175: I'll eat later. The stun gun is fully charged; I'll eat two stun guns first.
It's reasonable and makes perfect sense!
"Oh, Old Chen, I've heard about the Chen Group's situation. It's not that I don't want to help you, but with the Heavenly Palace Group's massive capital, even as the Chamber of Commerce President, I'm powerless. I hope you don't blame me for not helping you in your time of need."
Wan Dahua's words brought Chen Jianteng some comfort.
He had considered asking the other party for help, but a phone call from Zheng Yongnian made him dismiss that idea.
"It's alright, you've already helped me a lot. Besides, even the Zheng family fell back then, so how could the Chen Group possibly withstand it? Even if we were lucky enough to hold out until now, with the current Heavenly Palace Group, the outcome probably wouldn't change."
Yes, thinking of the Heavenly Palace Group now, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
No wonder even the Zheng family couldn't get the better of them; that Wang Shaojun's financial power was truly astonishing.
For a moment, the three fell silent, and the car was plunged into an eerie quiet.
Not long after, a manor appeared ahead. Two tall, burly Bodyguards at the gate saw the familiar rolls-royce and quickly let it pass.
After the car entered, they swiftly closed the gate.
The Chen family father and son got out of the car, looking at the manor before them without any ripple in their hearts, while Wan Dahua led the two into the main building.
But as they walked, Chen Jianteng noticed something was amiss. Shouldn't they be taking them to the living room? Why were they going to the study?
"Old Wan, what's going on? Is there something you want to discuss with me?"
"Yes, Uncle Wan, I haven't eaten anything all day. Is there anything to eat?"
Chen Gongdan rubbed his stomach, looking around, completely oblivious to anything being wrong.
Because he truly thought Wan Dahua had something important he wanted to discuss with his father in the study.
The funny thing was, Wan Dahua didn't answer immediately. Instead, he went to a bookshelf, opened a switch, and the bookshelf automatically moved aside, revealing a passage to the basement.
Looking at the dim passage, Chen Jianteng unconsciously got goosebumps all over, a bad premonition forming in his heart.
At this moment, Wan Dahua finally turned to look at the father and son, a mocking expression on his face. "It's not too late to eat later. The stun batons are fully charged. Let's go down and have a couple of stun batons first."
As soon as these words were spoken, even if they were fools, they knew what the other party intended.
Chen Jianteng was the first to react, turning his head and running, not even bothering with his son.
Seeing this, Chen Gongdan was greatly alarmed. "Dad, wait for me!"
Unfortunately, once inside, how could they possibly get out? They had barely run out of the study when they retreated back, their faces filled with terror.
"Calm down, calm down. Don't let your hand shake, or an accidental discharge wouldn't be good."
Chen Gongdan looked at the dark muzzle of the gun before him, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Chen Jianteng's expression, in contrast, was much calmer, knowing that from the moment they entered the manor, they had no room for resistance.
With a grim face, he turned to look at Wan Dahua, his former classmate and business partner. He truly couldn't understand what the other party wanted to do.
"Why?"
This was the only thing he didn't understand. The Wan Dahua of the past wasn't like this. Although they weren't sworn brothers, they could trust each other.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to Australia, nor would he have come directly to the manor with the other party.
At this moment, he felt betrayed.
"Why? Actually, there's no 'why.' Yes, undeniably, our relationship was good, but that was in the past. I follow Taoism, and there's a saying that goes, 'Sacrifice a fellow Taoist, not yourself.' If you must blame someone, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have. Exchanging you for my future can be considered a repayment for my past help to you."
With that, he waved his hand, signaling for someone to take the two downstairs.
Chen Gongdan, standing by, listened to their conversation and was instantly dumbfounded.
"Dad, this is your classmate and partner? And you're the chairman of a multi-billion dollar group? Now look, we're lambs led to slaughter."
"I admit I was a poor judge of character, but you shut up! If it weren't for you, would the Chen Group have fallen? If it weren't for you, how would we have ended up here?"
"Alright, you'll have your chance to talk later. Go down."
A Bodyguard stepped forward, tied their hands, and said impatiently.
After the two were taken to the basement, they were tied to chairs separately.
Soon, a young man came before them with a notebook. "What's your bank account password?"
Chen Jianteng heard this and turned his face away. "You can forget about it."
"Won't say? Go, cut off his son's mushroom."
Upon hearing this, Chen Gongdan's face instantly turned pale with fright. Looking at the scissors in the Bodyguard's hand, which gleamed coldly under the light, he quickly shouted to Chen Jianteng: "Dad, you don't want to be without an heir, do you? Money can be earned again. They're just after money, give it to them!"
"Idiot, do you think if we give them the money, we'll be able to leave here safely?"
The young man heard this and smiled calmly. "Ah, you're wrong there. We really are here for your money. Your lives aren't worth much. Of course, it's fine if you don't tell us. We can still transfer your money with a bit of effort. I'll give you three minutes to think. If you tell us, you can leave the manor alive. If not... we'll cut off your son's mushroom first, then yours."
Finally, under mental torment, Chen Jianteng had no choice but to cooperate. Death wasn't scary; what happened before death was.
However, what they didn't expect was that the other party actually let him leave the manor.
Watching the two limp out of the manor gate, Wan Dahua was somewhat surprised. He turned to the young man beside him and asked, "He cooperated so readily? I thought he was a tough nut to crack."
Who would have thought the young man would sneer and say, "Heh heh, the bone is hard, but there's also cartilage, President. Why let them leave? Should we find someone to..."
As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture, clearly indicating he didn't quite understand why Wan Dahua would let the Chen family father and son go.
"No need. Our mission is complete. As for their lives or deaths, it's none of our business."
Although he said that, he still didn't understand why that high-ranking official in Australia had a grudge against Chen Jianteng.
Not long ago, the official called him directly and got straight to the point.
When he learned the identity of the person on the other end of the line, he was somewhat surprised. He quickly realized this might be an opportunity for him—a powerful backer delivered to his doorstep, how could he refuse?
As for Chen Jianteng, it was just as he had said before: sacrifice a fellow Taoist, not yourself.
When you're out and about, if you don't rely on yourself, are you going to rely on others?
If you do, you'll be sold out and still have to help count the money.
As for the Chen family father and son, their fate was already sealed.