MM Racing Chapter 1108 An Interesting Plan
Chapter 1108 An Interesting Plan
Gu Nan rode his bicycle towards the Peace Hotel. The tires made a steady "swish" sound as they rolled over the asphalt road, and the bicycle bell occasionally jingled in the wind. But halfway there, a strange unease grew stronger, like a small insect crawling on his back, making him uneasy. He pondered Li Jianjun's character—ruthless and unscrupulous. The Peace Hotel was a well-established restaurant in the city, crowded and full of people. If Li Jianjun really wanted to play some tricks, he feared he couldn't confront him directly in front of so many guests, and would easily be put on the defensive, earning him the reputation of being "unrefined." A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly squeezed the brakes, the tires screeching against the ground. He then turned the bicycle around and rode towards the Public Security Bureau.
Upon arriving at the police station, he navigated the courtyard with practiced ease and went straight to Director Tong Ren's office. Tong Ren had watched him grow up; although they were of different generations, they were as close as uncle and nephew, always speaking directly and without beating around the bush. Gu Nan recounted in detail how Li Jianjun had suddenly invited him to dinner, even mentioning the message Li Jianjun had asked Old Wang to relay and the arrangement to be in the "Peony Hall" private room on the third floor. He then added with a frown, "Uncle Tong, you know, Li Jianjun and I have always been at odds at the factory, he's done a lot of things to sabotage us, both openly and secretly. This sudden invitation to dinner just doesn't seem right. He must be setting a trap."
Upon hearing this, Tong Ren paused, his hand holding the enamel teacup still visible on the rim. He couldn't help but chuckle, looking at Gu Nan and asking, "Since you know Li Jianjun isn't a good guy and is up to no good, why did you agree to go? Aren't you afraid he'll try something funny to harm you? Do you really think you're made of iron and can withstand any trick?"
Gu Nan smiled, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table, making a soft tapping sound. His tone was steady: "Uncle Tong, I'm just giving you a heads-up. Besides, nothing ventured, nothing gained. If I don't go after he sets a trap today, who knows what other tricks he might come up with tomorrow? You can't hide forever. It's better to go and see what he's up to so we can be prepared."
Tong Ren nodded, then frowned, his fingers slowly tracing patterns on the table as if weighing the pros and cons: "You're right, taking the initiative is always better than being passively attacked. But we can't be careless. Li Jianjun's family are no pushovers, and his father-in-law Zhang Li has some connections in the underworld. I can't exactly send my men to wait outside the restaurant the whole time, can I? That would be too conspicuous. If uniformed men are standing at the entrance, even a fool would know something's up, and it would only alert them and ruin your plans."
Gu Nan had already planned ahead. Hearing this, he smiled, a hint of certainty flashing in his eyes: "Uncle Tong, don't worry. I've already thought it through. I'll find an opportunity to call you from the public phone booth at the restaurant. If everything goes smoothly, I'll let you know I'm safe and sound, and say 'the matter is settled'; if anything happens, I'll pass on a message to you over the phone, like mentioning 'I've had a bit too much to drink, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave,' and you'll understand immediately. Then we can find a way to send someone to meet me, how about that?"
Seeing his confident demeanor, Tong Ren felt relieved. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and watched the tea leaves swirl in the water. "Alright, we'll do it your way. Just be careful and don't try to be tough. If anything happens, don't be reckless; we have plenty of ways to deal with him."
Gu Nan replied with a "Okay," chatted briefly about factory matters, then got up to say goodbye and rode his bicycle back to the Peace Hotel. The sun was shining brightly, warming the handlebars. He gently plucked the bicycle bell, its crisp sound echoing in the wind, yet concealing a subtle power struggle—this dinner was destined to be anything but simple.
Tong Ren watched Gu Nan's departing figure and sighed inwardly. This young man was not only technically skilled and admirable, but his mind was also lightning-fast. His plan was crystal clear, with meticulous attention to detail, including clearing the area beforehand and controlling unrelated personnel. He had long considered poaching Gu Nan, wanting to bring him to the Public Security Bureau. With his composure under pressure and his keen insight into people's hearts, he would be a formidable force in criminal investigation. But Gu Nan was currently the deputy director of the steel mill, holding significant power over technological upgrade projects. He was riding high, with a promising future ahead of him. How could he possibly give up such a bright future to deal with cases and criminals every day, risking his life and toiling away? Tong Ren shook his head, suppressing the thought, and quickly turned to allocate manpower. But inwardly, he couldn't help thinking: if they could really work together, it would be a wonderful thing.
Gu Nan glanced at his watch; the hour hand pointed to 11:50, ten minutes before his appointment with Li Jianjun. He quickened his pace, crossing two streets, and the outline of the Peace Hotel was now faintly visible ahead. He wanted to see for himself what this former deputy factory director was up to after all this time, and what shady dealings he had prepared.
The Peace Hotel's facade was unassuming, with gray walls and black tiles. A slightly worn red silk curtain hung at the entrance, rustling in the wind, giving it a lively, old-fashioned feel. As Gu Nan approached the door, he heard the boisterous sounds of drinking games and clinking glasses mingling with the rich aroma of braised pork and soy-braised pork hock wafting through the crack in the door, making his stomach rumble. He reached out and lifted the curtain, his gaze sweeping over the room. He saw a glamorous woman sitting by the window, carefully applying lipstick in front of a small mirror. Her scarlet lips were particularly striking under the warm yellow light—it was obvious that this was probably the bait used to "fish" in Li Jianjun's scheme.
In the private room on the second floor, Li Jianjun was giving Lili repeated instructions, his fingers tapping rapidly on the table as if giving her some kind of code: "Lili, remember the steps in a moment. When Gu Nan is almost drunk and his eyes are glazed over, you take your glass over, pretend to mistake him for someone else, and lean against him, guiding his hand to your waist. The rest..." He lowered his voice, spitting almost onto her face, "...just do as we agreed. Cry and accuse him of being a pervert. How much you can extort depends on your skills. I've already prepared the camera; I guarantee it will be crystal clear."
Lili smiled, her bright red lips pursed, her eyes gleaming with calculation. She extended her nails, painted with henna, and lightly tapped Li Jianjun's arm. "Don't worry, Brother Li," she said, "this medicine was specially brought from the south. It's colorless and odorless, and it works instantly. I guarantee he'll be dizzy after half a cup, completely at your mercy. Then, with his eyes glazed over, you can take as many photos as you want, in whatever pose you choose." Her tone shifted, becoming undisguisedly threatening. "But let me make this clear," she continued, "if that kid Gu Nan is a tough nut to crack, and you won't get a single penny, then you'll have to pay for my trouble. We're in this business; we have to be upfront and honest, you know that."