Chapter 3077 — The Phone Rang

Once they got back, they would carefully reinvestigate his background and then decide whether to make a move against him. Of course, if the Iron Clothes Sect did not want trouble, then losing two hundred and fifty million was simply a loss—after all, no one had died.

He was still not strong enough! Wei Zhao sighed. If he possessed absolute power, these people would definitely have found it hard to leave here today. But to avoid too much trouble, Wei Zhao could only let them go for now.

Still, it was not without gain—at least Wei Zhao had recouped another two hundred and fifty million. With that money plus the three hundred and fifty million Feng Shipian had given earlier, Fatty Lai's pharmaceutical company should have no problem keeping afloat.

But the Liu family's mortgaged businesses and Yu Xiaoke's orphanage construction still needed more than that. Wei Zhao could only hope that the Liu family's genius girl would give him a pleasant surprise and restore the now battered Liu family agency company to its former glory.

Zhen Yingjun had come quickly and left quickly, leaving not a wisp of cloud behind. As for the guests who had been driven out, seeing Zhen Yingjun leave, they all returned to the lounge—though now they looked at Wei Zhao with reverence. To be able to knock down Zhen Yingjun's bodyguards and send Zhen Yingjun fleeing in utter panic was truly a rare sight in Donghai!

This little interlude had earned Wei Zhao two hundred and fifty million. It seemed there were benefits to coming to the airport out of kindness—good deeds beget good rewards.

Zhen Yingjun was gone, and Xu Shilan's plane was about to land. The flight was on time; when Wei Zhao saw the arrivals display show "arrived," he put down the newspaper in his hands.

Soon, footsteps came from the lounge's passageway—someone was getting off the plane. A few people in the lounge also stood up, presumably there to pick up passengers from that flight.

Wei Zhao checked his phone. No one had called yet, but he figured that once the person he was there to meet got off the plane, they would call him.

However, before Wei Zhao could meet his intended party, he saw a group of acquaintances emerge from the passageway—none other than the big star Xu Shilan, her bodyguard Feng Sanhuang, and her manager Sister Wang!

The three of them made Wei Zhao pause slightly. Was Xu Shilan in Donghai for a performance?

But since he had seen them, Wei Zhao naturally could not fail to say hello. Xu Shilan was, after all, the company's image spokesperson, and she was on good terms with the eldest miss and the others.

"Xiaohan, Sanhuang, what are you doing here?" Wei Zhao was not familiar with Sister Wang, so he merely nodded to her.

"Wei Zhao?!" Xu Shilan was startled—she had not expected to run into Wei Zhao at the airport. She was wearing large sunglasses, and this was the VIP exit; those who came out here were either rich or noble, and no one was gossipy enough to guess who Xu Shilan was.

Besides, Wei Zhao had called her "Xiaohan"—who would think that Xu Shilan was Xiaohan?

"We..." Xu Shilan paused there, looking somewhat troubled at Feng Sanhuang, unsure whether this matter should be told to Wei Zhao or whether it was confidential. In her heart, Xu Shilan trusted Wei Zhao, but without Feng Sanhuang's approval, there was nothing she could do.

Feng Sanhuang was also surprised that Wei Zhao was here. The last time Xu Shilan got into trouble, it was Wei Zhao who saved her, and Feng Sanhuang still trusted Wei Zhao deeply. But there were outsiders in the lounge, so Feng Sanhuang could not speak freely and had to say, "Mr. Lin, long time no see. We do have some business here this time, but could we speak somewhere more private?"

"Talk outside? That works, but I'm here to pick someone up. I need to call the person I'm meeting and tell them to wait for me outside." As he spoke, Wei Zhao took out his phone.

"Perfect timing—someone's coming to pick us up too, so I'll make a call as well," Feng Sanhuang nodded, took out his phone, and prepared to make a call.

But Wei Zhao found that the number he dialed gave a busy signal, and it was the same on Feng Sanhuang's end—the call went through only to indicate the user was busy.

Helpless, Wei Zhao could only put down his phone first. He guessed the other party might be trying to reach him as well, so he waited for them to call back. Feng Sanhuang had the same idea; after hanging up, he waited for Ling Yi to return his call.

"The call didn't go through. Let's talk while we walk," Wei Zhao said to Feng Sanhuang.

"Fine!" Feng Sanhuang nodded, also putting away his phone, and walked with Wei Zhao toward the exit.

After leaving the VIP lounge and reaching the parking lot near the airport, Feng Sanhuang, Xu Shilan, and Sister Wang got into Wei Zhao's car first. Once they were in, Feng Sanhuang said, "Mr. Lin, our trip this time is actually a confidential operation—even many people in the company don't know. Because Miss Xu may be in trouble again!"

"Oh? In trouble again? The same group as last time?" Wei Zhao asked, startled.

"This... more or less, but even more formidable!" Feng Sanhuang did not elaborate. After all, these people had all been brought in by Feng Tianhu—though last time it was the Feng family and this time it was the Dongfang family, the people sent were one and the same.

"I see... then it really is somewhat dangerous. So what are your plans this time?" Wei Zhao asked.

"This time... to be honest with you, Mr. Lin, I have a friend here. I've come to ask for his help to protect Miss Xu's safety," Feng Sanhuang said. This was also the excuse he had given Xu Shilan.

"That works. I have some other matters on my plate these days, but if nothing comes up, helping you out is no trouble," Wei Zhao nodded and said.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your kindness, but this time the enemy is an expert of the early Heaven rank. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle them—and neither can I..." Feng Sanhuang naturally did not know that Wei Zhao was now a Heaven-rank expert himself; his impression was still stuck on Wei Zhao's level of strength from the last time they met.

"Heh... early Heaven rank?" Hearing the enemy's strength as described by Feng Sanhuang, Wei Zhao merely smiled faintly. Early Heaven rank—Wei Zhao no longer took such a thing seriously!

"By the way, Mr. Lin, we'll talk more later—I need to call my friend first!" Feng Sanhuang suddenly remembered that Ling Yi had not called him back, so he quickly took out his phone, ready to call again.

"All right." Wei Zhao nodded. He also wanted to call his employer and ask whether they had arrived, but since the car was rather quiet and it would not do for two people to be on the phone at once, Wei Zhao decided to wait until Feng Sanhuang finished his call before making his own.

This time, Feng Sanhuang got through—but at the same moment, Wei Zhao's phone rang as well!

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