Chapter 690: Chapter 679: Mutual Exploitation (4)

The once incessantly talkative and exhilarated Liu Yunpeng now seemed like a deflated balloon, his shoulders drooping completely devoid of energy. It could be said that finding Li Huiru was his only thought of how to deal with Huang Yong. But the result was brutal; He Lei’s words shattered his dream of revenge.

The room immediately plunged into a deadlock, leaving only He Lei crunching leisurely without any other sound.

Time flowed slowly like water. Liu Shi’s cooking truly made He Lei salivate. His status within the group was high, but still, it was rare for him to taste the culinary skills of Cheng Family’s personal chef.

He seemed to be eating mouthful after mouthful, wholeheartedly focusing on food and completely ignoring the dazed Liu Yunpeng.

Liu Yunpeng was extremely annoyed, he racked his brains, and after much trouble, ended up with such a result. How could he be satisfied? Angrily, he began drinking by himself.

"Burp!" He Lei let out an earth-shattering belch. In no time, he had devoured half a plate of stir-fried beef with spring onions, which showed just how tempting the flavor must have been!

He Lei raised his eyes to glance at Liu Yunpeng, seeing his dejected look, he silently pitied Liu Fugui. Such an impressive father, yet with such a useless son, what a tragedy! With this hopeless state, he still wanted to fight Huang Yong? Better go home, wash up, and sleep!

However, considering the other party still had some value, He Lei reluctantly spoke up after downing a cup of wine: "I say Yunpeng, why are you so downcast?"

Liu Yunpeng paused mid-drink and replied weakly, "Brother Lei, do I even need to say it? I thought I could use my girlfriend’s disappearance against Huang Yong to vent my anger, but now... sigh!"

"Damn, that’s why you’re an idiot. Got no flexibility, huh? All I said was it’s hard to go out and find her, didn’t say there were no other ways!"

Liu Yunpeng suddenly found this shoehorn-faced guy quite endearing. He put down the glass in his right hand, pressing on the wooden chair, leaned urgently forward, and asked, "What, does Brother Lei have a clever idea?"

"Of course, now all cars from the factory are equipped with hand-held radios. Just get in touch with them, and you can find out the situation."

"Ah!" The flame of hope that had just ignited was extinguished within two seconds: "Brother Lei, that trick won’t work. I’m telling you, right now the factory’s hand-held radios are scarce. Not every car has them, my dad said it himself. And after that, I tried using the radio to contact them, but they didn’t respond at all!"

He Lei rolled his eyes and cursed: "You’re as dumb as a pig! You even said yourself that Liu always covers for Huang Yong, so you believe what he says!"

"Brother Lei, what do you mean?"

"Nonsense, isn’t it obvious? Just need to ask to find out if it’s true!"

"But those people are all under Huang Yong, even if we ask, they might not tell the truth!"

"Ha ha!" He Lei grinned with a cold smile: "Don’t forget, your Brother Lei has been in this group for many years. Let me tell you, there’s a special secret frequency internally. I just need to use this frequency to find out the real situation."

"Really?" Liu Yunpeng, having always been a spoiled rich kid, had no understanding of the group’s internal affairs, so he couldn’t ascertain whether He Lei was truthful.

"Damn it, don’t believe what I say, huh!" He Lei seemed very irritated, caring little about whose son you are, as long as you cross him, he’d sure as hell make you uncomfortable: "If you don’t believe it, I’ve got nothing more to say. Pack your stuff and get out, I’ve got no time for your nonsense, wasting my time."

Liu Yunpeng was naturally vexed by He Lei’s insults. In recent days alone, he had been slapped by Yang Xue, scolded by Liu Fugui, and toyed with by Huang Yong, leaving him with a bellyful of grievances. He felt as though the whole world was out to teach him a lesson, and though he wanted to unleash his frustration, looking at the opponent in front of him, just He Lei’s big and burly frame was enough to keep Liu Yunpeng silently in check.

Unable to resist, Liu Yunpeng could only apologize and explain. Whatever the case, if He Lei indeed had a way to find out the truth behind Li Huiru’s disappearance, then this was well-worth the scolding: "Oh! Brother Lei, you’re taking it wrong. I wasn’t doubting your words! I just don’t know much about the group’s inner workings, just said it offhandedly, please don’t take it to heart. If what I said made you unhappy, then I..."

Liu Yunpeng looked around, trying to figure out a way to calm He Lei down, eventually setting his sights on the nearly empty bottle of Maotai: "Hey, Brother Lei, I’ll drink three cups as an apology."

Liu Yunpeng downed three glasses decisively: "Alright, Brother Lei, now can you tell me your plan in detail?"

He Lei nodded symbolically. If it weren’t for his intention to exploit the kid, his explosive temper would have kicked the guy out the door long ago: "Alright, seeing you like a kid, I won’t hold it against you."

He Lei waved his large hand, brushing off the unpleasant incident from earlier: "Kid, listen up. Our group has a high-level frequency. Generally, when there are special tasks, personnel is instructed to use this frequency to receive and report orders. Only a few can use it, to my knowledge, it’s me, Huang Yong, and Liu the boss. So, I can use this to fake a command and find out about your girl’s situation! But, I’ll say something first, I’m doing this at the risk of being punished by house rules. If things are uncovered and Mr. Cheng finds out, and demands accountability, then you’ll have to..."

"Brother Lei, don’t worry. You carry on with courage, if something goes wrong, I’ll vouch for you. Besides, I’m confident I can catch Huang Yong this time. Once we have him, even if my dad pursues, we can pin it on Huang Yong, saying we suspected he was lying, and had no choice but to do this to find out the truth."

He Lei, watching Liu Yunpeng thumping his chest and making solemn promises like a guarantor, chuckled inwardly—Liu Fugui, oh Liu Fugui, I’d love to let you hear what your precious son is saying behind your back, ha ha!

After gulping down another glass of wine, Liu Yunpeng saw that He Lei remained as calm as ever, leisurely eating the dwindling dishes on his plate, with no intention of getting up to take action, which made him anxious: "Brother Lei! Brother Lei!"

"Huh? What?"

"Let’s hurry up with what we talked about just now!" Liu Yunpeng gestured as if making a phone call, signaling to the other party not to waste time and quickly use the hand-held radio to get in touch, lest delays cause changes. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)