A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Seeing that Fangcheng was not an option, Wang Chuan had no choice but to go to Su Fan.

In order to contact Su Fan, he got a card.

His hand trembled slightly as he inserted the card into the phone.

It wasn't the coldness, it was the fear and resentment.

What I'm afraid of is the recording in Su Fan's possession.

What I find repulsive is that I have to humble myself and beg someone he wanted to crush just a few days ago.

I dialed the number, it rang three times, and I answered.

This time he was smarter. As soon as the call connected, he quickly said, "Su Fan, I apologize for my previous rudeness. I hope you can forgive me."

"You don't need to apologize to me. You have your stance, and I have mine."

Wang Chuan felt relieved, thinking that this was the beginning of a loosening of restrictions.

So he tentatively asked, "Then you forgive me?"

Su Fan laughed and said, "How could that be? I understand your position, but I didn't say I forgive you."

Wang Chuan was speechless. He frowned and asked, "Then what will it take for you to forgive me?"

"Forgiving you is God's business, and what I need to do is send you to meet God."

Wang Chuan's face flushed red instantly.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, but his voice still rose slightly: "Don't go too far. I've already apologized to you."

"No one is forcing you to apologize. You don't have to. Don't act like it's my great honor to apologize to you."

"What do I have to do for you to let me go?"

Su Fan provoked, "I'll let you go if you implicate the person behind you."

"That's impossible. I contacted you because I didn't want to involve the person behind me."

Su Fan shrugged: "Then I'm afraid I can't help you."

Wang Chuan asked through gritted teeth, "Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Su Fan didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Tell me, if our situations were reversed, would you let me go?"

Wang Chuan remained silent.

Indeed, if he were in a dominant position, he would never have let Su Fan go.

He would stomp down, crushing everything, leaving not even bones behind.

Su Fan waited a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't speak, he continued, "As the saying goes, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze. I know you're working for someone else, but I want you to fight like dogs. If you don't fight, you'll be out of the game."

Wang Chuan tried to make his voice sound confident: "The person behind me has a status in the industry that you can't reach. I advise you not to play with fire and get burned."

Su Fan scoffed, "What kind of bullshit status is this? You might as well tell him that since he's done it, he shouldn't hide behind others. He should wash his neck clean and wait to get stabbed."

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and forced out, "You really don't know your place. Let me tell you, that person is..."

He abruptly shut his mouth at this point.

He knew exactly how that recording came about.

Seeing that he had shut up, Su Fan laughed and said, "What's wrong? You don't dare to say anything? Don't worry, I didn't record it this time."

Wang Chuan's face flushed red and then turned pale.

He suddenly felt like a clown, having been led by the nose by this person ever since the first time he called Su Fan.

"you……"

He had barely opened his mouth when Su Fan interrupted him.

"Stop using the phrase 'I'm ungrateful' all the time. This kind of threat won't work on me. You'd better pray for yourself."

After saying that, Su Fan hung up the phone.

Wang Chuan stood there, stunned, unsure of what to do.

Just then, his phone rang.

Looking down, I saw it was Shen Yi'an calling.

He hesitated for two seconds, but answered anyway.

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold: "I need an explanation."

Wang Chuan swallowed hard: "I accidentally let it slip."

"Ha~ I think you've lost your mind. Do you know that the business I've been planning has been completely ruined because of your slip of the tongue?"

Wang Chuan knew that the plan for that bar street was completely ruined because of his careless remark.

In Su Fan's recording, he clearly stated, "We want to build a bar street in that area, and the investors are all people in the industry."

If this gets out, what will the celebrities who were brought in to invest think?

To avoid being implicated in this matter, they will immediately distance themselves from it.

What Shen Yi'an cares about most is these connections.

"Mr. Shen, I caused this trouble, and I am willing to bear the consequences."

Shen Yi'an's voice rose: "Can you afford it? What can you do with your paltry fortune?"

Wang Chuan shut up.

He knew that compared to Shen Yi'an, even if he offered everything he had, it wouldn't be presentable.

Suppressing his anger, Shen Yi'an instructed, "Before anyone knows that the person in that recording is you, quickly find that guy surnamed Su and have him delete the recording."

"I've already contacted them, but they didn't agree."

"Oh? What did he say?"

So Wang Chuan embellished his conversation with Su Fan.

He felt guilty when he said these things.

But he couldn't care less about that.

He needs to divert attention and let Shen Yi'an confront Su Fan, letting the two of them clash head-on.

This trick really worked.

Shen Yi'an was silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, then sneered: "Heh~ He really is a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. Fine, then I'll show him who's the king. Give me his phone number, I'll go and meet him myself."

After sending Su Fan's number, Wang Chuan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of weight lifted from his shoulders.

He felt relieved, or at least he thought he felt relieved.

Wang Chuan knew that Shen Yi'an's background was far beyond what Su Fan could compare to.

When Shen Yi'an called, Su Fan was sitting in a small hotel at the foot of Longhu Mountain, playing with the jade pendant.

His phone rang. He glanced at it; it was an unfamiliar number, registered in Kyoto.

He answered, "Feed? Who is this?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was neither too loud nor too soft, carrying a deliberate composure: "I want to talk to you."

"What's up?"

"Wang Chuan is my man, you should know what this is about."

"Oh, then there's nothing to talk about. We're not on the same page."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Shen Yi'an held his phone, stunned for two seconds.

He frowned and dialed the number again.

"Su Fan, I think you should let me finish what I have to say, otherwise..."

beep...beep...beep...

Su Fan didn't give him a chance to speak and hung up the phone immediately.

Shen Yi'an stared at his phone screen, his expression shifting from disbelief to anger.

He took a deep breath and dialed for the third time.

This time he didn't pretend and asked directly, "Do you know who I am?"

Su Fan's voice was still that same nonchalant tone: "You said Wang Chuan is your man, so you must be Shen Yi'an, right?"

"If you know who I am, why did you dare hang up on me?"

"Are you out of your mind? Believe me or not, I'll hang up right now, and not only will I hang up, I'll block you too."

Shen Yi'an said urgently, "Wait, let me finish speaking before you make a decision."

"Speak your mind, or shut up."