Cao Mang had previously spread this news, causing an uproar throughout the organization.
The names of both Gu Chenan and Cao Mang, two of the Owls, appeared on each other's assassination lists. This was simply unbelievable.
"What's going on? Who wants to kill Brother Cao and Mr. Gu?"
"Who knows? The key question is, how did the organization accept these two contracts in the first place?"
"Something fishy is going on here. Someone must be pulling strings behind the scenes!"
"That's right. The organization wouldn't accept contracts related to us, let alone two of the Owls!"
Many people were puzzled by this situation.
However, some quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.
"Brother Cao said earlier that he would not only remove Gu Chenan from his position as one of the Twelve Owls but also eliminate him. Do you think..."
"Wait, are you saying Brother Cao is behind this? Hold on... that doesn't make sense. We can understand Brother Cao putting out a hit on Gu Chenan, but why would he contract someone to assassinate himself?"
"You fool! Gu Chenan is the one who put out the hit on Brother Cao!"
"Damn, these two are insane! It's like they're playing a game of extreme tit-for-tat!"
"What's the big deal? If Brother Cao can do this, he clearly has nothing to fear. With both Brother Cao and Mr. Gu leaving the organization, Brother Cao will be free to eliminate Gu Chenan without restraint!"
...
Not only were ordinary assassins amazed by Cao Mang's tit-for-tat strategy, but even the other members of the Twelve Owls were impressed.
"Old Cao is really going all out to avenge Gong Fei!"
"Even with the Chairwoman backing him, Gu Chenan won't be able to maneuver his way out of this situation, right?"
"Now that the whole organization knows about this, Gu Chenan will have to follow Old Cao's lead. I have to say, Old Cao is really clever!"
Listening to the discussions around him, Hua Liran, now fully recovered from his injuries, narrowed his eyes and grinned.
If Gu Chenan really left the organization, Cao Mang would definitely make a move against him. When that time came, Hua Liran would follow!
Not only had Gu Chenan beaten him unconscious, but he had also insulted him. It was simply too much!
He wouldn't be able to let it go without teaching Gu Chenan a lesson!
...
"Now that Cao Mang has spread the news, many people in the organization are looking forward to seeing you leave," Hoshino Kannon said after surveying the general sentiment.
"Well, what can I do? Who knew that hothead Cao Mang would want to play this extreme game of tit-for-tat with me," Gu Chenan shrugged.
"Have you figured out what to do?" Hoshino Kannon asked worriedly.
"I have an idea, but it's not fully fleshed out yet."
At this point, it was clearly impossible for him to stay in the organization. He had discussed this at length with Fang Yuanyuan.
Although Fang Yuanyuan wanted to help him, Cao Mang had anticipated this and spread the news in advance, making it impossible for Fang Yuanyuan to assist even if she wanted to.
Cao Mang and Gu Chenan were in the same situation, so whatever Fang Yuanyuan did for one, she would have to do for the other.
So Gu Chenan had to come up with another plan.
If he couldn't stay in the organization, he would have someone else stay in his place.
Just moments ago, Gu Chenan had contacted Ma Bing, asking him to come to Yanjing immediately by private jet.
Ma Bing was currently on his way.
"What did the Chairwoman say?" Hoshino Kannon asked.
"She didn't say much," Gu Chenan shook his head.
[What could she say? She didn't say anything, just that I was too forceful.]
Hearing Gu Chenan's thoughts, Hoshino Kannon was taken aback.
Well, well, well. You've been running to the Chairwoman's place these past few days. I thought you were discussing how to handle this situation with her, but it turns out you were just there for some action, huh?
What's the deal? Got a new flame and forgot about me?
Thinking this, Hoshino Kannon felt a surge of jealousy.
She said nothing, but suddenly yanked open Gu Chenan's shirt.
"Kannon, you..." Gu Chenan was startled.
Hoshino Kannon silenced his next words with a kiss.
After a long moment, she spoke, "If you leave the organization, I'll leave too and return to Donghai with you!"
Gu Chenan chuckled softly and shook his head. "Listen to me. You should stay in the organization."
"Why?" Hoshino Kannon demanded.
Gu Chenan smiled and pulled her into his arms. "Because I'm going to make the entire Black Owl my own."
Hoshino Kannon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.
...
In the office.
Lin Yu had been in a state of excitement and elation ever since he heard the word "handover."
In his view, since Cao Mang and he shared a common goal, Cao Mang would naturally hand over his position as one of the Twelve Owls to him.
His thinking wasn't wrong; this was indeed what Cao Mang had in mind.
"Chairwoman, I've decided on the person for the handover. It's Lin Yu," Cao Mang announced.
Lin Yu was overjoyed inwardly but outwardly maintained a facade of humble surprise. "Brother Cao, you... you really chose me?"
"I... I'm truly honored to have earned your appreciation, Lin Yu."
Cao Mang patted Lin Yu's shoulder, then turned to Fang Yuanyuan. "Chairwoman, I'll start the handover process with Lin Yu now."
"Wait!"
But at this moment, Fang Yuanyuan suddenly interrupted: "Old Cao, since when did you get to decide who becomes one of the Twelve Owls?"
Cao Mang was taken aback.
"Chairwoman, what do you mean..."
Fang Yuanyuan smiled lightly. "I've already chosen who will replace you. Just wait for the handover."
Hearing this, both Lin Yu and Cao Mang were stunned.
Cao Mang had thought that even if he left the organization, he could still use the organization's power through Lin Yu, who would listen to his orders.
But he hadn't expected this...
Lin Yu was equally confused, but he wasn't particularly upset.
Currently, the only people in the organization qualified to replace Cao Mang were himself, Old Dao, and Fang Jie.
It wouldn't be a problem if Fang Yuanyuan chose either of the other two.
Given his relationship with Fang Jie and Old Dao, it wouldn't make much difference who replaced Cao Mang.
Lin Yu gently waved his hand, signaling Cao Mang to remain calm.
Then, with his characteristic crooked smile, he said softly, "Chairwoman, Brother Cao and I absolutely respect and support your decision."
"I'm just curious, Chairwoman, who exactly have you chosen?"
Fang Yuanyuan glanced at the time on her phone.
"Someone you know. He'll be here soon."
As expected!
Hearing this, Lin Yu raised an eyebrow.
It seems my guess was spot on. It must be either Fang Jie or Old Dao!
"I understand, Chairwoman." Lin Yu nodded confidently.
"Alright, you two wait here. I'll bring him over for the handover when he arrives."
"Yes, Chairwoman!"

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