Is It What

"Just posturing."

Kong Chang sneered, completely ignoring Qin Ning's words.

He gave a cold snort and then left the place with Lai Weida.

"Uncle, I didn't expect things to turn out like this, I'm really sorry..."

Stepping out of the private room, Lai Weida hastily apologized.

Compared to Jiang Zhi, he was even more unwilling to offend his own uncle.

"It's fine, I don't blame you. You were just acting out of good intentions. If anyone is to blame, it's that Jiang Zhi for being too full of himself. Although the Jiang family of the provincial capital has money, if they want to fight with me, especially here in Liu City, I have a hundred ways to crush them."

Kong Chang truly didn't mean to blame Lai Weida.

He actually valued this nephew of his quite a bit. After all, Lai Weida had introduced him to quite a few entrepreneurs in the past, and Kong Chang had lined his pockets well because of it.

Screech!

Arriving downstairs at the restaurant, the two were just preparing to get into their car and leave.

Suddenly, the sound of a sudden brake reached their ears.

A middle-aged man stepped down from a Hongqi car.

Upon seeing the man, Kong Chang was initially stunned, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He quickly ran over, "Secretary Zhou."

Zhou De didn't speak. His gaze merely rested quietly on the other man. After a moment, he said, "Recently, the city has cleared out quite a few parasites. I didn't expect we missed a big fish like you."

Hearing this, Kong Chang's heart suddenly jolted, but he maintained a calm expression and smiled apologetically, "Secretary Zhou, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"You know better than anyone what you've done. Although I couldn't dig it up before, now that Young Master Qin has personally pointed it out, it definitely can't be wrong. Kong Chang, for the rest of your life, you can spend it properly locked up inside."

Having said that, Zhou De waved his hand. Subsequently, several SWAT officers rushed up from the surroundings and immediately pinned Kong Chang to the ground.

Zhou De naturally knew of Qin Ning's power. What the other party said would never be false.

Just now on the phone, since Qin Ning said Kong Chang was a parasite, it absolutely couldn't be wrong. Even if Kong Chang had acted with the utmost secrecy, as long as he had done it, it would definitely be investigated and brought to light later.

Seeing his uncle getting arrested just like that, Lai Weida was left dumbfounded.

And it was the top official of Liu City personally taking action.

"Take him away as well. Whether he's clean or not, we'll know once we take him back and investigate," Zhou De said.

"Yes, sir."

Hearing this, two SWAT officers rushed forward and directly handcuffed Lai Weida's hands together.

Lai Weida completely deflated.

He knew in his heart that he absolutely could not withstand an investigation.

He just hadn't expected things to happen so suddenly. Even his uncle had been arrested.

The phone call!

Right!

It must be that phone call Qin Ning made just now!

How is that possible?

Who is that young man?

With just a single phone call, he actually made Zhou De, the top official, come over personally to arrest someone!

Just as he was shocked to his core, at the entrance of the restaurant, Qin Ning and his group had finished their meal and walked out.

"Young Master Qin."

Under the dumbfounded expressions of Lai Weida and Kong Chang, Zhou De eagerly trotted over and greeted Qin Ning.

By now, Kong Chang finally realized what had happened.

This young man was not simple!

His downfall today was entirely because of the phone call that person made just now!

"Investigate them thoroughly. Just handle it according to the law." Qin Ning glanced at Kong Chang and Lai Weida. Leaving behind these words, he didn't linger. He led his group directly into their car and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

...

Back at the villa.

Richard hadn't gone out with them earlier. At this moment, he was holding a rag, cleaning the place. Up and down, the stair handrails, every single corner, he cleaned with great earnestness.

Seeing Qin Ning and the others return, he immediately went up to greet them, "Young Master Qin, Xiao Fei, welcome home."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Qin Ning nodded gently, and then glanced at Wang Er and the others beside him. "When you guys cultivate later, bring him along."

"Understood, Young Master Qin," Xia Fei nodded.

Richard was overjoyed, a look of fanaticism appearing on his face.

"Xiao Fei, come upstairs with me. I'll get another spirit stone for your cultivation later."

"Okay, brother," Qin Fei nodded.

...

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that the brother and sister came downstairs.

With Qin Ning's personal guidance, and having absorbed the spirit stone, Qin Fei's growth rate was extremely fast. She was already at the Second Stage of the Body Refining Realm.

"Xiao Fei, my brother and the others already returned to Bin City yesterday afternoon. Also, the equipment has been airlifted from Country Y, and they should have started installing it today," Cheng Weiyang said.

"Mm, just follow up on this matter. Let me know if there are any problems," Qin Fei nodded.

"Qin Ning, I received a phone call last night. They said there's going to be a high school class reunion tonight at the Yingbin Restaurant. It was organized by our homeroom teacher, Du Ya. I promised her I would attend. She also told me to contact any classmates I could reach. I've already contacted a few. I wonder if you want to go?" Su Xingwan suddenly spoke up.

Qin Ning paused for a moment, then said, "Since the homeroom teacher organized it, let's go."

Du Ya was Qin Ning's high school homeroom teacher. She should be around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old now.

Back in school, Du Ya knew that Qin Ning came from an orphanage, so she had taken care of him quite a bit.

If it had been a gathering organized by some classmate, Qin Ning would likely have had no interest, but since it was Du Ya, he felt it was worth making the trip.

After all, they hadn't seen each other for five or six years.

Beside him, seeing Wang Er and the others getting a bit restless, Qin Ning said, "The class monitor and I are going to a class reunion, so don't get involved. Stay at home and keep Xiao Fei company. If you're really bored, you can go cultivate. I've already set up a barrier around the villa, so even if you cultivate late at night, you won't disturb the neighbors."

"Young Master Qin, then shall I arrange a car for you and Sister Xingwan?" Xia Fei asked.

"Alright."

Qin Ning nodded.

By evening, a million-yuan E-Class Mercedes-Benz parked at the entrance of the villa.

Su Xingwan was a bit speechless. "Isn't this a bit too flashy? Why don't we drive the Audi that Xiao Fei used before?"

"It's fine. Weiyang is using that car now, it's parked over at the company. Besides, you now hold ten percent of the company's shares and have a net worth of over ten billion. Driving this car is already considered low-key."

Qin Ning smiled faintly.

"Alright..."

Su Xingwan didn't say much more. She quickly got into the driver's seat and drove Qin Ning toward the Yingbin Restaurant.

This was her first time being alone with Qin Ning, and the fact that she had what she did today was all because of him.

Su Xingwan had never known how to properly thank him.

Inside the car, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit delicate.

Stopped at a red light, Su Xingwan finally broke the silence. "Qin Ning, back when we were in school, were you..."

At this point, she suddenly lost her courage again.

Qin Ning, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. "Did I what?"

"Did you..."

Su Xingwan's voice was barely a whisper, her ears burning slightly. Finally, she gathered her courage. "Did you... ever like me?"

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