Chapter 179 — Few Soldiers
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
So despite the overbearing air Li Cihua cut outside, before that man behind the scenes he remained ever cautious, treading with the utmost care.
"Boss..." Li Cihua got through to the man behind the scenes.
"Say what you have to say, I'm in a meeting." When the call connected, the voice that came through was tinged with impatience. Everyone else treated Li Cihua with the utmost deference; this man alone did not regard him as anything at all.
"Boss, Li Yao and Zhang Long... they had a car accident..." Li Cihua said carefully.
"If there's been an accident, send them to the hospital. With their constitutions, a minor injury is nothing at all. Why tell me? Is there anything else?" the boss behind the scenes said, somewhat impatiently.
"Boss... it's not a minor injury..." Li Cihua said with a bitter face. "Boss, they had a blowout on the national highway, and the car went straight into a ravine..."
"Seriously injured?" The boss's voice sank, and he seemed to be taking the matter seriously at last.
"Dead..." Li Cihua said.
"What? Dead?" The boss's voice was visibly startled. "Wait a moment, I'll step out of the meeting room and talk to you."
"All right." Li Cihua hurried to agree.
After a while, the boss's voice came through the phone again. "What happened? They died in a car accident? Two Yellow-rank experts?"
"Boss... it's like this..." Li Cihua did not dare conceal anything, and recounted how he had met Wei Zhao the day before, how Wei Zhao had refused to cooperate after their talk, and how he had then sent Li Yao and Zhang Long to finish Wei Zhao off...
"Wei Zhao..." The boss repeated the name. "This business, he did it?"
"Boss, I'm not certain... but judging by appearances, it ought to be an expert of the same level as Li Yao..." Li Cihua said.
"The same level as Li Yao—you mean early Yellow-rank, then? Are you sure?" the boss asked.
"I can basically confirm it," Li Cihua said.
"Very well. I understand this matter now," the boss said mildly. "I still have a meeting to attend. But don't imagine that I won't hold you to account for this. Keep your head down for a while from now on. Also, Xiaobing will come to your side to play for a few days..."
"Yes, yes, Young Master Bing, is it? Wonderful. Rest assured, boss, I will entertain him well." Li Cihua hastened to promise. This Young Master Bing was named Zhao Qibing, the boss's illegitimate son out in the world; very few people knew of this, of course, and Li Cihua was one of those who did.
Zhao Qibing's public identity was that of a rising young entrepreneur in the province, but without the support of that boss behind the scenes, he could never have grown from small beginnings to what he was now.
After hanging up, Li Cihua let out a breath of relief. Judging by the boss's tone, at least there was no intention of replacing him, and the degree to which the matter would be pursued was far below what he had imagined.
Still, the boss sending his illegitimate son to his side also showed that the boss was more or less dissatisfied with him. Sending Zhao Qibing over carried, to some extent, the meaning of keeping watch on him. Li Cihua knew well what sort of person Zhao Qibing was—a typical spoiled young master who, perhaps after being repressed too long by his illegitimate status, had now burst out, more arrogant and dissolute even than the boss's youngest son.
So this could likewise be seen as a good opportunity. If he simply catered to the young man's tastes and let Zhao Qibing enjoy himself comfortably and to his satisfaction here, then everything would be solved.
At this thought, Li Cihua's mood lifted again...
It was the fourth period, just after the morning exercises, when Wei Zhao got back to school.
"Boss, you're really something, aren't you? Skipping class every day..." Kang Xiaofeng turned his head and said in a low voice.
"It's still about the police station. It isn't over yet," Wei Zhao said.