Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 733 - 0735: Cao Gang [Lower]

Zhang Peng’s father, clearly unwilling to explain these matters to his secretary, only required someone to execute the tasks, uninterested in discussing the reasons.

The secretary also realized that he was unwilling to provide explanations and thus, turned and left the room.

After the secretary had left, Zhang Peng’s father’s expression grew even uglier. It was a true case of lifting a rock only to drop it on one’s own feet. He had been expecting Chu Feng to come to him seeking mercy, but now he not only had to release the ship but also pay compensation.

The recent phone call had been from his own boss’s secretary. Zhang Zhongshan’s detaining of the ship had alarmed the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the USA government had directly pressured the Huaxia Government.

Of course, the reason was because the ship belonged to Robert. And Robert’s status in the USA was indeed extraordinary. Not only was he a state senator but also a Congressman, controlling several mayors and governors.

With his ship detained in Huaxia, Robert was not about to let the matter go easily. He used the power at his disposal to continuously pressure the Huaxia Government.

The Huaxia Government, naturally, would not let a single ship disrupt the amity between two nations. Therefore, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs immediately phoned the Cao Gang in East River, ordering them to release the person immediately.

Direct pressure from the Government, and even direct inquiries from senior officials. Even if the Cao Gang was powerful, it could not withstand this.

This was the cause of the scene that had just unfolded.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhongshan, in a rage, swept everything onto the floor.

Having been outmaneuvered by a junior, one could imagine the fury in Zhang Zhongshan’s heart.

...

In a courtyard by the sea in East River, an old man facing the sea jerked his fishing line, and a small Silver Fish about a foot long leaped out of the water.

The Silver Fish was very restless, thrashing about in mid-air.

"Swoosh!"

The Silver Fish suddenly broke free from the hook and plunged back into the sea, disappearing in an instant.

Watching the Silver Fish that had returned to the sea, the old man said solemnly, "Once the Silver Dragon enters the sea, it will be out of reach forever, destined to transform into a dragon. The sky is its only limit."

The old man’s words seemed to be about the fish, but clearly had another implication.

Gathering up his fishing rod, the old man, hunching, left the seashore and returned to his small courtyard.

"Grandpa, why didn’t we catch a single fish today?" a little girl with braided pigtails took the small bucket from the old man’s hand, clearly disappointed. freewebnσvel.cѳm

The old man, patting the little girl’s head, said, "Today’s fish have flown away, Grandpa will make crabs for you instead."

The little girl pouted and said, "I don’t want to eat crabs, I want to eat little fish."

The old man said, "Crabs are also delicious, how about Grandpa makes you Windbreak fried crab?"

Hearing the old man’s words, the little girl’s eyes lit up and said, "Okay, sounds great, then I’ll eat crab."

"Dad, you spoil her too much," a tall young man approached the old man and spoke.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "With just one granddaughter, who else should I spoil? I have many grandsons and sons, but none are as dear to me as this little lass. What else do you want to eat, Grandpa will make it for you."

The little girl made a face at her father and said, "I like whatever Grandpa makes."

The old man clearly loved hearing this, happily patting the little girl’s head and said, "Whatever Nannan wants to eat, Grandpa will make."

Pausing briefly, the old man then said to the young man, "Come help me."

"Yes, Father!" The young man nodded his head, then voluntarily picked up the old man’s bucket and followed him inside the room.

Once in the kitchen, the young man first poured a cup of wine for the old man and then began to busily prepare the side dishes.

Drinking wine after returning from the seaside was a habit of the old man. Having spent many years by the sea, the cold had seeped into his body, in need of wine to expel the chill.

The old man took a sip of wine and, watching his son busying himself, said, "Is Water Transportation not enough for you?"

The young man knew what his father was asking. He stopped chopping vegetables and said, "Father, it’s already the twenty-first century. Our Cao Gang needs to develop as well. We depend on the sea for our livelihood, our fate never truly in our hands."

The old man said, "So by snatching from others’ hands, you think you can take control of fate?"

The young man said, "Father, I’m not planning to become a pirate, I want cooperation. But I do not wish to cooperate subserviently, I want to have some say in the matter."

The old man shook his head and said, "You don’t even know who you’re up against, merely provoked by a few words from others. That’s the controlling power you want?"

The young man said, "Father, I’m not being provoked. The information the Qi Family gave me is very detailed, I understand my opponent."

The old man, truly somewhat helpless with his son’s persistence, shook his head and pulled out a document from his bosom, saying, "This I just received, I haven’t read it, but I believe it’s different from what you have. He is Little Dragon, not Silver Fish, not something we can control."

The young man initially did not want to look, but since his father had brought it out, he still picked up the document and began reading through it.

After just two pages, the young man’s expression completely changed. Because this document varied drastically from the information he had obtained.

Of course, it wasn’t completely different, the small details were the same, but the major aspects were completely different, even to say that there was not a single similarity.

The old man, seeing his son’s expression, already understood everything and said, "Now do you understand who your opponent is?"

Before his son could even respond, the old man spoke, "Do not doubt the authenticity of this document. Every word in this document has someone accountable for it."

The old man’s son, holding the document in his hands, looked extremely troubled.

If the document his father had provided was accurate, then the opponent he was dealing with was significantly more powerful than he had known, clearly indicating he had been manipulated.

"It’s not a big deal to be deceived, recognizing and correcting it is what matters, not stubbornly continuing down the wrong path," the old man advised.

The young man, with a grave expression, said, "Dad, I realize my mistake, but how do we remedy this now?"

The old man said, "Zhang Peng needs to be dealt with, then you go invite him to our house for dinner. It is rare for this old man to cook, but we should properly host our guest."

Realizing this, the young man finally understood why his father had insisted on cooking today. Clearly, this was his father’s way of making amends for the mistake he had made. Otherwise, with his father’s status, why would he cook himself?

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