Chapter 489: Going Too Far
"So can anyone explain to me what the hell is going on?"
Wang Daoran’s angry voice echoed in the meeting room, and everyone shrank back, not daring to look at his expression.
Suddenly, someone stood up from their chair. He was Wang Daoran’s secretary, who usually handled more matters than the general manager, so he was qualified to sit beside Wang Daoran.
The secretary said softly, "Chairman, it might be because Lin Tian is dead, which enraged Bai Shishi."
"How did Lin Tian die?" Wang Daoran frowned. He thought he knew Lin Tian well, thinking he was just a pretty boy kept by Bai Tianlong’s daughter. The annoying thing was he was quite capable, causing a lot of trouble for the people of Sakula Country and Du Dahai.
If Lin Tian was around, the plans could be hard to execute.
To deal with Lin Tian, Wang Daoran specifically moved Wang Sicong from the Western medicine department to the traditional medicine department and put him in the same dormitory as Lin Tian to make it easier.
Although Wang Daoran knew Wang Sicong didn’t excel in anything but playing around, he trusted him to use some underhanded methods on Lin Tian. So, he let him carry out the plan, as being dorm mates provided numerous opportunities.
But Wang Daoran didn’t expect Wang Sicong to fail. He had done this kind of thing no less than a hundred times before. How could he fail now?
Wang Daoran regretted not having bribed someone from Lin Tian’s dorm instead of letting Wang Sicong handle it personally.
"Today, Shao Ran made his move on that kid. First, he placed a bug on his companion, but Lin Tian discovered it. The second attempt was a train murder, which also failed. Fortunately, Shao Ran planted a bomb under Lin Tian’s bed, and that finally killed him."
The secretary spoke in his usual calm tone. While others lowered their voices in front of an angry figure, he always maintained an even tone before Wang Daoran.
This was a minor detail he had upheld for over twenty years, believing that if he couldn’t manage this small thing, he wasn’t qualified to remain by Wang Daoran’s side.
"What did you say?" Wang Daoran’s heart raced, and he slowed down his tone to ask, "Is Lin Tian dead?"
The secretary nodded lightly.
"Who the hell authorized this action?" Wang Daoran jumped up from his chair, roaring, "Are you all pigs? Killing Lin Tian now, what about Sicong’s safety?"
The secretary quickly said, "I wasn’t aware of the details of this action; otherwise, I would have reported it to you. I only just got the news and hadn’t had time to inform you yet."
Wang Daoran glanced at the secretary’s face, "Did Shao Ran do it?"
The secretary nodded noncommittally.
"Is he out of his mind?"
Wang Daoran slammed his palm on the table, causing the cups on it to jump, and everyone present trembled.
The secretary seemed already prepared with the answer, replying without hesitation, "It might be related to Du Dahai; he once saved Shao Ran."
The secretary’s words made it clear: Du Dahai, seeking revenge, had Shao Ran help kill Lin Tian.
Wang Daoran took a deep breath to calm himself and said, "Detain Du Dahai and Shao Ran. Bring them in for negotiations in a couple of days."
"Yes!" No matter Wang Daoran’s command, the secretary would always respond this way; following his orders was his duty.
"Is Lin Tian dead?" Wang Daoran asked.
"According to Shao Ran: yes. Later, Bai Shishi and others went to Lin Tian’s villa, possibly to collect his body."
"Dead? Very well. If Bai Shishi vents her anger on Sicong, then don’t let Du Dahai and Shao Ran show up before me."
Wang Daoran didn’t explicitly say it, but everyone knew those two were unlikely to survive.
Wang Daoran rested his head on the backrest, looking weary, "Have you found Sicong?"
"Not yet. The last known location was the Pinglongxing Hotel, and after that, there are no clues. The surrounding surveillance was hacked." The secretary maintained a steady tone.
All information about Wang Sicong from childhood had to be reported to Wang Daoran. Even if Wang Sicong spent the night with several girls, it required detailed reporting.
"Keep searching, and issue an announcement! A ten million reward for helpful information!"
"Yes!"
Leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, Wang Daoran sat among thirty-seven others without any sound, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone glanced at Wang Daoran with the corner of their eyes, seeing his weary look, unaware of the intense fear in his heart.
Wang Daoran didn’t fear stock declines or the family’s reputation. Money and fame were just external things to him. Without exaggerating, money to him was a meaningless string of numbers.
His true fear was for Wang Sicong’s safety. It wasn’t because Wang Sicong was his son, but because of those people behind him. If anything happened to Wang Sicong, then he probably would also...
Pulling back from his thoughts, Wang Daoran opened his eyes, his tiger-like gaze scanning the room, "What should we do next? Anyone have a suggestion?"
No one spoke; a wrong word could lead to unimaginable consequences.
Wang Daoran turned his gaze towards the middle-aged man in the black suit who was still standing because Wang Daoran hadn’t let him sit, using his hand to steady himself on the table.
"You speak," Wang Daoran said calmly.
"Yes..." The man’s body trembled, and after gathering his words, he said, "I think we should first contact Bai Shishi to see what she intends."
Wang Daoran shifted his gaze to the secretary, "Do as he said."
The secretary nodded slightly, then dialed Bai Shishi’s number, putting it on speaker on the table.
"Hello, who is this?" Bai Shishi’s voice came through.
"Hello, I am the secretary of Wang Daoran, chairman of the Wang Group."
"Oh, a secretary? Have Wang Daoran call me himself."
With those words, the phone call ended with the sound of ’beep beep beep,’ mercilessly cut off.
Stunned for a moment, the secretary hadn’t expected such a tough attitude.
Wang Daoran’s face twitched with rage, his fist clenched tight, veins bulging, seemingly on the verge of eruption.
"Call her back!" Wang Daoran almost growled through gritted teeth.
Not daring to hesitate, the secretary complied.
The phone rang unanswered for a long time; it wasn’t until the ninth ring, as Wang Daoran was growing impatient, that the call connected.
Before Wang Daoran could speak, Bai Shishi’s voice came through again, "Secretary, have your master call me himself. Bye-bye~"
With a playful tone at the end, the call was hung up again, leaving Wang Daoran no chance to speak.
Finally, Wang Daoran could no longer hold back, slamming his palm on the table and yelling at the disconnected phone, "Bai! You’ve gone too far!"