Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1526 - 1511: Distracted and Uneasy

"But... but Ma Sj is keeping a close watch on me." Sam said helplessly.

"Ma ChunTian, right? It’s okay, that guy, others might be afraid of him, but I’m not." Wen Changlin said, "As long as you cooperate with me, I assure you, he won’t do anything to you or your family."

"Are you sure?" Sam asked.

"When I, Wen Changlin, say something, it’s full of weight." Wen Changlin said, "But if you don’t believe me, forget it, it doesn’t matter to me."

"I believe, I believe, how can I not believe." Sam said, "In that case, let’s find a chance to talk specifically about this matter. Sigh, Ma ChunTian, this guy, has such an ugly side. I brought things all the way from overseas, and he only gives me 25 points, I don’t even know what to say."

"25 points, are you kidding me? Is Ma ChunTian starving?" Wen Changlin said, "I know, for you to get goods from your side here, it costs at least three points of profit, and when you account for it, you’re only making slightly over twenty points here. Is this still private work? Normal channels must yield slightly lower profits than this."

"Yes, normally, profits via standard channels are generally a bit over ten percent, while I’m barely getting over twenty percent. It’s really a pitfall, which is why I’m thinking of you." Sam said, "As long as you can smoothly connect the relationships at each point, we import the goods, split it fifty-fifty, making approximately ten trips a year, each person would still have five to six hundred million in profit. It’s not much, but it’s not little either."

"Hmm, no problem with that. If you can’t move goods from SH, you can come through WZ, it’s actually economically developed too. Moreover, here is a much more open market compared to SH. Once I have the relations sorted out here, we can do this business." Wen Changlin said.

"Alright, then I’ll trouble Mr. Wen to sort out the relations first. Let’s set a time tomorrow to talk about the specifics, shall we?" Sam asked.

"Okay, no problem, we’ll talk tomorrow."

After finishing the conversation, Sam hung up the phone and sat on the couch, his face full of excitement.

He finally found another powerful partner willing to split fifty-fifty. This way, his profit margin for each trip could increase by more than twenty percent, effectively doubling it!

Thinking of this, Sam seemed to see the shimmering US Dollars flying around him.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Wen Changlin hung up the phone, he pressed a button on a machine next to him.

With a pop, a small memory card popped out of the machine. Wen Changlin then inserted the memory card into a card reader and connected it to the computer.

Inside the memory card was a multimedia file.

Wen Changlin clicked to open the file.

"Is it Mr. Wen?"

Surprisingly, it was Sam’s voice, and it turned out to be all the content from Sam’s recent phone call.

Wen Changlin had recorded their conversation.

After listening to the recording of the conversation, Wen Changlin copied several copies.

At this moment, a call from White Tiger came in.

"Brother Wen, is it done?"

"I’ll have someone send it to you right away." Wen Changlin said, "Where are you?"

"I’m near your company, send it over, I was planning to catch Ma ChunTian now."

"Okay."

At this time, not far from Wen Changlin’s office building, a stretched Lincoln was parked by the roadside.

A young man walked up to the Lincoln with a document bag, the window of the Lincoln rolled down, and the young man handed the document bag inside and then turned to leave.

Inside the car.

White Tiger opened the document bag, inside was a small tablet, next to it a card reader and a memory card.

White Tiger set up the card reader and memory card, inserted it into the tablet, and opened that single media file.

The conversation recording of Sam and Wen Changlin was played out like this.

"Done."

Song Yun smiled and said, "With this thing, Brother White Tiger, you can go find Ma ChunTian anytime."

"Hmm." White Tiger nodded and said, "Song Yun, make sure your Song Family coordinates well with Wen Changlin’s setup. What we need to do is catch him off guard. If we give Ma ChunTian time to prepare, we might not be able to take him down. If he relocates, it won’t mean much."

"Got it." Song Yun nodded and said, "Take me back to school first."

"Okay."

It was already past ten at night.

The stretched Lincoln dropped Song Yun and Qingluan off at the gates of Danfu University and then drove away.

"You plan to take action against Ma ChunTian." Qingluan asked.

"Yes." Song Yun nodded and said, "Ma ChunTian has been too audacious. White Tiger and Wen Changlin each have their targets, so I might as well cooperate with them, I have some issues with his son."

"Oh."

Qingluan nodded and said, "White Tiger, Wen Changlin, and you, the three of you together, Ma ChunTian should be caught off guard."

"That’s certain, what we need to do is bring Ma ChunTian down." Song Yun smiled and said, "After playing for so long, I haven’t brought down such a high-level boss yet, quite exciting."

"Song Yun, you have really become much more formidable than before." Qingluan smiled and said.

"Of course, let’s go, Qingluan, I’ll introduce you to my roommates," Song Yun said.

"Okay, but, Song Yun..."

"What?"

"Where will I stay tonight?"

"Well..."

The scene shifts to another place.

Carrying White Tiger away in the Lincoln, he didn’t call Ma ChunTian immediately, but randomly stayed at a place for half an hour before making the call.

This was to prevent giving Ma ChunTian a sense that everything was too sudden, like as if this was a planned and prepared setup.

Ma ChunTian is someone who has maneuvered his way up the system.

At this moment, Ma ChunTian was watching the news broadcast.

This year being an election year, the Red Wall is about to host the big congress, which is a year for generating new leadership. Although Ma ChunTian could access a lot of internal information, every evening’s news broadcast was a must-watch; he couldn’t miss it. Tonight, having had some matters, missed the live broadcast, so upon reaching home, he was watching the replay.

Usually, when watching the news broadcast, Ma ChunTian would have a habit of taking notes, jotting down some subtle information revealed in the broadcast. Ma ChunTian, being someone who could reach his position largely on his own, undoubtedly possessed a first-class brain, intelligence, and diligence.

However, tonight, he seemed a bit unsettled.

Why was he uneasy? Ma ChunTian himself didn’t know.

"Lele."

Suddenly, Ma ChunTian called out.

"What is it, Dad?"

Ma Lele walked out from a nearby room and asked.