Li Hanyu could never have imagined that not a second after Qin Liang hung up the phone, he sold her out.
From her perspective, Qin Liang should be trustworthy.
It’s not that she had deep trust in Qin Liang; it was purely because Feng Mu had only been in the Second Prison for about a month.
He had almost no foundation in the prison; all his power and status ca from her son, Qian Huan.
Frankly, in Li Hanyu’s eyes, Feng Mu’s position as Head of the Internal Inspection Departnt was like a rootless duckweed, a castle in the air. If her son woke up, he could remove him with just one word.
Feng Mu was just a tool in her son’s hand, whereas Qin Liang was already an old hand in the Second Prison.
From the perspective of ti and logic, the probability of Qin Liang helping Feng Mu to hide or lie was minimal.
Moreover, this phone call was made on a whim!
Li Hanyu’s logic was not wrong; she simply made a mistake that every person in power makes—arrogance.
Of course, Li Hanyu would not stop at this "final confirmation" of Feng Mu.
Given her suspicious nature, she would inevitably send soone to the Second Prison again to conduct a more detailed and in-depth investigation.
However, regarding this call, Li Hanyu’s doubts about Feng Mu decreased by half, raising Feng Mu’s credibility to 85% in her mind.
This was already a very high number.
Even the mber of Parliant Wang Xinfa, whom she knew very well, had a credibility of only a ager 40% in her mind.
Actually, it was still 60% in the morning, but the red mark pinched on the arm forcibly took away 20%.
"Qin Liang has reminded , and also Wang Cong..."
This woman was not lacking in quick wit. When Qian Tong suddenly died, she chose to keep it secret and brought Qian Tong’s body to the Bright Group to cause a scene, which was a testant to her acuity.
At that mont, her mind was running fast; various clues and possibilities were intertwining and colliding in her mind.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of sothing crucial, she was startled.
"My son once told that the initial idea for the ’Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting Plan’ was proposed by Wang Cong.
At that ti, my son was eager to claim the plan for himself, but later, the situation in the Second Prison took a sudden turn for the worse, and he had no choice but to push Wang Cong to the forefront.
Thinking about it, Wang Cong might have a grudge in his heart..."
This discovery made Li Hanyu shiver all over.
When she first t Wang Cong, he ca and went hurriedly, appearing indifferent to Qian Huan’s life and death, further deepening Li Hanyu’s suspicion.
Her face grew dark, with a flash of ruthless determination in her eyes, and she made the second call.
This ti, her tone was much softer:
"Hello, Xiao Yue, are you at the Group today? I have sothing to ask you. I’d like to know if Wang Cong went to the Bright Group today. Yes, the man with the gourd on his back..."
In the gap while awaiting a response, she added appropriately, with a tone full of fatigue:
"Qian Huan... he’s still in the ergency room, but the doctor said, for now, his life is saved. Alright, thank you."
After hanging up the phone politely, Li Hanyu’s face was filled with sinister intent.
The call was made to the front desk manager of the Bright Group.
The front desk manager’s reply confird her worst guess:
After leaving the hospital, Wang Cong went straight to the Bright Group and remained in President Lu’s office, having a closed-door eting and not leaving.
"Couldn’t even wait for my son to die, already in a rush to wag his tail at President Lu. He’s truly a heartless and ungrateful person."
The rage surged in Li Hanyu’s heart, but unfortunately, she had to stay by her son’s side now, or she would rush to the Bright Group in a heartbeat to confront Wang Cong and see his ugly face.
What Li Hanyu didn’t know was that after the front desk manager Zou Xiaoyue of the Bright Group hung up the phone, she quickly walked into the elevator.
The tal door of the elevator reflected her professional smile, and the numbers in the elevator quickly jumped to the second to last floor.
The secretary at the door led her into President Lu’s reception room.
"President Lu, Mrs. Li Hanyu called to inquire about..."
Zou Xiaoyue’s gaze swept over the figure on the sofa with the strange gourd on his back,
"This guest’s visit situation."
Lu Chenjia responded with an "oh," gave Wang Cong a look of interest, and Wang Cong, without any guilt on his face, remained firmly seated.
Lu Chenjia said, "How did you respond?"
"I told her the truth, also....." Zou Xiaoyue’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she added, "Qian Huan’s life was saved."
This sentence finally made Wang Cong’s eyebrows move, and Lu Chenjia took everything in, waving a hand.
Zou Xiaoyue maintained a 45-degree bow posture and silently exited the office.
Lu Chenjia picked up a teacup, the steaming heat obscuring his playful expression: "Qian Huan indeed has a strong life, what do you think?"
Wang Cong straightened his back, the gourd on his back swaying slightly:
"Prison Director Qian is blessed with a strong life. If he can survive and return to the Second Prison to preside over the work soon, it would naturally be best. I sincerely rejoice for him."
Lu Chenjia chuckled softly:
"I know Li Hanyu very well; this woman is very suspicious. You sitting here now, she has probably already made a note of you in her heart."
Wang Cong’s expression was solemn, speaking seriously:
"The ’Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting Plan’ has my heartfelt dedication, and it is the lifelong wish of Prison Director Qian. I just feel that rather than staying in a hospital where nothing can be done, I should race against ti to do everything possible to ensure the plan can proceed smoothly.
This is definitely what Prison Director Qian would most like to see when he wakes up, and thus, I can repay Prison Director Qian’s cultivation of ."
Lu Chenjia’s eyes filled with a deeper smile:
"Unfortunately, Li Hanyu may not interpret it that way."
Wang Cong, with an air of righteousness, said:
"A clear conscience fears no slander. I do all these things without any selfish motives."
Ru Chenjia was infected by Wang Cong’s righteousness, finally showing undisguised appreciation in his eyes:
"Good, young people should indeed take this kind of responsibility. If Qian Huan had subordinates like you, even if he died on the hospital bed now, he could die in peace."
Wang Cong’s eyes reddened, deeply moved, he said:
"President Lu, in these perilous tis, please allow to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the Second Prison."
His voice was strong and powerful,
"I, Wang Cong, swear here in honor of the Prison Director I respect the most, that I do all of this without a trace of selfishness, otherwise, let Prison Director Qian never wake up."
Lu Chenjia’s eyelid twitched, pondering for a long ti.
He was very satisfied with Wang Cong; the blueprint Wang Cong spoke of was even grander than what Qian Huan had envisioned before.
Either Qian Huan hadn’t been completely open with him before, or Wang Cong had been hiding sothing from Qian Huan from the start.
Lu Chenjia misunderstood Wang Cong.
Wang Cong hadn’t just hidden sothing from Qian Huan; he had hidden 1 1 1 1... things from him!
Looking at the seemingly upright Wang Cong in front of him, Lu Chenjia pondered for a mont, then slowly said:
"In that case, you head back to the Second Prison to stabilize the situation, but rest assured, the ’Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting Plan’ will absolutely not be abandoned halfway."
Lu Chenjia interrupted Wang Cong, aningfully adding:
"Don’t rush, after all, isn’t Prison Director Qian still alive?"
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