Chapter 298 Kicking Down the Door

Wang Zheng and said, "Let's talk about the Illusory Spirit Diamond.""Sure, let’s discuss progress." When it came to business matters, Wang Zheng put away his playful thoughts. After all, using the Phi...Chapter 298 Kicking Down the Door

At this moment, Dong Liwen's several cars were also driving on the highway connecting Zhangjiagang and Jinling.

The Audi had been too fast; within an hour it had already caught up with these several Saabs and left them far behind.

However, when they passed by each other, Wang Zheng's lips curled slightly.

Sure enough, this trip wasn't in vain.

"Damn, what’s so great about an Audi!" The lead Saab car started accelerating. They were trained bruisers cultivated by Dong Liwen and of course they were also expert drivers; how could they be outdone by a nouveau riche's Audi

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The headquarters of the Everprosperous Group was a nineteen-story building, with its exterior entirely made up of sparkling glass curtain walls that stood out brightly in the night.

The Everprosperous Group’s canteen was on the second floor. Because Dong Qinpeng loved gourmet food, several famous chefs from Jinling had been hired here to cater exclusively for his dining hall.

Though it was called a canteen, its decoration met five-star standards and was luxuriously decorated to showcase the grandeur of the South River's top real estate group. Dong Qinpeng often held banquets for officials from the South River here. Especially now that the higher-ups were cracking down on lavish dining expenses with public funds, he could be more at ease holding these gatherings here without worrying about exposure by reporters.

Where there are policies, there are countermeasures; this was the most common situation in China’s officialdom.

In a luxurious private room of the canteen, several men were drinking and chatting merrily amidst the smoke, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

"Mr. Dong, if we had known your food here was so delicious, we would have come earlier and not waited until now."

"That's right, nowadays the higher-ups are very strict about eating out. A slight slip-up can be exposed by those ever-present reporters. We're afraid to take public transportation when going out for meals."

"But with Mr. Dong around in Nanjiang, it will make things much easier for us in the future. If we come often, I hope you won't find it too bothersome."

"How could that be If all of you can frequently visit here, I would be overjoyed." At this moment, a stout man with a round face spoke up. He had a pair of rimless glasses perched on his plump face and two chins about five centimeters thick, yet he spoke in a loud voice.

His eyes were small, almost hidden by the fat around them, but there was still a glint of shrewdness in those tiny eyes. At first glance, his bulky figure added to his imposing presence.

Naturally, this heavyset man is Dong Qinpeng, the founder of Hengsheng Real Estate Group, one of the top real estate companies within Nanjiang province.

"Hengsheng's success today is closely tied to everyone's strong support. Let me offer you another round." Holding up a glass of clear and transparent Wuliangye liquor, Dong Qinpeng downed it in one go.

The other guests followed suit by finishing their drinks.

These guests were all influential figures from important departments within Nanjiang province. They had interacted with Dong Qinpeng many times before and knew him well.

"Mr. Dong, I heard that there have been some unpleasant incidents concerning the land in Zhangjiagang Ideal City recently." A man with thick eyebrows gently set down his chopsticks.

This man was Deputy Director Guo Ai Hua of Nanjiang Province's Land and Resources Department.

Upon mentioning this, other officials also paused their eating. After all, they had some knowledge about the Ideal City incident. For those who have long been entrenched in politics, it is easy to sense something unusual behind such events.

Dong Qinpeng smiled but did not speak.

"For the Ideal City project, that plot of land was supposedly approved by Secretary Zhang himself. You actually dare to make a move on it" Guo Aihua's gaze remained fixed on Dong Qinpeng’s face.

Dong Qinpeng continued smiling without responding.

"Boss Dong, we are all friends who have helped each other these past few years. As brothers, when one gets hold of certain information, it should be shared with the others; after all, none of us are outsiders." Guo Aihua's gaze subtly swept over a few officials seated around them. These individuals were part of an interest group together with Dong Qinpeng. Over time, he had lavished them with numerous benefits. Thus, although they could not openly be too close to him, their relationships behind the scenes remained extremely cordial.

The plot for the Ideal City was personally approved by Nanjiang Province Secretary Zhang Binghao himself. For Dong Qinpeng to dare provoke matters was akin to stirring up a hornet's nest; if it infuriated Zhang Binghao, the consequences would be beyond his ability to bear.

Those seasoned politicians in the officialdom were all shrewd individuals. They could sense something from Dong Qinpeng’s audacious behavior. Could it be that there would be a shift in power within Nanjiang's political scene

The thought of such a possibility made these officials’ hearts flutter with excitement, their eyes burning with anticipation. "Taking sides" was an immense subject matter in politics; getting the right side could propel one to great heights, whereas choosing wrongly could lead to being suppressed indefinitely or even losing one's life.

If Zhang Binghao were to be transferred out of Nanjiang, then who would govern this prosperous region This was a crucial matter for these officials.

Being on the right side meant gaining power, while choosing wrongly could mean losing it all.

"That's right, Qinpeng. If you have such information, why keep it hidden We are all comrades; there’s no harm in sharing."

"Actually, everyone believes Secretary Zhang will be promoted to the central government, but who knows if other developments might occur"

"Little Brother Dong, Secretary Zhang hasn’t even left yet. Is what you’re doing not a bit disrespectful to him"

These people were quite familiar with each other and belonged to the same interest group, so they didn't hold back when talking.

Dong Qinpeng still smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, actually, I had already set my eyes on that plot of land in Ideal City long ago. I had also negotiated with the Zhangjiagang Municipal Government beforehand, but later, Juruo International suddenly jumped into the picture and forcefully snatched this plot away from me. I am an honest businessman; does Juruo think it can act like a dragon crossing the river Can local businessmen in Nanjiang just be bullied by them"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Therefore, if I suffered a loss, naturally, I won't let him profit from it," said Dong Qinpeng with an air of dominance. "I will force Juruo to give up the plot and he, Chu Zhaonan, can't do anything about it. Neither can the Shangguan family."

"But what position does this put Secretary Zhang in" asked Guo Aihua. As deputy minister of Land and Resources Bureau, no one was more qualified to speak on Ideal City's plot than him.

"Secretary Zhang’s secretary has already informed me that because he is unsatisfied with some recent actions by Juruo International, he doesn’t plan to intervene in the matter concerning Ideal City anymore," Dong Qinpeng said with a smiling face as his jowls quivered.

Dong Qinpeng's shocking revelation left these officials puzzled.

"But didn't Secretary Zhang personally approve this plot of land How could he now not care"

"Could it be that Secretary Zhang is unsatisfied with the Shangguan family"

"But this real estate project has already been built halfway!"

“Even if they’ve completed half of the construction, I can still force them out,” a vicious glint flashed in Dong Qinpeng's eyes. "What’s so special about Juruo International On Nanjiang’s soil, dragons must coil and tigers must lie down!"

“That’s really domineering!”exploded. All tunnels have collapsed and are now filled with debris!”Su Tianran heard this and hung up immediately, his hand holding the phone slowly sliding down from his cheek, expressionless.The ha...