Drinking?
Zhao Weinan hesitated.
If having a drink could get these people to back off, it might be better than troubling her grandfather.
After all, the favor from her grandfather was too great a burden to bear; once she returned home, she might not have the chance to come back.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but glance at Lin Beichen, only to see a peculiar smile on his face as he looked up at the sky.
Does this guy even realize the cost I’m paying?
Zhao Weinan felt a surge of anger.
Before she could speak, Lin Beichen said:
"Do you think a drink can make everything go away? Is that even possible?"
Zhao Weinan’s expression changed abruptly.
What on earth is this guy talking about?
Brother Wang and the others were stunned, seemingly not expecting Lin Beichen to say such a thing.
"Kid, if you won’t drink, what do you want? You don’t mean to bed her, do you?"
Brother Wang laughed sinisterly.
Lin Beichen looked at him playfully and said calmly:
"First, kneel and kowtow to me three times, then give me 10 million as I demand, and finally, each of you drink a bottle of Water of Life Whiskey in one swig. Do that, and I’ll let you go."
Water of Life Whiskey, a super-strong spirit with 94% alcohol content.
The reason it can’t reach 95% is that 94% is the limit after multiple distillations.
There’s no way to increase the alcohol level further for a beverage.
This kind of alcohol is usually used as an additive in other drinks; no one would drink it straight.
Even taking one sip could be hazardous, and now Lin Beichen wanted them to drink a whole bottle?
Everyone’s eyes widened; Brother Wang’s face turned ashen, looking ferociously twisted.
Fire Wolf suddenly pulled out a gun, aiming at Lin Beichen’s forehead, and said coldly:
"You brat, you’ve been toying with me; it seems you really don’t take me seriously! You think you’re not afraid of death?"
Click, click.
The sound of guns cocking filled the night air, as everyone raised their weapons, glaring at Lin Beichen.
Zhao Baiying was so scared that she almost collapsed.
Zhao Weinan suppressed her anger, wishing she could curse Lin Beichen to death.
If you don’t have the ability, why can’t you shut up instead of showing off here?
She was about to diffuse the situation, but Lin Beichen had managed to irritate them again.
Does this guy hold a grudge against me?
At this moment, Zhao Weinan no longer cared about the consequences of involving her grandfather; she pulled out her phone and said coldly:
"Fire Wolf, my grandfather is Zhao Yixin. Please show some respect for my grandfather."
The wild wind suddenly turned a bit chilly.
Everyone’s expressions changed, and Fire Wolf suddenly felt a chill that gave him goosebumps.
"Are you talking about Zhao Yixin, the one-armed old man from the Imperial Capital?"
Fire Wolf inquired.
Zhao Weinan nodded.
Fire Wolf cursed inwardly.
Zhao Yixin, an international businessman who rose to fame twenty years ago.
When Zhao Yixin made his mark, he was still playing in the dirt.
If Zhao Yixin were really involved, it wouldn’t be easy to continue causing trouble.
But whether Zhao Yixin was truly involved or if Zhao Weinan actually knew Zhao Yixin, he needed to confirm.
"If you claim that Zhao Yixin is your grandfather, then have him come here! If he shows up, I won’t say another word, and I’ll leave immediately!"
Zhao Weinan’s face stiffened.
Asking Zhao Yixin to intervene was already crossing a line.
Just asking him to show up would cost her the price of returning home.
Returning home meant having her freedom restricted.
If she had Zhao Yixin come in person, what demands would he make?
The next matchmaking session probably wouldn’t just stop at meeting but would go straight to signing a marriage contract...
As a member of the Zhao Family, Zhao Weinan knew Zhao Yixin’s nature too well.
Her grandfather never did anything without expecting an equal return.
In his eyes, she was probably just a pawn for political marriage.
"My grandfather will come, don’t worry."
Zhao Weinan said resolutely.
Who was Fire Wolf?
Roaming the underworld for years, always walking the line between life and death, he was very sensitive to people’s expressions.
Fire Wolf could see Zhao Weinan’s unease at a glance, and he sneered:
"I’d love to meet the old fellow."
Fire Wolf returned to his car, while everyone else stood frozen in place.
Without Fire Wolf’s command, they couldn’t release Zhao Weinan and the others.
Even though Fire Wolf was sure Zhao Weinan was lying, he couldn’t be sure.
As time ticked away.
Lin Beichen leaned against the stone pillar at the factory entrance, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He had thought Zhao Weinan looked familiar earlier, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen her.
When Zhao Weinan mentioned Zhao Yixin’s name, Lin Beichen suddenly recalled.
When he went to Japan, he had been asked to keep an eye on a Chinese business group.
Since the country prioritized economic development, many domestic businessmen had banded together to venture abroad.
Relying on the domestic market and subsidies, they achieved significant success overseas.
But during this process, some inevitably betrayed the country.
Perhaps due to corruption by capital, or dissatisfaction with their own interests.
Although Zhao Yixin’s family hadn’t committed any fundamental wrongdoing, they had been secretly transferring funds for years, specifically to Japan.
The higher-ups wanted Lin Beichen to give Zhao Yixin a heads-up before setting things ablaze.