Chapter 512 [The gun changes to the car, the dragon chess]
Chapter 512 [Cannon turns into car, dragon slaying chess]
Wang Hao's concert turned into an all-star performance. The reason was that he was feeling unwell. Is this true or false?
Being unwell, not showing up, and ignoring the audience of 40,000 people, what kind of inside story is hidden in this?
Hong Kong's popular little king Wang Hao's first mainland concert ended in failure. Will the popular king fade out?
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In the early morning, when the bright sunshine poured down on the streets and alleys of Donghai, awakening this bustling city, the fact that Wang Hao's concert turned into an all-star concert became a hot topic on the Internet. Fans, onlookers, and everyone were clamoring.
It was a great joy, and after the stars' concert last night, major entertainment media also reported on the matter. Some entertainment newspapers and magazines immediately made the matter a front-page headline.
In this regard, neither Wang Hao himself, Wang Hao's agent, nor Wang Hao's Hong Kong Island Entertainment Company defended the matter.
As the protagonist, Wang Hao has no chance, but Wang Hao's agent and his Hong Kong Island Entertainment Company dare not.
In fact, neither Wang Hao's agent nor the relevant person in charge of Hong Kong Entertainment Company hired a lawyer to defend Wang Hao. Firstly, lawyers are not very popular in the mainland and are of little use. Furthermore, Wang Hao
He was just summoned, performed his civic duty to cooperate with the police investigation, and was released after 24 hours. It was useless to hire a lawyer. The most important thing is that there are rumors in some circles that Wang Hao offended Chen Fan.
Chen Fan.
This name, these two words, is enough to scare Wang Hao's agent and make the boss of Hong Kong Island Entertainment Company tremble with fear.
Because they are afraid of getting burned, all they can do is remain silent.
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When the last ray of the setting sun completely disappeared into the horizon, the sky darkened and it was already 7:20.
Exactly twenty-four hours had passed since Wang Hao was taken away.
"Mr. Wang, thank you for cooperating with our work." Director Bai, the district bureau chief, smiled and sent Wang Hao out of the police station building.
Wang Hao looked at Director Bai's smiling expression angrily and said, "Don't look at Chen Fan jumping for joy now. It won't be long before he falls to pieces. By then, I won't be done with you!
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"Mr. Wang, until the case is thoroughly investigated and the police catch the criminal, this matter is indeed not over. According to the law, we have the right to continue to interrogate you. Please be ready to cooperate with us at any time." Director Bai smiled.
He responded non-smilingly, but secretly sneered in his heart: With just a few words from you, I will believe that the young people of the Chen family will fall? What a joke!
Director Bai's words, which sounded serious, vindictive, and disdainful, sounded in his ears. Wang Hao's face turned pale with anger, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he held it back, and all his anger turned into a heavy cold snort.
After snorting coldly, Wang Hao walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
Director Bai stood there, his expression turning cold.
Outside the district police station, Wang Hao's agent had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Wang Hao going out, he hurriedly greeted him. Instead of flattering him like before, he asked with a complicated expression: "Young Master Wang, what is going on?
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"Damn, they are investigating an underground casino in Hong Kong, and I have been to that underground casino, so they want to know the inside story of that underground casino from me!" Wang Hao was so angry that his face was livid, and the more he talked, the more depressed he became. Finally, he looked
He glanced at his agent and cursed: "You bastard, I'm in jail, why don't you help me find someone to get me out?"
"Wang... Mr. Wang, it's not that I don't want to, but the company doesn't want to come forward." Wang Hao's agent looked bitter: "In addition, I also called your friends in the East China Sea, and they all seemed to be hiding from the plague.
I'm avoiding you all the same."
"These bastards!" Wang Hao was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he knew very well that the news that he had offended Chen Fan had spread, and it was reasonable for those people not to dare to help.
"What's going on now?" Wang Hao asked gloomily as he got into the car.
Wang Hao's manager did not dare to neglect and said quickly: "Last night, after you were taken away, the person in charge of the Donghai Cultural Bureau and the person in charge of China Film and Television first asked those artists who were cheering for you to perform on the stage, and then they were transferred one after another.
More than 20 artists..."
"Damn it!" Wang Hao was furious after hearing this. In his opinion, all his preparations were in vain, and he even made a wedding dress for others.
"Wang...Young Master Wang." Wang Hao's agent hesitated to speak.
Wang Hao's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, say it quickly!"
"According to... the gossip, that person used some connections to completely rape you..." Wang Hao's agent said while observing Wang Hao's face, and finally his voice was so low that he suspected Wang Hao.
Hao can hear it.
***?!
Hearing these two words in shock, Wang Hao's expression couldn't help but be stunned.
For artists, the word *** is basically a nightmare!
Wang Hao never dreamed that nightmare would befall him one day.
After all, he is the son of Wang Hong, and his brother is one of the gangsters in Hong Kong. His father is in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, and has great power in Southeast Asia...
"Chen Fan, you bastard who suffered a thousand blows!" Wang Hao clenched his fists in hatred: "The day you suffer disaster is the day I play with Zhang Qianqian. Let's ride on the donkey and look at the ledger. We'll see!"
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Will Chen Fan suffer?
At least it doesn't seem like it right now.
At the same time that Wang Hao left the police station, Chen Fan personally drove the Bentley to the Donghai Municipal Party Committee compound and successfully passed the inspection by the soldiers standing guard at the gate of the compound.
As a figure who once stood at the top of the power pyramid of the Republic, Mr. Wei came out from the East China Sea. He used the East China Sea as a springboard to jump into the imperial capital and the center of power, and finally soared into the sky.
