Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1508 - 1493: Inside Story

No matter what Lin Haichao said, several police officers grabbed Lin Haichao and started searching him. The women standing nearby were completely stunned with fear. They clung to the side, trying not to be caught on camera. They were public figures, and although going to nightclubs wasn’t a big deal, having their boyfriends arrested for this kind of thing was certainly a major scandal for them.

However, their concerns were a bit unnecessary because the reporters, who had been instructed by the White Tiger, were smart enough not to aim their cameras at those women, including Chen Mengjie. The cameras didn’t even catch a glimpse of Song Yun.

Lin Haichao’s ecstasy and the cigarettes laced with marijuana were hidden in his pockets, and the search quickly revealed them.

Especially those colorful pills, they were truly dazzling.

"Everyone, take a look, this is the latest designer drug, ecstasy. This illegal substance can stimulate a person..."

The captain held it up to the camera for an educational moment, while Lin Haichao hung his head in despair, not daring to look up at all.

"Alright, take him away."

The captain waved his hand, and the police officers promptly took Lin Haichao away. As he was being taken, Lin Haichao didn’t forget to shout to Georgia, "Quick, tell my dad."

Georgia nodded seriously with a stern expression, "I know."

The police came and went quickly, and in the entire club, it seemed there were a few more people carrying that stuff, all of whom were searched and taken away, totaling about four or five people, and then the reporters followed them out.

"What just happened."

At this moment, the women finally relaxed a bit. Miao Mei looked at Chen Mengjie in terror and asked, "Mengjie, what happened."

"I don’t know either. Your... your boyfriend seemed to have brought drugs and got caught." Chen Mengjie replied.

"What... Haichao brought drugs." Miao Mei looked even more terrified at Georgia and Joe.

"I don’t know, but we didn’t touch it."

At this point, the two of them didn’t care about brotherhood anymore and shook their heads, "It was all Haichao’s doing. Miao Mei, you should call Haichao’s dad about this, it needs to be suppressed quickly, otherwise, it will have a bad impact."

"Okay, I got it." Miao Mei nodded and picked up her phone.

At this moment, in a private manor abroad.

"President Lin, it’s a great pleasure to collaborate with you this time."

A foreigner said to a middle-aged fatty.

The middle-aged fatty smiled and nodded, "Prince Chuck, I am also very pleased to collaborate with you this time..."

Just as the middle-aged fatty finished speaking, a man who looked like a secretary approached and whispered something in the middle-aged fatty’s ear.

"What."

The middle-aged fatty’s face changed, and he apologized with a smile to Prince Chuck, "Prince Chuck, I have some family matters to attend to. Please allow me to take a call on the side."

"Please, go ahead."

The middle-aged fatty walked aside with a gloomy expression, "Are you saying that our sales network in Shanghai was busted by the Shanghai police."

"Yes, one person died at the scene, but it’s said that the person fell from a height. The police said they received a tip-off." The secretary replied with his head down.

"What about the stuff, how much was seized."

"Not much, just a few kilograms. We happened to ship a batch a few days ago." The secretary said.

"Damn it, I’ve said long ago not to do this, not to do this. This kind of thing should be abandoned after doing it for a while, but Old Zhou never listened. Damn it, now we’ve got trouble, haven’t we? I don’t even know what to say. The profit may be high, but it can’t compare to the steady profit from running a legitimate company. Those Zhou Family members are truly greedy bastards; they’ll do anything for money. Damn it, contact Old Zhou for me, see how he plans to handle this." The middle-aged fatty said.

"Alright."

The secretary nodded and was about to leave when the phone rang.

The phone was the one belonging to the middle-aged fatty, carried by the secretary.

"Hello, is this Uncle Lin."

A woman’s voice sounded on the other end of the line.

"I’m President Lin’s secretary, may I know who you are." The secretary paused and asked.

"I’m Haichao’s girlfriend, my name’s Miao Mei. Can you give the phone to Uncle Lin." The voice on the other end asked.

"Let me check."

The secretary said and then turned to the middle-aged fatty, "It’s Haichao’s girlfriend."

"Haichao’s girlfriend, huh? Who knows whose belly he might have swelled this time. Just tell her I’m not here. Hurry up and contact Old Zhou for me." The middle-aged fatty said.

"Alright." The secretary nodded and then picked up the phone, "President Lin says he’s not available."

Then the secretary hung up the phone.

A moment later, the secretary returned with the phone and handed it back to the middle-aged fatty.

"Old Zhou, my people got arrested, what do we do." The middle-aged fatty asked.

"Handle it as you see fit. Damn it, what’s wrong with those in Shanghai, checking our corporation out of the blue. I’ll contact the higher-ups here, you use your connections to suppress this thing." The voice on the other end replied.

"Alright, but Old Zhou, I tell you, this... this business, we really shouldn’t touch it anymore, or it might really bring about our downfall one day." The middle-aged fatty said.

"Old Lin, you wouldn’t understand." Old Zhou said, "Do you really think we’re short on that bit of money."

"Then what." The middle-aged fatty asked.

"Do you know how many organizations rely on us. We simply control the supply channel, and we practically command over ten major forces. Combined, these forces could even contend with the Green Sect. Do you know where the shortcoming of the Wen Commerce Association lies? We’re merely a commerce association, we don’t have our own territory. Moreover, the nature of our association dictates that we can’t develop those things. So, when Wang Billion back then settled for the second-best option by starting this business, we tied almost the entire Shen Zhou’s forces into one. We became people in the same boat. If we fall, and they have no supply, they’d suffer more than us, but if we need them, a single call would bring countless forces to our aid. Sigh, Old Lin, think about it, this business only profits a few billion a year, divvied up, each gets a bit over a billion; do you think we care about that sum? Your industries make tens of billions annually, this money is dispensable. But it’s what lies behind the money that we value the most. Alright, let’s suppress this matter quickly, I have things to do. We’ll talk later."

With that, Old Zhou hung up the call with a snap.

Old Lin, the middle-aged fatty, shook his head helplessly, then picked up his phone and started making calls to his people in the system.