47: Chapter 47 Mr. Gao, I Want to Eat Fish! The Business Machination of Gao Qiqiang Unleashed
"Master, Lin Tian's vital points are all here."
Zhao Feiyan's voice was hollow and devout, like a programmed robot.
Qin Yuan took the map, which was covered in markings of various secret strongholds, without even glancing at it.
He tossed it casually to Gu Qianqian, who was frantically licking a lollipop nearby.
"Qianqian, I'll give you half an hour."
"Empty all the overseas accounts on this map for me."
"Also, package the coordinates of these secret outposts and send them to Interpol; consider it a year-end bonus from the Qin Group."
"You got it, Boss!"
Gu Qianqian excitedly snatched the map, like she had received a new toy, and immediately ran to a corner with her laptop to type code.
"As for you..."
Qin Yuan's gaze fell upon Zhao Feiyan, who had been kneeling on the ground ever since she was tamed.
This woman had a stunning figure and formidable strength; she was a rare, top-tier enforcer.
"From today on, you will be my personal bodyguard, just like Nightingale and Night Butterfly."
"Yes, Master." Zhao Feiyan lowered her head submissively.
Qin Yuan nodded with satisfaction.
He slowly turned around and looked toward the corner of the room at the middle-aged man who had been silent from the beginning, standing quietly in the shadows.
The man was in his early forties, wearing an inconspicuous gray jacket.
He wore his hair in a meticulously slicked-back style, and his eyes were deep, revealing the forbearance and ruthlessness characteristic of a self-made warlord.
He was the one Qin Yuan had personally promoted from the bottom when integrating the underground forces of Jiangzhong: the head of Jian Gong Group—President Gao Qiqiang!
He was also the sharpest, most unconventional commercial black blade in Qin Yuan's hand.
"President Gao Qiqiang, I've kept you waiting."
Qin Yuan walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.
President Gao Qiqiang immediately stepped out of the shadows and bowed respectfully to Qin Yuan, keeping his posture extremely low.
"It is my honor to work for Young Master Qin."
"How is it? Has the group's business been going smoothly lately?" Qin Yuan asked casually.
"Thanks to you."
A trace of heartfelt gratitude appeared on President Gao Qiqiang's face.
"Ever since you handed those projects in the south of the city to me, the market value of our Jian Gong Group has tripled in a month."
"The brothers all say now that following Young Master Qin means eating meat!"
"Just having meat to eat isn't enough."
Qin Yuan swirled the ice in his glass, his gaze looking past the huge floor-to-ceiling window toward the suburbs.
"Tonight, I want to eat fish."
Qin Yuan's voice was very soft, but it made President Gao Qiqiang's nerves tense up instantly.
He knew that "eating fish" was the code between them.
It meant it was time to clean up the trash.
"Young Master Qin, which fish are you referring to?" President Gao Qiqiang asked in a low voice.
"Pier No. 3 on the west side of the suburbs."
Qin Yuan took a sip of his drink, his tone calm and indifferent.
"I heard that the stray dog named Lin Tian, in order to raise black money for a counterattack, has staked all his remaining assets on the sand quarries and underground logistics parks there."
"Tonight, I don't want to see those things anymore."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
President Gao Qiqiang understood immediately.
He suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying, ferocious light erupted from his forbearing eyes.
"I understand!"
"Just watch me, Young Master Qin!"
President Gao Qiqiang bowed deeply to Qin Yuan once more, said nothing more, turned around, and strode out of the room.
...
Half an hour later.
Jiangzhong City, western suburb road, Pier No. 3.
It was deep in the night, and only a few thugs guarding the place were gathered at the entrance of the logistics park playing cards.
Suddenly.
"Rumble—! Rumble—!"
A massive, earth-shaking roar came from far to near, spreading crazily!
The ground was shaking violently!
"Wh-what's going on? Is it an earthquake?!"
The thugs were so scared they threw away their cards and scrambled onto the road.
When they saw the scene before them, everyone was stunned with fear.
They saw that at the end of the road.
Hundreds of massive heavy-duty concrete mixer trucks, bulldozers, and excavators, with cabs taller than a person, formed a torrent of steel!
With their blinding high beams on, lined up in a row like an armored legion going to war, they rolled toward the small logistics park with an unstoppable momentum!
"It's... it's the people from Jian Gong Group!"
"Quick! Go notify the boss!"
The thugs were so scared they scrambled back, terrified.
But it was too late.
"Bang!"
The door of the first concrete mixer truck was pushed open.
President Gao Qiqiang, wearing a long black trench coat with a toothpick in his mouth, slowly stepped down from the truck.
He looked at the few small fries who were still putting up a desperate resistance, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"You dare to occupy Young Master Qin's place?"
He waved his hand lightly behind him.
"Clatter—!"
The doors of hundreds of construction vehicles opened simultaneously.
Hundreds of construction workers wearing yellow hard hats, carrying steel pipes and wrenches in their hands, poured out like a tide!
They were all burly and fierce-looking; one look was enough to tell they were not to be trifled with.
"Smash it all!"
President Gao Qiqiang spat out the toothpick and coldly gave the order.
"Break the legs of anyone who dares to block the way and throw them into the mixer!"
"Yes! President Gao Qiqiang!"
Hundreds of tough guys roared in unison, the sound almost overturning the night sky!
Like a pack of wolves rushing into a sheepfold, they beat the thugs guarding the place mercilessly.
Immediately after.
"Boom—!"
A dozen massive heavy-duty excavators raised their giant steel arms.
In the most brutal and unreasonable way, they directly leveled the gate of the logistics warehouse under Lin Tian's name!
The reinforced concrete walls were as fragile as tofu in front of the industrial beasts.
President Gao Qiqiang, wearing his trench coat, stepped over the debris and stood upon the ruins.
All around him were the roaring sounds of machinery and the shouts of his men as they smashed everything in sight.
He took out his phone and dialed Qin Yuan's number.
The call connected, and he held the phone to his ear; his voice was exceptionally clear amidst the noisy environment.
"Young Master Qin."
President Gao Qiqiang's tone was filled with the respect of a subordinate reporting to a superior.
"The fish is already in the pot."
"That trash Lin Tian's last money bag has been shattered."