The next day was the Western Valentine’s Day.
Early in the morning, Luofeng was already up.
In the chat group of four from Capital City, Chen Dali sent a message.
"Tragic news. I’ve posted a photo. Chen Rui, Tianhong’s actual controller; his mother, the second-largest shareholder; and Chen Gang were all involved in a car accident while being transferred to the detention center. All three died from their injuries."
Luofeng saw it and just replied, "Damn it!"
Was this really an accident? Luofeng didn’t believe so.
Luofeng swore he hadn’t done anything himself. Really. No joke at all. I definitely wouldn’t do something like this.
After all, Tianhong had been completely banned by the authorities by now. Why would I do such a thing?
"Just to clarify, I didn’t do anything," Luofeng messaged. "Could it have been one of those twenty-odd families?"
Chen Dali: "No, according to the evidence our comrades have, it seems it was orchestrated by the Jinling circle from behind the scenes."
Luofeng: "At a time like this? Have they lost their minds?"
Chen Dali: "According to rumors, it was likely the He Family from Jinling."
Li Bo Kai: "A buddy of mine also suspects it’s the He Family."
Luofeng: "That wild?"
Li Bo Kai: "The He Family has always been a bit wild. The key is, like the Capital City circle, they had asked Tianhong to let them withdraw their investment, but Tianhong refused. The He Family clearly saw an opportunity to exit, but Tianhong stubbornly denied them. Don’t you think the He Family is furious?"
Luofeng: With such a wild move, the authorities should handle it, right?
Lin Xiaoyun: "From what I heard, the He Family had already put all their life savings into it. Now that Tianhong is finished, they’re ruined too. They’re just smashing the pot since it’s already cracked—a case of mutual destruction."
Chen Dali: "Yeah, the He Family doesn’t fear official action anymore. After all, they’re still alive, but all their money is gone. For them, nothing matters anymore."
Chen Dali: "By the way, Brother Feng, we’ve located the photolithography machine. It’s in a commercial bank in the Batong area. We’ve already alerted them and locked down the mortgage project. As long as we transfer the 590 million within a month, they’ll deliver the photolithography machine. Brother Feng, is one month enough time?"
Luofeng: "Absolutely enough. Thanks."
Chen Dali: "We’re brothers; no need to be polite."
Luofeng: "Gotta run. It’s Valentine’s Day. Don’t you guys have anything to do?"
Chen Dali: "I had a falling out with Wang Xue last time, so I don’t have a new target for now."
Li Bo Kai: "I’m working on it on my end."
Lin Xiaoyun: "Black stockings, high heels, slim waists, long legs... an overwhelming number of women like that. If you have money, you can have any of them."
Chen Dali: "Is that all you aspire to?"
Lin Xiaoyun: "You’ve been there for nine hundred and ninety-nine of those encounters, and you’re lecturing me?"
After Luofeng ended the chat, the Capital City Great Cat in his arms also woke up.
Luofeng straightforwardly let her read the chat messages.
After reading for a few seconds, Duanmu Yunji took the initiative to kiss Luofeng. "Thank you, Master Luo."
"Hmm, Master Luo?" Luofeng hummed.
Blushing again, Duanmu Yunji repeated, "Thank you, hubby. Thank you, my dear hubby."
Luofeng’s hands? How could they not wander? With his girlfriend in the co-pilot seat, his hands couldn’t stay idle, could they? Especially when those long legs were so damn attractive.
Since they had only arrived at 9:20, the manager was likely worried those twenty minutes wouldn’t be included in the fee. After all, twenty minutes on a track like this could cost ten or twenty thousand yuan. Booking it for an hour costs around sixty thousand, doesn’t it?
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Luo," Manager Li said with a smile.
In the spectator stands outside the track, a young man looked towards the entrance of the vehicle waiting area. "Here they come, here they come! A BMW M8 Competition, and a Rolls-Royce... should be the Ghost, right?"
Soon, when he saw the BMW’s license plate, YJ520, he understood.
So it was them? No wonder they canceled our track reservation out of the blue, making us wait until afternoon?
This person was part of the Capital City circle. Another friend with him was only considered wealthy in Capital City and hadn’t entered the circle.
This person, Zhang Yong, couldn’t help asking, "Who are they? Are they even more incredible than your family, Brother Chao?"
"Heh, remember that BMW’s license plate. The owner is gorgeous, but she’s not someone you or I can touch. Her name is Duanmu Yunji, and the man with her is Luofeng," Fang Chao began to explain.
"Is it *that* Luofeng?"
"The Luofeng who recently took down Tianhong?"
At that moment, Zhang Yong was very excited. After all, stories about Luofeng were widely circulating in the Capital City circle now.
Fang Chao said, "Yep, that’s him. He’s a major figure in the Capital City circle. So, when he wants to book the place, it gets booked. The Car Park never considers the feelings of small fry like us.
"Just look at how many people are in the spectator stands. On Valentine’s Day, plenty of rich second-generation kids want to bring their girlfriends racing, but they can only watch and don’t dare say a word."
"No wonder the Car Park manager was so firm this time," Zhang Yong said. "But for this big shot to take down a behemoth like Chen Rui’s Tianhong with one move... I really don’t know how he managed it."
"Who knows? That’s probably the difference between a big shot and small fry like us," Fang Chao said.
"I see them, lots of rich second-generation kids. Even the Qiao Family members? They don’t seem to have any pull at all, do they? They can only console their angry girlfriends in the stands?" Zhang Yong teased with a smile.

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