Chapter five hundred and ninetieth on the plane that disappeared
The Gan family mansion is located on the north side of Huamu Road next to Century Park. It is cleverly integrated into the park scenery. It can be said to be a quiet place in the bustle. It occupies such a good piece of land. It is not enough to have money, but to be powerful. On the same road, kung fu superstar Jet Li
The location, scenery, and scale of the 200 million-dollar mansion are far inferior to Gan Mansion.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyes half of the sky red, transforming into a magnificent sunset.
Gan Wenbin's car entered Huamu Road, followed by the bodyguard's Audi A6 not far away, and the two carved wrought iron electric doors of Gan's house slowly opened.
Two cars drove in one after the other.
In the house surrounded by green trees, Su Meihui, who returned from Taipei in the morning, sat on a wicker chair by the outdoor swimming pool, holding a portrait of her son and weeping sadly.
Even if others think that Gan Xiaohao is despicable, shameless and despicable, as a mother, Su Meihui always believes that her son is perfect and as good as he can be.
Losing her beloved son was heartbreaking.
"Hey..." Gan Wenbin sighed, walked over, and gently wiped the tears from Su Meihui's face.
"Our Xiaohao's death was so unjust..." Su Meihui choked with sobs and responded, "What kind of parents are there, what kind of children are there? She blamed that, but she didn't want to think about what her precious son had done and why."
She was the mother who risked her life, was selfish and narrow-minded, and indulged without a bottom line. She was the culprit who destroyed her children!
"Mei Hui, don't worry, my son's death will not be in vain." Gan Wenbin's words were almost like a vow. In fact, this shrewd richest man in Shanghai had long realized that there were problems with the discipline methods of him and his wife, but the pain of losing his son clouded his reason.
There is only heartbreaking hatred and resentment left in my heart.
Su Meihui put her son's portrait into her arms, looked up at Gan Wenbin, and said bitterly: "Dad also expressed his intention to help us with all his strength. The beast who killed Xiaohao will definitely die."
Gan Wenbin nodded, then thought about the Qing Gang being crushed by mysterious forces, and felt inexplicably uneasy. During dinner, he finally got reliable news that it was Yang Chen's people who picked the leader of the Qing Gang.
Yang Chen.
The culprit who killed his son.
The young bastard could act so boldly and cruelly. Gan Wenbin, who had been overwhelmed by hatred before, suddenly became alarmed... He had underestimated his enemy.
Su Meihui frowned and asked, "Why are you so dazed? Who called?"
"It's nothing, something happened in the company." Gan Wenbin decided to hide the bad news so as not to irritate his wife. He put down his chopsticks, stood up and said, "I have to solve it myself."
Su Meihui didn't get to the bottom of it. She always ignored the company's affairs.
The magnificent electric door of Gan's house opened again, and the Bentley sedan was only halfway out of the car when it was blocked by three speeding off-road vehicles.
The off-road vehicle braked suddenly.
Inside the Bentley, the driver, bodyguard, and Gan Wenbin suddenly looked solemn.
More than a dozen strong men in black emerged from three Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicles. Gan Wenbin saw clearly the leader, and his heart dropped. His brother-in-law personally led the people to Shanghai. He was overjoyed. He opened the door and got out of the car, and hurriedly greeted him. "
Su Peng...."
"Brother-in-law, now is not the time to talk. You and my sister will pack your things immediately and follow me to Taipei." Su Peng, the most fierce brother of the Sanlian Gang, seemed restless at this moment.
Gan Wenbin was puzzled and asked: "Why?"
"Brother-in-law, you heard me right, hurry up and clean up." Su Peng took the confused Gan Wenbin back to the villa and alerted Su Meihui upstairs.
Su Meihui thought she had a visitor, so she put her hand on the solid wood handrail of the spiral staircase and walked down gracefully. When she saw clearly the person dragging her husband, she asked in a voice: "Brother, didn't you say how many days would it take you to come?"
Gan Wenbin smiled bitterly: "Su Peng said that Shanghai is not safe and asked us to go back to Taipei with him now."
Su Meihui stared at her younger brother Su Peng, frowned and said: "Brother, please tell me clearly what is going on?"
Su Peng sighed and said: "Sister, brother-in-law, Xiao Hao's revenge cannot be avenged, at least not for now. The girl who seduced Xiao Hao is obsessed with ghosts. Her real name is Nalan Tongtong. Her mother is Ye Fengyi. This name should be familiar to you.
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"Ye Fengyi...the leader of China Energy, the daughter of Admiral Ye?" Gan Wenbin asked in disbelief.
Su Peng nodded sadly.
Gan Wenbin was stunned. As the saying goes, businessmen do not fight with officials. In the past ten years, he has been prosperous in Shanghai. But if he offends a powerful official, such as the mayor of Shanghai, it is easy to deal with him. So what?
The capital goes to Douye's house.
Throughout China's thousands of years, there has been almost no example of money defeating power. Most of the merchants in history who were extremely wealthy became the victims of emperors.
Gan Wenbin was in chaos.
"To be honest, Nalan Tongtong is not a big deal. The scary thing is... her boyfriend Yang Chen." Su Peng mentioned Yang Chen, his expression became unnatural, as if the name aroused his sensitive nerves.
Gan Wenbin and Su Meihui looked at each other in confusion. They really didn't understand how terrifying the special envoy of a small African country could be. Even if he was in charge of the army, he was no more than a local emperor at best.
Seeing that his brother-in-law and sister didn't believe it, Su Peng continued: "I did not try to exaggerate others' prestige to destroy my own. He is the leader of the most ferocious mercenary in the world, Arctic Fox. He has killed countless people. When dealing with the enemy, he pursues the principle of eradicating the enemy without leaving any consequences. Even the CIA of the United States is involved.
Without him, he allowed his people to dump arms on a large scale in Africa, the Middle East, and Afghanistan. Another thing is that the top young man in Beijing almost died in his hands. Now he is lying on the bed, with only more breath than a dead man."
"Who?" Su Meihui asked with a frown.
"The grandson of my predecessor..." Su Peng pointed to the sky meaningfully.
Gan Wenbin was stunned for a moment, unable to hide his horror and asked: "How do you know?"
Su Peng said: "We, the Sanlian Gang, have our own channels and will not make mistakes."
Gan Wenbin was dumbfounded. If this is really the case, the little bastard named Yang is an extremely dangerous person. Such a reckless person from a wild background is more ruthless and vicious than a high-ranking official with real power.
Su Meihui shook her head and said excitedly: "I won't leave, I want to avenge Xiao Hao."
"Sister, we have to go." Su Peng pulled Su Meihui out. When Su Meihui struggled, someone took advantage of her and inserted a needle as thick as her little finger into the back of Su Meihui's neck and pushed in half a tube of medicine.
"This thing can let my sister sleep well for three hours..." Su Peng explained.
Gan Wenbin sighed, provoking a formidable enemy, he really should take a break and leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood, which is a thousand times better than dying without knowing anything. While he ordered the nanny to pack his belongings, he called the company to make multiple inquiries.
Make arrangements.
At night, six cars drove onto the tarmac of Pudong International Airport. The Su family chartered a Boeing 737 to pick them up. It was not deliberately publicity, as a small business private plane could not carry dozens of people.
The group boarded the plane safely and sat down. The captain applied for takeoff, and the tower gave permission. The 737 turned its huge body and drove slowly, approaching the runway.
Gan Wenbin closed his eyes slumpedly until the plane circled upwards, then he opened his eyes and approached the window, overlooking the brightly lit city, with mixed feelings.
