The Bright Moon Hotel Has Big Problems

After Tang Yu and the other person left the office, Dragon Fang revealed a satisfied smile in the general manager's office.

He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, took out his phone, and dialed Ye Chen's number.

As soon as the call connected, he immediately spoke respectfully.

"Dragon King, the revenge on Moonlight Hotel is complete. I forced that Tang Yu kid to sell the hotel to us for fifty billion."

"Oh?" Ye Chen's voice on the other end of the line carried a hint of delight.

Moonlight Hotel was a place where he had been humiliated.

Dragon Fang being able to purchase it so cheaply had instantly netted him over a hundred billion.

His abilities were indeed quite outstanding!

"You did well with this task. However, this is just a small repayment of interest."

Ye Chen smirked arrogantly and then asked, "By the way, what about that Wang fellow?"

A dog of the Tang family dared to publicly scold him!

He must die!

"I've already had someone investigate. He flew to Africa a few days ago."

"Send someone to kill him. Anyone who insults me must die."

Ye Chen commanded.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen put away his phone and smirked maliciously.

Having suffered so many setbacks in Su Hang, he finally felt a bit of relief.

This was just a small repayment of interest; the real show is just beginning.

Chi Yin had already procured some confidential information for him, and other chess pieces were also being set in motion.

The entire Su Hang was nothing more than a chessboard for him to test his skills!

...

In the western district police station.

A strikingly beautiful female police officer was sitting in front of a computer, frowning as she studied several documents.

The case involving Moonlight Hotel was still under investigation.

This case was undoubtedly a homicide.

But Bai Wanyi couldn't find any evidence, which made her extremely frustrated. She had been sitting in front of the computer for days, trying to figure out how to solve the case.

"Captain Bai, do you want to take a break? You didn't get much rest last night, did you?"

A young policeman came over to show his concern.

"No need. One need not sleep long in life; they will sleep forever after death."

Bai Wanyi waved her hand and pushed her cup towards her colleague, saying, "Get me another cup of black coffee."

"Alright."

The young policeman's eyes showed a hint of heartache. Captain Bai was too dedicated to her work.

Occasionally, she should relax and maybe even date someone like me, right?

When the coffee was brought over, Bai Wanyi took a sip and the bitterness instantly invigorated her.

At that moment, her laptop suddenly made a sound.

She quickly glanced at it and saw that someone had sent her an email.

Her intuition told her that this email sent to her personal account contained crucial clues.

She immediately opened the email and her pupils contracted in shock.

The email was related to Moonlight Hotel, but not to the murder case. Instead, it involved drugs.

"Quick, call Director Wang over."

She slammed her hand on the table and shouted at her colleague.

The colleague snapped out of his daze and quickly went to fetch the leader.

Director Wang, referred to as "Wang Ju," was a middle-aged man with a square face, exuding an aura of righteousness.

When he walked over, he looked at Bai Wanyi with concern.

"Wanyi, I have to say this, but you're a beautiful young lady working so hard day and night. You've got dark circles like a panda."

"Take a look at this."

Bai Wanyi moved her chair aside to let her leader see the email.

After glancing at it, Director Wang's face turned serious.

If the clues in this email were true, this would be a major case.

"Immediately call a meeting and form a task force for the investigation. I'll lead it personally."

Director Wang commanded loudly.

Soon, the entire western district police station was in motion.

After a two-hour meeting, the investigation team left the station to begin their work.

Bai Wanyi also wanted to join the investigation team but was refused by Director Wang, who told her to eat and rest first.

Feeling a bit frustrated, she changed into casual clothes and went out to eat.

She wasn't picky about food and usually ate at a roadside stall across from the police station.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the stall, someone greeted her.

"Officer Bai."

She turned around and, after thinking for a few seconds, remembered his name and smiled, "Ye Chen, right?"

She had met him a while ago.

At that time, there was a pickpocket on the bus.

He had intervened heroically, stopping the pickpocket.

After getting off the bus, the pickpocket had brought people to retaliate, but Ye Chen had easily defeated them all.

She had been quite surprised when she arrived to arrest the pickpocket; this guy had hidden skills. So, she had a slight impression of him.

However, what left the deepest impression was his smile.

It always felt... a bit strange.

"I thought Officer Bai wouldn't remember my name."

Ye Chen subconsciously smirked, his lips curling up high.

At the moment, he was carrying a shabby snake skin bag filled with various plastic bottles and other items.

"Are you starting a side hustle?"

Seeing him like this, Bai Wanyi couldn't help but chuckle.

"No, I just met an old grandmother who was picking bottles at her age. It seemed quite tough, so I helped her bring the bottles back and bought her some fruit."

Ye Chen sighed.

Hearing this, Bai Wanyi felt a bit more favorably toward him.

This man, he's quite kind-hearted?

"Are you here to eat? How about having a meal together? I'll be done with this soon."

Ye Chen pointed to the side of the stall and smiled.

"No need, I'll just take it to go. I still have work to do."

Bai Wanyi smiled casually and waved her hand as she walked into the shop to order.

Ye Chen didn't push further.

Chasing women required knowing the right boundaries.

A woman who can go all the way with you can also go all the way with another man.

The more top-tier the beauty, the slower you have to go to make her devoted, even willing to be part of your harem.

He walked a distance with the bag of plastic bottles, then casually tossed it into a trash can.

He had bought this bag from a homeless old woman for ten yuan on his way here.

He had spent ten yuan because he didn't have any smaller bills on him.

The entire bag of plastic bottles wasn't even worth five yuan.

"Next, a few more arranged meetings should be enough. This kind of woman is quite easy to pursue."

Ye Chen smiled smugly.

Two deliberately arranged encounters had given him enough confidence.

Bai Wanyi, this woman, he absolutely had to win over.

Not only was she strikingly beautiful, ranking among the top beauties in Su Hang, but her background was also extraordinary.

The Bai Family, though not one of the four major families in Su Hang, wielded tremendous influence.

They were a political family, and half of the political circles in Su Hang were their disciples and former officials.

To control Su Hang, he couldn't do without the power of the Bai Family!

After washing his hands on the side of the road, he hurriedly headed to his next destination.

He still had to go and build goodwill with other beauties.

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