Several years have passed since Mr. Wei left the officialdom of Donghai, but the two-story building built for him at the innermost position of the Municipal Party Committee compound has never been touched.
Even at the beginning of the 20th century, when the municipal party committee compound was expanded and renovated, no one dared to touch that building.
At that time, Mr. Wei had experienced glory and it was time to take a back seat, but... no one dared to ignore his energy.
Even... even today, no one dares to ignore his authority!
Because not only did he reach the top of the power pyramid in one step, but he was also the soul of the Wei family faction.
Wei family faction.
One rose rapidly in the early 1990s and reached a level comparable to the Chen family in the early 20th century.
Now ten years have passed, and although the Wei family faction has declined due to Mr. Wei's retreat to the second line, it is still one of the few leaders in the core circle of the Republic.
At 7:25, Chen Fan drove his Bentley to the door of the old building on the second floor. The Audi Q7 and Cayenne behind him were parked at the entrance of the compound.
Unlike other young people who visit leaders and elders, Chen Fan did not bring any gifts, but was left empty-handed.
At the door of the second-floor old building, I saw Chen Fan getting out of the car with nothing in his hands. Secretary Zhang, who had been waiting for a long time, had a strange expression on his face.
As Mr. Wei's life secretary, Secretary Zhang has been responsible for Mr. Wei's food and daily life after Mr. Wei retreated to the second line.
In the past few years, he has also seen the children of the red family come to visit Mr. Wei either because of their family or because of their own reasons.
Those young people, without exception, all brought gifts.
Without exception, those young people arrived half an hour or even an hour early.
This is the first time that Chen Fan came without a gift and took the time to come.
Even in Secretary Zhang's memory, even those big shots who now stand at the top of the power pyramid did not dare to miss the time when they came to the East China Sea to visit Mr. Wei...
"Hello, Xiao Chen, I am Chief Wei's personal secretary, and my surname is Zhang." Although he felt that Chen Fan was courageous and bold enough, Secretary Zhang, who knew Chen Fan's deeds well, was not shocked at all.
In his opinion, even the Yan family, which is at its peak, dares to step on young people. How can they be so courageous?
Looking at the gentle and elegant Secretary Zhang, Chen Fan noticed that Secretary Zhang was approaching her without leaving any trace. Chen Fan smiled slightly, took Secretary Zhang's outstretched right hand with both hands, and said, "I'm sorry for keeping Uncle Zhang waiting for so long."
Secretary Zhang was obviously moved by Chen Fan's actions, because... he knew that the young man in front of him didn't need to be so polite to him.
And... what made him feel even more strange was that when Chen Fan did all this, he didn't feel artificial at all, but gave people a very natural feeling.
If he hadn't known what Chen Fan had done, Secretary Zhang wouldn't even have believed that this young man had made a name for himself in China with his arrogant attitude!
After a brief courtesy, Secretary Zhang did not deliberately continue to get closer, but took Chen Fan into the two-story building.
In the restaurant, Mr. Wei, who was wearing a white silk jacket, seemed to have been sitting at the dinner table waiting for a long time. When he saw Chen Fan coming in, he smiled angrily: "Boy, it seems that I, Mr. Wei, don't have enough dignity, please."
When you eat, you actually grab some."
"Sorry, Mr. Wei, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road." Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Don't bullshit me. I heard that you won the so-called underground car king in Britain not long ago. Can traffic jams trouble you?" Mr. Wei refused.
Chen Fan smiled bitterly: "Mr. Wei, if I am taken away by the traffic police while driving, won't I miss the opportunity to have dinner and play chess with you? You know, no one else can ask for such an opportunity, so I naturally want to cherish it."
"Haha, I didn't realize it, you can also flatter me." Mr. Wei smiled heartily, waved his hand, and said: "That's it, sit down and eat. There are not many dishes, just six. Secretary Zhang cooked it himself.
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Hearing what Mr. Wei said, Chen Fan was not polite and took his seat calmly.
It can be said to be a dinner party or a simple dinner.
After dinner started, Mr. Wei didn't eat too much, he only tasted a little. Under Secretary Zhang's shocked expression, he asked Secretary Zhang to take out a bottle of Moutai that was not old and drink with Chen Fan.
While drinking, Mr. Wei did not talk about national affairs with Chen Fan, nor did he talk about Chen Fan's current situation, but just chatted casually.
only--
During the chat, Mr. Wei observed Chen Fan's sitting, eating and drinking posture without any trace.
After dinner, at Mr. Wei's suggestion, Chen Fan and Mr. Wei entered the study room and played a game of chess with Mr. Wei as agreed.
Chen Fan's skills in both Go and Xiangqi were average, while Wei Lao's chess skills could be described as superb. For this reason, the result is self-evident - Chen Fan lost miserably.
After the chess game ended, Chen Fan stood up to say goodbye. Mr. Wei did not try to persuade him to stay and asked Secretary Zhang to see Chen Fan off.
Standing by the window, watching Chen Fan's Bentley disappear into the night, Mr. Wei, who stood with his hands behind his hands, took off his reading glasses and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, as the saying goes, ginger is the hottest when it comes to old age.
There’s nothing false about that.”
"You have worked so hard, using the Chen family and the whole world as a chessboard to lay out this huge chess game, using a cannon that only relied on the situation as your trump card. To be honest, from the beginning, I was sweating for you."
"Now it seems that you still have a better move. This cannon turned into a car beyond everyone's expectation. It is unstoppable and has the potential to slay a dragon." As he said this, Mr. Wei's eyes revealed a deep look.
Awe: "If the Chen family has this kind of life, why should they be afraid of the trough??"
