu looked at them.

"Between the two of you, who is richer?"

“？”

Almost simultaneously, Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing pointed at each other!

"Him! (Her!)"

Ying Fu was too lazy to ask in detail and said directly to Fu Kun, "See that crayfish shop? Go buy it."

Fu Kun: ???

"Huh??" Fu Kun looked blankly at the dilapidated small restaurant in the distance, his expression spectacular. "No, Boss... why are we buying this? Are we going to develop the late-night snack industry in Wushan?"

Ying Fu looked at him again.

"...Yes, I understand." Fu Kun replied, biting the bullet.

"Remember, give them more money."

“？”

Fu Kun had been in the business for so many years, and it was the first time he had heard such a request.

"After buying it, let that father and daughter leave Wushan immediately... preferably tonight."

"Uh... okay, I'll go handle it right now."

Although Fu Kun couldn't understand what Ying Fu was thinking, he walked honestly toward the crayfish shop. Meanwhile, Ying Fu turned to look at Zheng Zhiqing.

"Give me the list."

Zheng Zhiqing immediately took out the list she had prepared. "Emperor, are we starting overnight? Won't it be too urgent?"

Ying Fu’s gaze swept across the names marked in red one by one, and he said indifferently:

"We don't have much time left."

……

With the end of the last performance, the banquet also came to an end amidst warm applause.

At this time, Han Xiang had already fallen on the table with a flushed face, as if he were drunk... while Sun Bumian was still hugging his neck, hiccuping while speaking faintly:

"Xiao Han... drink another glass, drink another glass... your grandfather’s tolerance is much better than yours."

Chen Ling returned to his seat, tasting the dishes absentmindedly while still pondering the meaning of Ying Fu’s last sentence.

Just then, Sun Zhongliang stood up slowly from his seat with a wine glass.

The director stood up, and everyone immediately returned to silence. Everyone’s eyes looked at him, knowing this was the closing speech of the banquet... Sun Zhongliang had drunk a lot, his cheeks flushed. He scanned the crowd, a complex look flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Everyone, tonight is a banquet, let's not talk about official business... Eating and drinking well is the most important thing."

"Tomorrow, we might need everyone to get up early and arrive at the Ban-shan Hotel before twelve o'clock. We will hold a meeting there on time... The specific meeting theme has already been sent to everyone in advance."

"I will emphasize one last thing here: everyone must be punctual and arrive as early as possible..."

"Everyone, get some rest early!"

After speaking, Sun Zhongliang walked out of the banquet hall drunk, supported by staff.

Everyone didn't seem to expect Sun Zhongliang’s speech to be so short, but to be honest, no one cared what the banquet summary said. Less formalism was good for everyone.

Soon, everyone left one after another amidst warm conversation and laughter.

Sun Bumian glanced at Han Xiang, who was unconscious on the table, clicked his tongue, and stood up to walk out of the venue. Chen Ling followed silently behind.

"Hey, what is the meeting agenda?" Chen Ling asked.

"Hmm... it seems to be discussing how we, as members who possess cultural power, should act in the new international situation, to let culture be inherited, to let culture go global... that's about it." Sun Bumian said uncertainly.

"Oh, the theme of this kind of conference is the same every year, nothing special."

"Oh..."

Chen Ling thought that the Wushan Conference would gather so many people to talk about some serious and confidential topics. After hearing Sun Bumian’s description, he immediately lost interest.

"Should I do the same thing tomorrow and bring you in?"

"No need. My goal has been achieved, and attending the meeting is useless."

Chen Ling rushed to the Wushan Conference to take back Chu Changqing and disrupt Ying Fu’s plan so that he couldn't obtain ministers on a large scale from here through the palace examination. Now that Chu Changqing had been obtained, Ying Fu would definitely not take action in public at the meeting. He would likely choose to take action at night or early in the morning when those guests were alone...

Since that was the case, it didn't matter whether he went to listen to that meeting or not.

"Oh, then remember to pay!" Sun Bumian added immediately.

"Don't worry, I can't run away."

"Good, good, good... By the way, where is Shen Nan?"

"He went to find Sun Zhongliang privately to ask about the dead energy in Wushan."

"Then where are we going now?"

Chen Ling didn't answer immediately, but looked back at the banquet hall...

Han Xiang, who had been drunk on the table, had long since disappeared, as if the drunkenness just now was just an act. As soon as everyone left, he had left quickly.

"I have to see someone." Chen Ling said.

"Who?"

"Chu Changqing."

……

The clock wandered on the wall of the small house.

Lu Xun, Yang Xiao, Su Zhiwei, and Chu Changqing sat at the table, looking at the window and the time on the wall from time to time, seemingly very uneasy...

"So, when is the person you mentioned coming over?" Chu Changqing couldn't help but ask.

Yang Xiao looked at his phone. "Should be soon. He just sent a message saying the banquet is over, and he should be on his way now."

Chu Changqing nodded, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"I'm still very curious, what kind of person can gain the trust of all three of you at the same time..."

"When you see him, you'll know naturally," Lu Xun smiled slightly. "What we can guarantee is that he has no malice toward us. If it weren't for him, I guess our fate now would be worse than the other..."

Just as they were talking, the door lock of the room turned suddenly, and a figure walked into the room naturally, as relaxed as if returning to his own home.

The owner was stunned, his eyes widened. "You... how did you get in without a key? I clearly locked it just now..."