kvmb Chapter 52 Who exactly is he?
Chapter 52 Who exactly is he?
Duanmu Xi was originally supposed to come to China for the funeral and then cause a scene at the old man's farewell ceremony.
No one expected that as soon as he received the news from Butler Zhao, he would immediately sneak into the city.
Before firing Tina, Lu He met with her privately, confiscated the card that could steal phone information, and gave Tina a sum of money as agreed, sending her abroad to hide.
Xiaomi and Wencan were not so lucky; they were directly imprisoned on charges of industrial espionage.
Of course, Assistant Lin took all the blame on his own and distanced himself from Duanmu Cong.
Although the public does not believe that this matter is unrelated to Duanmu Cong, there are still many people who are cursing and boycotting Duanmu Cong.
However, the evidence was conclusive, the case was closed, and the mastermind behind the entire incident of malicious business competition that violated regulations was Assistant Lin.
Although Duanmu Cong did not escape unscathed, the losses were not as great as Lu He had anticipated, which was a real pity.
News came from Xiao Yang that the board of directors of Duanmu Group is preparing to convene a meeting to re-elect the president.
Duanmu Cong and his wife are currently busy with the funeral arrangements for the old man, and they must complete the procedures for inheriting his estate.
There was also an agreement for the old lady to transfer all her shares to her son, which required Duanmu Cong to hold 52% of the shares and become the largest shareholder of the Duanmu Group.
When Lu He learned of this news, she was very anxious and determined not to let him succeed.
She scrolled through her phone, her finger lingering on Xia Lan's name. What to do? Only Xia Lan could hold off Duanmu Cong now.
Her fingers trembled slightly. Should she take advantage of this girl?
To be honest, in this kind of environment, there is simply no time to talk about feelings; it's a luxury. For Lu He, the mission has entered its final countdown, and she has to survive.
As if she had made up her mind, she still made a phone call and summoned Xia Lan over.
"What's wrong, Ahe?" Xia Lan carefully closed the office door, noticing that Lu He's expression was somewhat unnatural. "Have you encountered any difficulties?"
"Yes, it is a bit troublesome." Lu He said, handing Xia Lan a glass of juice: "I have a favor to ask of you."
Xia Lan sat down on the sofa naturally, took a sip of juice, and blinked: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you. Just tell me slowly."
Lu He then fell silent, not saying a word, and just watched Xia Lan drink her juice.
Just as Xia Lan was wondering what was wrong and was about to ask, she suddenly felt dizzy. What was happening?
Before she could even think, everything suddenly went black, and she lost consciousness completely, her body sliding down the sofa.
Lu He quickly stepped forward and caught the limp Xia Lan, gently laying her down on the sofa and covering her with a blanket. Then he took her phone from her person.
Lu He's eyes held a complex mix of emotions—shame and deep affection. She picked up her phone and retrieved the pre-prepared recording.
The phone dialed Duanmu Cong's number.
Seconds.
"Lanlan?" Duanmu Cong's voice sounded much more weathered, but you could still feel the joy of a young boy.
Lu He pursed her lips, turned on the recorder, and a deep, terrifying male voice came through, seemingly using a voice changer: "Xia Lan is in my hands."
"You! Who are you! What do you want?!" Duanmu Cong's tone immediately became urgent: "I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless!"
"Want to save her? Heh..."
“Don’t hurt her,” Duanmu Cong gritted his teeth, forced to yield: “What do you need me to do?”
"You come to the place I'm telling you alone. Don't bring anyone with you, and don't call the police, or I'll kill her!"
The man's tone sounded as cold as a habitual killer.
"Okay! I'll agree to anything you say! Just don't hurt her!" No matter how calm Duanmu Cong was, he would immediately lose his composure whenever he encountered something related to Xia Lan.
"Okay, I'll send you the address. Remember! Do as I say! Ah Cong, I won't hurt you, after all, we're brothers."
After saying that, the call ended.
Duanmu Cong listened to the busy tone of his phone… his… brother? …Could it be…?
The message arrived instantly with the time and address. Duanmu Cong frowned deeply as he looked at the text message. He had no choice; he couldn't let anything happen to Xia Lan.
After sending the message, Lu He turned off Xia Lan's phone to prevent the other party from tracking her location. Then she called Xiao Yang to inform him that everything went smoothly.
Then she locked the office door from the inside. Anyway, the office was Wen Shiyu's private lounge, which had a toilet, shower room, and bedroom, and no one else could come in.
She picked Xia Lan up from the sofa and carried her to the bedroom bed in the private rest area, covering her with a blanket. The drugged juice would allow Xia Lan to sleep soundly for ten hours, which was plenty of time.
She had already made arrangements. As long as Duanmu Cong went there, they could tie him up and lock him up. If they could just delay for three days, the board of directors could remove him from office.
Just as she was feeling smug about her plan, her phone suddenly rang. It was an unknown number and couldn't be displayed.
Lu He sensed something unusual and narrowed her eyes dangerously, hesitating whether to accept the call.
The phone, however, showed no sign of giving up and kept ringing.
Finally, Lu He answered the phone: "Hello?"
"Mr. Wen~" came the voice of a spoiled young man from the phone.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Lu He immediately became alert when she heard the unfamiliar voice.
"What? You just used my name to arrange a meeting with Duanmu Cong, and now you're pretending you don't know me?" The man's words were laced with frivolity.
Lu He immediately realized, "You are Duanmu Xi?" Her heart pounded. How did he know so quickly? It was as if he was monitoring her every move.
"That's right, it's me, but I didn't expect Miss Wen to be so bold as to do something like kidnapping people."
Duanmu Xi's tone of praise and appreciation almost made it seem like he was genuinely complimenting someone.
"Hmph, you flatter me. Isn't this exactly what you wanted to do? You don't need to be modest."
Lu He adopted a negotiating stance, showing no sign of backing down: "I can explain my plan to you, and you will know that we share the same goal."
"You want me to appear on the board of directors and take over the Duanmu Group, right? And then have me sign your Wen Group's low-price acquisition contract, am I right?"
Duanmu Xi smiled coldly: "What a clever plan, but I like it. I don't mind destroying the Duanmu Group, but I can't do something that's thankless."
"Don't worry about the price!" Lu He's guess was right; Duanmu Xi really did hate the Duanmu family.
Although she agreed very quickly, she couldn't help but be wary. This Duanmu Xi was too strange. How could he seem to know everything? Was this person supposed to be so intelligent?
"Haha, okay, I'm at Xingrui Coffee next to your Wen's Building, wanna come over for a drink?" Duanmu Xi extended an invitation.
"There are too many people around outside, so why don't I send my assistant to pick you up and we can talk inside the company?"
"Hahaha, great! He's a straightforward person!"