I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 165 Surprised or Not, Unexpected or Not

For the Hawke Palace Hotel, today was a rather special day; tonight, a group of very important individuals from Qingqiu Country would be gathering here.

In order to entertain these guests, an entire floor of the hotel had been cleared out, at the entrance of which tight security measures were deployed, given that each person appearing there today could be of critical importance to Qingqiu!

"President Quan, you've arrived so early?"

"Hahaha, yes, I've just settled a matter that's been weighing on my mind, feeling refreshed, I had to come!"

"Being suppressed by that Huaxia youngster named Zhang Menglong recently has been suffocating; now that he has finally gone back, how could I not come to celebrate properly?"

"How's your bank doing?"

"The situation has basically stabilized, the number of people withdrawing money has been decreasing, and in at most two days, it will return to the previous state of slow growth. But this time, it was indeed a serious blow to our vitality."

"That's true, our Minsheng Bank has suffered substantial losses. I hope we can mitigate some of the damage in the final stretch of the year!"

"I've heard that today's gathering isn't so simple!" one of the bank presidents, who was on very good terms with Su Zhihe, suddenly said with an air of mystery, "Do you think today is just about celebrating Zhang Menglong's return to his country?"

"What else could it mean?" Several other bank presidents gathered closer.

"You need to understand, Zhang Menglong's actions didn't just strike a blow to our economy, but his livestream that night has made us Qingqiu people lose face before the whole world. This is a tremendous insult; if we let him return just like that, where would the dignity of our country stand?" Experience tales at empire

"You mean?" The ears of several bank presidents widened, and one of them even made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

"Shh! Keep it down, this matter is top secret! Apart from Representative Su, no more than five people know of it. You must not tell anyone," the president said, "We'll only make our move when Zhang Menglong's plane moves through the airspace of other countries. We definitely won't let his death be traced back to us!"

"If that's the case, then it would definitely be a good thing for our country!"

"Right, where is Representative Su?"

"Yeah, tonight he's supposed to be our star, our hero!"

The time had already reached 6:20 p.m., and even President Quan Zhenggui had made his appearance at the venue, but Su Zhihe was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Su Zhihe? Could he have forgotten the time?" Quan Zhenggui said displeasedly, "Someone, go ask about him? Contact his secretary."

"I'll go!" Piao Guanzhi, who had the best relationship with Su Zhihe, volunteered as he picked up his phone. As the busy tone came through the other end, his expression also filled with confusion.

"Thud!" Just at that moment, the door was abruptly pushed open. Everyone was startled but not panicked because they knew very well that tonight, there was no safer place in all of Qingqiu than this hotel.

"Secretary Jin?" Everyone recognized the person hurrying in, his face filled with terror, holding a fluttering piece of paper as if he had encountered the most dreadful thing in the world.

"Something's happened! Something's happened! Something's happened to Representative Su!" Secretary Jin exclaimed loudly.

"Calm down, speak slowly!" Quan Zhenggui said, "What happened to Representative Su?"

"Representative Su is dead!" Secretary Jin delivered news that made everyone feel an immense panic, "He didn't have any external injuries. The doctor said he died from a sudden cardiac arrest."

"Sudden cardiac arrest? Did Representative Su overwork himself to death?" Everyone wore looks of regret.

During the years Su Zhihe was in power, Qingqiu Country's economy had soared, and this was inextricably linked to his work ethic. Everyone knew he often worked late into the night, and the possibility of work-induced death was indeed real.

Yet, if that was the case, why would his assistant show such an expression?

"No! Representative Su didn't die of sudden illness; he was murdered!" The assistant passed over the thin slip of paper, "This was found next to Representative Su, an invoice."

"An invoice?"

"Yes, the item listed is 'murder', and the amount is 10... Huaxia currency..."

"Huaxia currency?" Almost everyone thought of Zhang Menglong at the same time—they had gathered here today because of him!

Moreover, those in the know were well aware that Su Zhihe had spent a large sum of money to hire an Assassin Organization internationally to take out Zhang Menglong, and if he failed and suffered a counterattack from Zhang Menglong, it was very likely indeed!

Suddenly, the doors to the hall swung open again, and this time a man and a woman walked in. The woman was young and beautiful, dressed in a gorgeous gown as if she had stepped right out of a fairy tale, and the man was handsome but wore a mocking smile on his face.

"Zhang Menglong!" Everyone immediately recognized the young man.

"Sorry, I invited myself today!" Although he said this, Zhang Menglong did not show any sign of embarrassment, "Mr. Quan Zhenggui, surprised or not, guess what? I'm still alive!"

"How did you get in?" Quan Zhenggui's eyes flickered with surprise. Today's venue was heavily guarded—without an invitation, the security guards and Quan Zhenggui's own bodyguards wouldn't have let anyone in.

"I just waltzed right in!" Zhang Menglong said, "Your guys are probably chatting with Lord Zhou in their dreams by now!"

"Bro, the people you hired are no good, trying to kill me? At least find someone slightly more impressive. And with an offer of just 200 US Dollars, I almost feel insulted!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Quan Zhenggui couldn't possibly admit that Qingqiu Country had sent people to assassinate Zhang Menglong—he had to pretend to be clueless.

"Looks like you're not going to admit it!" Zhang Menglong said with a laugh, "Why don't you listen to this!"

Zhang Menglong took out a small recording device.

"Did Su Zhihe send you to kill me?"

"How... how could you possibly know?"

...

The voices of Zhang Menglong and Sorens were on the recording.

"Oh, and by the way, there's also the recording of Su Zhihe contacting the Assassin Organization. Wanna listen?" Zhang Menglong said.

With his intelligence network, obtaining such evidence was a piece of cake.

"You..." Everyone in the hall changed color. If what Zhang Menglong claimed was true and he had those pieces of evidence, then the fact that they had sent people to assassinate Zhang Menglong was confirmed. If exposed to the international community, Qingqiu might soon become everyone's target.

"Su Zhihe, it was you who sent people to do it, right?" Quan Zhenggui said.

"Is there a recording device and a video device?" Zhang Menglong communicated telepathically with Ye Yin.

"I can block them all!"

Having received a positive response from Ye Yin, Zhang Menglong's smile twisted practically to the heavens, "It was me who hired someone to do the job, a discount sale, for just 10 bucks. Isn't that cheap?"

Hearing Zhang Menglong's maddening voice, Quan Zhenggui couldn't help clenching his fist.

"What are you looking at, think being the president is so great? Believe it or not, I'll spend 15 bucks to turn you into a corpse just like Su Zhihe," Zhang Menglong taunted, facing those who wanted him dead without the slightest psychological burden.

"Zhang Menglong, are you threatening me? Aren't you afraid this could lead to a dispute?"

"I am threatening you, come at me if you dare!" Zhang Menglong continued brazenly, "Hahaha, do you want to make my crime known to the public? But you guys don't have any evidence!"