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It was just supposed to be a phone call, but Old Wen insisted on dragging him along for a drive. They ended up taking a formal statement of fifty words, and just like that, a case was opened!
After leaving the station, he followed the location that Kang Ziyu had sent him. However, there were no hotels in sight! The map showed just an ordinary courtyard. After confirming with Kang Ziyu that the location was correct, he decided to head over.
"Old man, your charisma hasn’t faded over the years!" Shi Tian smiled slightly as he glanced at Old Wen, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Old Wen was quite imposing! Instead of sitting in the back, he squeezed into the front seat with him. Was he afraid that those people would mistake him for the driver?
When they reported the case, the reception went smoothly. However, when it came to filling out all those forms, there was no need for Shi Tian to do it himself; someone else was responsible for that. Yet, they were still serving tea and pouring water—it was quite a show.
Before the tea even arrived, Old Wen stood up to leave. The process of taking his statement was immediately simplified; it took only two minutes to finish his fifty-word account.
It took some audacity to walk out like that! Before all those forms could be completed, the place was already crowded with people. They were holding a meal in the cafeteria under the pretext of dining with grassroots officers—was he going or not? Lighting a cigarette, Old Wen felt helpless.
Making such a high-profile trip meant he wouldn’t be able to catch any fish in these few days. He might even have to drive all the way to Beijing. Who knows? He might run into someone like Minle Ouyang Xiu in some corner!
Seeing Old Wen’s helpless expression, Shi Tian chuckled. "You’re scared too! After being in this line of work for so long, you’ve become an old fox—how can you still be afraid of this?"
But it made sense; being blocked at the station and invited to the cafeteria under the guise of caring about grassroots living conditions—what a legitimate excuse! It wasn’t like he had distanced himself from them; now a whole crowd was coming to show their faces—it was quite a hassle!
"Xiao Tian, what should I do if there's a prodigal son in my family?" Old Wen sighed deeply after taking a drag from his cigarette, his face filled with worry as he stared at Shi Tian.
Old Wen’s words left Shi Tian baffled. A prodigal son in your family? Does your family have one? Although he wasn’t clear about Old Wen’s family situation, he knew his son certainly wasn’t a spendthrift.
Old Wen’s grandson? The Carbon Fiber laboratory? If that kid really is a prodigal son, it could be troublesome. It seemed he was researching adhesives there; if he leaked any formulas or processes, would that nearly two hundred million investment still come through?
Old man, we’ll have to see if he’s really squandered anything. If not, then we’ll have to teach him a lesson—lightly beating him won’t do; we need to hit him hard!
He probably wouldn’t have the heart to do it himself; let Xia Shou handle it. A bit more forceful would definitely make him remember! If necessary, breaking both his legs and keeping him at home would be better than letting him squander away!
We should have Shi Ye and Kong Yunfei look into Wen Bo. If this kid dares to leak information about Carbon Fiber, I’ll personally break both his legs!
He may not have squandered anything yet, but he certainly has been disappointing! He’s surrounded himself with a bunch of useless friends who are constantly causing trouble right under his nose! It’s time to take action.
"You’re right; breaking both legs and keeping him at home is better than letting him ruin the family!" This matter should be handled by Old Liu—he's tough and has connections; it would be perfect for him to take charge!
With Old Wen saying this, Shi Tian felt even more uncertain.
Could it be that he guessed correctly? Is Wen Bo really planning to leak information about Carbon Fiber? If that happens, who would dare cooperate with them again? Those two legs are worth far more than Carbon Fiber!
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