Chapter 101 Asking For Help

As the flagship figures of the An faction, An Zecheng, Wen Xiaorou, and Zhou Tonghui were undoubtedly close.

Wen Xiaorou, of course, was Yu Mingyuan's fiancée and practically family. Zhou Tonghui was an absolute backbone of the An faction's social forces, having always worked with Yu Mingyuan, making him a core member.

So, when he heard that they wanted to ask for his help, An Zecheng asked without much hesitation, "Tell me, what is it?"

Wen Xiaorou sat on the sofa, her face slightly pale. Hearing An Zecheng's words, she exchanged a glance with Zhou Tonghui before pausing and saying, "Uncle, it's… about the Kong family."

An Zecheng remained impassive and said softly, "Continue."

"It's like this…" Wen Xiaorou forced herself to explain, "Zhenghui came to me, hoping I could speak to you on his behalf. He feels that although his brother made a mistake, it doesn't warrant a death sentence. He's hoping you can help get him out on bail first."

Hearing this request, An Zecheng fell silent.

Actually, Kong Zhenghui had left a pretty good impression on him before. He was mature, steady, and capable.

After the Tongji Association split, Kong Zhenghui handled many of the association's affairs and demonstrated excellent decision-making skills. He dared to take risks at critical moments and offered suggestions to Yu Mingyuan, making him a valuable asset.

However, during the Gu Baisun incident, Kong Zhenghui's performance disappointed An Zecheng somewhat. Because of Kong Zhengqi's arrest and some personal conflicts, he lost his judgment and even became somewhat impatient.

Moreover, the facts that had now come to light proved that the information Kong Zhenghui had found in the First and Second Districts was deliberately misleading.

An Zecheng believed that with Kong Zhenghui's intelligence and abilities, he couldn't possibly have missed the slightest clue in these matters.

So the only reasonable explanation was that his counterattack against Gu Baisun was driven by personal emotions, even revenge.

At such a critical juncture, this behavior made An Zecheng feel vaguely dissatisfied.

"Uncle…"

Seeing An Zecheng lost in thought, Wen Xiaorou couldn't help but call out softly.

An Zecheng looked up, his expression softening slightly as he looked at his niece-in-law, who seemed somewhat listless.

Seeing this, Zhou Tonghui couldn't help but say, "Uncle An, no matter what, the Kong family has worked diligently for so many years, and their merits outweigh their demerits. I understand that his brother wanted to transfer assets, which violated some regulatory rules. But he's been punished and has suffered for it, and Zhenghui accepts whatever sentence comes next. But after being detained for so long, he's just hoping to get him out on bail first. After all, his brother is in the hands of the Quan Tong Bureau (Full Control Bureau), and life isn't easy for him there…"

Although Zhou Tonghui's words were euphemistic, his eyes were full of pleading.

An Zecheng considered it. The fact that they came to him showed that they really saw him as a source of support.

And Kong Zhengqi's offense wasn't small, but then again, it hadn't caused any serious consequences.

After a long silence, An Zecheng finally nodded, "Alright, I'll call over there and have him released first."

"Thank you! Uncle An!" Zhou Tonghui was very excited and bowed to An Zecheng, "I also thank you on behalf of the Kong family!"

"I want to make something clear first." An Zecheng looked at him and instructed, "This is a one-time thing, never again. You can also tell Little Kong that people shouldn't be too scheming or too clever. Sometimes, thinking too much can lead to mistakes."

"You're right!" Zhou Tonghui nodded repeatedly, "I will definitely pass on the message!"

After they finished speaking, An Zecheng stopped dwelling on the matter and turned to look at Wen Xiaorou, saying, "Xiaorou, are you living alone now? If it's too much, why don't you go back home for a while? Let your family keep you company?"

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about me." Wen Xiaorou sat on the sofa, shaking her head gently when she heard this, "I think Mingyuan is still alive… He will definitely be alright!"

Perhaps due to lack of sleep, Wen Xiaorou's voice was a little hoarse, but it revealed a firm determination.

An Zecheng also comforted her, "Don't worry, we are also doing our best to investigate. Don't be too pessimistic. First, Mingyuan's identity is special, and his position is relatively high, so ordinary people wouldn't kill him. Second, so far, his body hasn't been found. So, don't worry too much and keep your emotions stable."

Wen Xiaorou nodded gently, "Thank you, Uncle, I understand. Now that things are settled, we should go back and not disturb you any longer."

"Alright, then I'll have someone send you back."

An Zecheng was a little worried and personally sent guards to escort Wen Xiaorou and the others back home.

…

At the same time, in the Hua District (Central District), in a military hospital in Yanbei (Northern Yan).

In a spacious, special ward, Su Tianyu was sitting on the hospital bed with a small table propped up in front of him.

An Qiqi was arranging the food on the table. Most of the food on the table was light and bland.

"Oh, you're eating?" Jiangzhou happened to push the door open and, seeing Su Tianyu's expression, couldn't help but say, "You look much better today."

As he spoke, Jiangzhou took off his coat and casually hung it on the nearby coat rack.

Su Tianyu greeted him, "Want to eat something together?"

Jiangzhou waved his hand, "You eat, I've already eaten."

Su Tianyu didn't insist. After Jiangzhou sat down, he asked, "I still don't understand. When we met the other day, what did our Old Man mean by bringing Wang Dingyuan along?"

An Qiqi sat next to him and couldn't help but roll her eyes at the familiar "our Old Man" phrase.

Jiangzhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and looked at Su Tianyu, asking in return, "With your intelligence, don't you know what your Old Man means?"

Su Tianyu was a little worried, "I understand what he means, but I don't know what role Little Yuan plays."

Jiangzhou thought for a moment and gave a simple explanation, "Dingyuan graduated from the Army University two years early and went directly overseas to handle military-related investments. Now, he has sixteen mercenary groups in various war zones overseas, with a total of about 140,000 to 150,000 employees."

Hearing Jiangzhou's nonchalant tone, Su Tianyu was stunned. The boiled shrimp he was holding with his chopsticks fell onto the table with a "啪" sound. "If our Yuan-ge (Brother Yuan) has this kind of power, I think there's no problem in letting him have my position as Deputy Commander of the People's Army…!"

Jiangzhou couldn't help but laugh, "Look at how cowardly you are, you have no ambition at all."

Su Tianyu thought for a moment and suddenly said, "That's not right! If Yuan-ge can do so well outside… doesn't that mean our Old Man started planning five or six years ago?"

Jiangzhou smiled and didn't reply.

Su Tianyu put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh, you really have to be a historical figure!"

Jiangzhou looked up at him, "It's the political wisdom of the entire Chinese nation. Be prepared for danger in times of peace!! My mother started establishing overseas Chinese labor unions more than ten years ago. The Chinese labor unions that you merged with were one of the seed units back then…!"

At this point, Su Tianyu understood everything; "So, that's why you're in charge of this matter?"

"Yes, my dad set the tone early. When I was a teenager, he told me that I couldn't hold office or participate in politics in the mainland. But I could go out and fight." Jiangzhou replied with a smile.