Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1516 - 1501: Conspiracy

"Song Yun, it’s been a while since I last saw you!"

Wen Changlin, walking beside Zhu Yeqing, said with a slight smile, "These past few weeks, Shen Zhou has been in quite a turmoil because of you!"

"Uncle Wen, are you complimenting me or scolding me?" Song Yun said shyly, lowering his head.

"What you’ve done isn’t something an average person can do." Wen Changlin shook his head and said, "Even if someone scolds you, it’s still a compliment. These days, how many people can actually affect an entire region’s stock market? Today, the Shanghai Composite Index broke through the so-called diamond defense line of 2000 points. The real source of this market crash is the plummeting stocks of the companies held by Liu Tianbao and Old Zhou. Right now, you can almost be called the villain in the hearts of all the investors nationwide. Of course, many don’t know it’s you who drove this crash in Shen Zhou’s stock market. They’ve only pinned the blame on Liu Tianbao and Old Zhou. Now look at them; on one hand, they’re being relentlessly smeared and attacked by you, and on the other, they’re bearing everyone’s wrath. They truly don’t have much time left!"

"Well, it isn’t all that bad!"

Song Yun shook his head and said, "The main issue is their own problems. If their enterprises had no issues whatsoever, no matter how much I tried to smear them, it would be impossible. They’re financial tycoons, after all. If they were completely legitimate in business battles, I wouldn’t stand a chance against them!"

"You do have some self-awareness. I thought you might be blinded by the current situation." Wen Changlin said, "It’s good for young people to maintain a clear mind even at times like this. Song Yun, I’m liking you more and more. How about this—I’ll give you my daughter Wen Ting, to be your little miss, how about that?"

"Ah." Song Yun awkwardly looked at Wen Changlin and said, "Uncle Wen, what are you saying!"

"My daughter Wen Ting has been helping with my company’s affairs, and her time out and about is now much less. That’s a good thing, but she’s still a girl. If I pass on my industry to her, the pressure would be too much. So, I think, Song Yun, you should marry my daughter Wen Ting. Then, we’d be family. I’d be your father-in-law, and in the future, who would inherit my industry but you?" Wen Changlin tempted.

Song Yun felt chills like seeing a creepy uncle trying to lure a little girl with candy, and he said resolutely, "Well... Uncle Wen, I actually prefer women!"

"Damn it, isn’t my daughter a woman?" Wen Changlin instantly cursed.

Song Yun chuckled but said nothing, though his face showed a look that seemed to suggest that perhaps Wen Changlin’s daughter wasn’t really a woman.

Wen Changlin could only shake his head helplessly and said, "Tingting just hasn’t found a man who can truly move her heart. This is your big opportunity, and you’re just letting it slip away, what a pity!"

"Thank you for thinking highly of me, Uncle Wen, but in half a month, I’m going to be a dad. The burden on my shoulders is getting heavier. For my woman, I hope to be faithful and not be capricious." Song Yun said seriously.

"You seem to have quite a few women, don’t you? Su Nan’s Li Family’s Li Shishi, then Kunlun Mountain Saintess Qingluan, Xu Hongxing’s granddaughter Xu Ying, and then there’s Xiao Qing, and others..." Wen Changlin started ticking them off with his fingers, and Song Yun, breaking into a cold sweat, shouted, "No, Uncle Wen, stop it, let’s not bring this up again, especially here on Brother White Tiger’s turf; let’s not ignore the host!"

After saying that, Song Yun glanced at White Tiger, seeking help.

As Song Yun’s future in-law, White Tiger was quite fair, and he said, "You guys continue your conversation, I also think Wen Ting is quite good, Song Yun, you might want to consider it!"

Song Yun nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Once the joking was over and they sat down, everyone’s expressions turned a bit more serious, because what they were about to discuss was not some trivial matter but something that could potentially change the entire system.

"Song Yun, if you’re not interested in the discussion we’re about to have, or if you don’t want to listen to it at all, you can leave now, we’ll still be friends. But if you choose to listen, it means you’re agreeing to cooperate with us, and if after listening you want to back out, don’t blame Brother Wen and me for not being polite." White Tiger said with a friendly smile.

Song Yun rubbed his hands together, remained silent for a while, and then said, "I... I’ll listen!"

"Haha, Song Yun, we knew you’d want to listen." White Tiger laughed and said, "Among the three of us, you probably have the biggest conflict with Ma ChunTian. Apparently, your brother had his hand broken by Ma Lele’s thugs, and if Ma ChunTian stays in his position, Ma Lele will be untouchable for the rest of your life."

"Heh heh." Song Yun chuckled and said nothing.

"Then we have to think about how to handle Ma ChunTian!"

White Tiger said, "Ma ChunTian’s family comes from an older generation of founding fathers, but most of them have passed away now. He originally rose through his family’s connections, and after the old folks in his family mostly passed, Ma ChunTian reached his current position almost solely on his own. This guy is very smart and ruthless. Over the years, many people have been completely destroyed by him. Although I have some dirt on Ma ChunTian, without support from someone higher up, it’s useless." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"What kind of dirt?" Song Yun asked.

"It’s about the things we’ve helped him do over the years, the benefits he’s accepted from us, and so forth. These can be as significant or insignificant as we make them, and if we were to expose them, it would come with risks. So, without absolute confidence, I’m not going to reveal anything." White Tiger said.

"Oh, Uncle Wen, what’s your take? You’re the most experienced and knowledgeable here. Please show us the way." Song Yun asked.

"There is a clear path forward!"

After contemplating for a moment, Wen Changlin said, "In fact, even though Ma ChunTian is at his level, it’s still only that—a level. Compared to the nine in the inner circle of the red wall, he’s far behind. On the official front, at least my father can suppress him. First and foremost, we need to decide the intensity of our move. This needs to be carefully measured."