The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

"Found it!" A glint flashed in Li Ying's eyes, and his fingers flew as he typed in a series of commands.

The next moment, the network system of the Imperial City Police Department crashed, all computer screens turned into static, the communication system was also interrupted, and the entire police station fell into chaos.

"What's going on?!" Zhao Wu roared angrily, but he was helpless and could only watch as his plans were disrupted.

Meanwhile, in the editor-in-chief's office of a newspaper in Beijing, Chen Xiong was speaking to the editor on the other end of the phone: "Get me a clear picture of the whole story. I want the most truthful report. I want everyone to know who's behind this!"

At Chen Xiong's command, countless reporters swarmed out like sharks smelling blood, and a media storm targeting Hou Liangping and the Zhong family was rapidly brewing...

As night deepened, the once peaceful capital city was thrown into turmoil by Huang Feipeng's phone call...

Meanwhile, the major powers in the capital also received the news, and undercurrents began to stir.

In the Zhao family mansion, Zhao Wu paced anxiously back and forth in his study. He had just received news that Hou Liangping had led a raid on Chang Long's territory and had even used heavy firepower.

"This Hou Liangping is insane! Is he trying to completely break ties with Brother Peng?" Zhao Wu said through gritted teeth, knowing that the Zhong family was definitely behind this.

"Dad, what do we do now? Should we..." Zhao Wu looked at Old Master Zhao, who was sitting in the armchair with his eyes closed, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"What's the panic!" Old Master Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp. "This matter is not so simple. Let's see how things go first."

“But…” Zhao Wu wanted to say something, but was stopped by a sharp look from Old Master Zhao.

"I said, let's wait and see!" Old Master Zhao's tone left no room for argument.

Zhao Wu reluctantly shut his mouth. He knew his father had his own plans, but he was still filled with worry.

On the Ji family's side, Ji Yueming was discussing countermeasures with the family elders.

“Patriarch, do we really want to stay out of this? Huang Feipeng and Hou Liangping are both formidable figures. If we don’t take sides now, we might offend both sides in the future!” an elder said worriedly.

Ji Yueming pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "The situation is still unclear, and we cannot act rashly. Huang Feipeng's background is unfathomable, and Hou Liangping has the Zhong family backing him. If we intervene rashly now, we will only become cannon fodder."

"Are we just going to stand by and watch them fight to the death?" another elder said somewhat unwillingly.

"Of course not." Ji Yueming's lips curled into a cold smile. "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. We just need to wait patiently until they are both exhausted, and that will be the best time for our Ji family to make a move."

The old fox of the Ji family was calculating his schemes with great speed, while on the other side, the Huang family mansion remained completely silent.

As night fell, the Huang family villa was bathed in soft light, a stark contrast to the undercurrents outside.

In the spacious and bright study, Huang Dinghai sat upright at his mahogany desk, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface, producing a steady and powerful rhythm, as if responding to the night rain outside the window.

"Dad, aren't you worried at all? That mad dog Hou Liangping is practically taking advantage of us!" Huang Li, dressed in a silk nightgown, was a far cry from her usual decisive and strong-willed self. Instead, she paced back and forth anxiously in front of her older brother like a Persian cat with its fur standing on end.

"What's the panic?" Huang Dinghai didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone as calm as if he were talking about the weather. "I've already spoken to Chang Long, he knows what to do."

"But...but Hou Liangping has the Zhong family backing him up. Are we just going to sit here and wait to die?" Huang Li was so anxious that she stomped her feet, wishing she could rush out right now and tear Hou Liangping to pieces and feed him to the dogs.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Huang Dinghai finally raised his head, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his deep eyes. "I want to see who's playing with fire this time!"

He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Hello, it's me... We can begin..."

These few words, though brief, conveyed a sense of impending doom.

Seeing this, Huang Li felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that her older brother was about to get serious.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Dad, what exactly is your plan?"

Huang Dinghai didn't answer, but just smiled meaningfully, "You'll find out soon enough..."

The study door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhong Zhengguo's secretary rushed in in a panic. "Mr. Zhong, something terrible has happened! A lot of reporters have come and surrounded the villa!"

Zhong Zhengguo frowned and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. "What's the panic! They're just a bunch of reporters, they can't possibly eat us alive, can they?"

“But they…” the secretary hesitated, “they said, they said…”

"What did you say?" Zhong Xiaoai felt a bad premonition when she saw her secretary stammering.

"They said they want you, Elder Zhong, and Director Hou to go out and explain clearly about the embezzlement, bribery, abuse of power, and persecution of loyal officials!" The secretary finished speaking in one breath, his forehead already covered in cold sweat.

"what!"

"fart!"

Zhong Zhengguo and Hou Liangping slammed their fists on the table and stood up, their anger blazing.

"These bastards! Who's behind this?" Hou Liangping was furious. He knew that it was all Huang Feipeng's conspiracy. He deliberately leaked the news and used the media to retaliate against the Zhong family.

Zhong Zhengguo's face was ashen, and he remained silent. Although he was furious, he understood that this was not the time to act rashly. Since the other side dared to do this, it meant they had made thorough preparations, and going out now would only make things worse.

"Dad, what do we do now?" Zhong Xiaoai asked anxiously. Although she was strong-willed, she was also somewhat flustered in the face of this sudden change.

Zhong Zhengguo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "Xiao Ai, go contact the Zhao family right now and ask them to help suppress this matter. Liangping, you come with me to meet these reporters. I want to see who gave them such audacity to come to my Zhong family and cause trouble!"

After saying that, Zhong Zhengguo led Hou Liangping out of the study and to the villa entrance.

As soon as they stepped outside, countless flashes went off, so bright that Zhong Zhengguo and Hou Liangping could barely open their eyes. Reporters from dozens of media outlets surrounded them, their microphones practically poking their faces.

"Mr. Zhong, what would you like to say about the allegations of embezzlement and bribery exposed by the media?"

"Director Hou, have you abused your power to retaliate against Mr. Huang Feipeng?"

"Has the Zhong family engaged in any improper transfer of benefits with multiple companies? And for which company were they doing this?"

"Director Hou, is it really true, as the rumors say, that you are retaliating against those who have made contributions?"