His head gradually leaned towards Lin Hai, and from the depths of his throat, he laid bare the plan buried in his heart.
"How is it? Can it work?"
After speaking, Dong Hua raised his head again, his eyes fixed on Lin Hai.
Lin Hai was already lacking direction.
Now that Dong Hua could provide him with direction, it was undoubtedly a great thing. Why would he refuse?
At this moment, the determination in Lin Hai's eyes deepened.
"Mr. Dong, rest assured, as long as that brat Lu Feng can be dealt with, I will cooperate in any way you ask, without any complaints."
"Good!" This was exactly what Dong Hua wanted to hear. Upon hearing this, he quickly tidied up a cup on the table, poured some drink into it, and then handed it to Lin Hai.
He then picked up another cup.
"Although we have a direction now, there is still a long way to go to the final result. Both of us need to keep our minds clear. So, no alcohol today."
Lin Hai was not foolish and understood immediately.
"Cheers!"
The two transparent glass cups clinked with a crisp sound.
This sound was as pleasant as the deep laughter in Lin Hai's heart at this moment.
Lu Feng, you brat, you won't live for many more days!
This time, I'll make your life worse than death.
Dong Hua stayed in this tea restaurant for about half an hour.
Soon, a knock came from outside.
Then, a deep voice drilled into Dong Hua's ears through the door.
"Mr. Dong, time is up. Don't you have important matters to attend to?"
Hearing this, Dong Hua immediately got up.
For someone of his stature, he should have plenty of free time.
But his position had been challenged these past few days, so he had to be more diligent.
As a result, Dong Hua gestured towards the items on the table and said to Lin Hai in a deep voice.
"Brother Lin Hai, please enjoy. I won't keep you company!" With that, he pushed open the door and walked out of the tea restaurant with the bodyguard who had just spoken.
Of course, Dong Hua was not going back.
Now that Lin Hai's preparations were in place, his own side was just beginning.
Dong Hua followed the bodyguard to an alley.
He got into a car from within the alley and soon arrived before an old man with white hair and beard.
The old man with white hair and beard scanned Dong Hua from head to toe.
In his heart, countless doubts erupted like bubbles in boiling water.
After a moment, he let out an astonished question from the depths of his throat.
"You are? Dong Hua!"
This person was Zhang Dong's father, Zhang Ke.
The reason for his repeated scrutiny was not because he was old and his eyesight was failing, nor was it because he was ignorant and didn't recognize the person in front of him. It was because Zhang Ke found it hard to imagine why someone from the Dong family, with whom he had always maintained a cordial relationship, would come to find him.
What did this mean?
Zhang Ke was considered a figure in the business world of Southeast City.
Also, why would the Dong family beat around the bush instead of getting straight to the point when meeting him?
This was because Dong Hua had come here under the name of the Lin family.
At this moment, countless doubts intertwined, and Zhang Ke's rapidly working mind felt an unbearable throbbing pain.
Seeing the conflicted and hesitant psychology of the person in front of him, Dong Hua couldn't help but speak.
"Senior Zhang, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
As he spoke, Dong Hua glanced at the bodyguard beside him. Through Dong Hua's gaze, the bodyguard immediately understood his master's intention.
Before long, a large red gift box was placed in front of Zhang Ke.
Zhang Ke, already bewildered, became even more confused upon seeing this.
"Mr. Dong, may I ask what this is?"
However, before Zhang Ke could finish speaking, Dong Hua's lips curved into a smile.
"Senior Zhang, you are a prominent figure in the Southeast City business circle. This junior has come to see you today. Look," Dong Hua's gaze gradually fell on the large red gift box as he spoke.
"This is a century-old ginseng that this junior specially brought for you from the north. It's a token of my sincerity, wishing you boundless fortune and longevity."
Century-old ginseng was no trivial matter; the cheapest would cost at least one or two thousand.
This token of sincerity was not small.
Moreover, although the Dong family was in Southeast City, their business was largely outward-facing.
Their scale was large, and they had always kept their distance from the businessmen of Southeast City.
Although there was no explicit statement, Zhang Ke understood that the Dong family simply did not regard him highly.
But what was happening today?
Zhang Ke had lived most of his life, and truthfully, this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre occurrence.
However, the current Dong Hua did not give him a chance to ask.
"Senior Zhang, please don't be so polite, and don't be a stranger. This is what this junior should do. For so many years, this junior has been busy with business, otherwise, I would have come here five years ago. If you don't mind, would you consider taking me as your godson?"
Dong Hua's words became increasingly outrageous to Zhang Ke.
However, hearing that the man did not seem to be here to find fault, but rather to curry favor, Zhang Ke's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally relaxed a little.
At the same time, Zhang Ke's dazed expression vanished, and he returned to his usual shrewd and capable demeanor.
"Oh, so that's how it is. That's wonderful. Mr. Dong is a distinguished guest. Someone, prepare the tea room and the honored seat!"
The secretary, who had been standing by, holding his breath since the beginning, let out a sigh of relief.
He immediately made arrangements, and soon, several servants came forward from both sides.
Before long, in an elegant tea room, only Zhang Ke and Dong Hua sat opposite each other.
Zhang Ke had not asked outside.
Now, the questions that had been pent up in his throat erupted.
"Mr. Dong, I am very happy that you have finally come to see me. However, what you just said, is it true? Especially about the godson."
This was a lowering of his status!
What was Dong Hua's game?
Although he understood that the man likely had no ill intentions towards him, the unknown always made one uneasy.
Therefore, Zhang Ke's question was ultimately aimed at clarifying Dong Hua's intentions.
Dong Hua was not old, but his mental age was considerable.
In essence, both men in the tea room were old foxes with significant cunning.
As Zhang Ke opened his mouth, Dong Hua understood his intention.
Wasn't this man trying to probe his bottom line?
Since he had come, Dong Hua had anticipated this situation and was bound to encounter it.
If that were the case, what was there to fear?
Dong Hua was not afraid to reveal his hand, but he was unsure if the man in front of him had the courage to accept it.
Dong Hua's eyebrows moved slightly, and he spoke with utmost politeness.
"In front of Senior, how could this junior dare to speak dishonestly?"
Hearing this, and noticing the determined expression on the man's face as he spoke, Zhang Ke was completely reassured.
As expected, this man was not here to cause trouble for him.