The passenger door of the police car swung open.
A massive figure in a suit stepped out.
Even from a distance, the sheer size of this man was shocking; his layers of fat were obvious beneath the suit, bulging out in all the wrong places.
“This... That’s...!”
Director David Chen’s voice changed the moment he saw the fat man get out of the police car.
The man before him was clearly that big boss who had thrown out a five hundred million yuan investment in one breath!
At this moment, Director Chen watched as the fat man got out, looked around, and then jogged over to this side with a comically eager expression.
He had assumed the big boss would come straight to him, but to his surprise, that massive figure ran directly to the teenager’s side and stood there with absolute respect.
"Evan Lin... Surname Lin!"
Director Chen muttered to himself, suddenly realizing something. He jerked his head up and stared carefully at Evan Lin, finally grasping the teenager’s true identity.
Back when Victor Lee came to Whitewood County and tried to scam everyone at the banquet, Director Chen hadn’t been able to attend due to other business—but he’d heard the story later about a young man solving the case at the table.
At the time, Director Chen had felt grateful toward that teenager. If that contract had been signed, the county would have lost several hundred million, and as the finance chief, he’d have been the first to lose his job.
Director Chen had originally planned to meet that young man, but got busy and forgot.
Later, Big Tank—the boss who threw out a five hundred million investment in one go—came to his office in person, asking him to send a large sum of money to a teenager with the surname Lin!
If a boss like Big Tank, who could throw out five hundred million in one breath, was so humble in asking him to help send money to a teenager, then that teenager’s identity...
Before Director Chen could think any further, he heard Big Tank respectfully call Evan Lin ‘Young Master.’
Young Master?
Director Chen felt a chill run down his spine, shock gripping his heart.
If he ever offended Big Tank, his days as director would definitely get a lot harder.
“What era do you think this is, still calling people ‘Young Master’? Are you guys nuts?”
Cheng Qiong looked at them with a strange expression, letting out a contemptuous laugh.
"Director Chen, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and have your people cuff him!" Simon Xu snapped, clearly unhappy with Chen’s hesitation.
He yelled at Director Chen, “If one million isn’t enough for you, I’ll add another million! All of it goes into that modern plaza!”
“You want to invest?”
Big Tank, who’d been grinning stupidly at Evan Lin, suddenly snorted at the sound, glancing over at the flustered Simon Xu.
“What, are you scared by a two million investment?”
Simon Xu looked at Big Tank, snorting with disdain, "Guys like you probably haven’t seen this much money in your whole life!"
“What are you waiting for? Cuff him already!” Susan Xu had been waiting impatiently, and by now, the Max Xu in her arms had already fainted.
“No, no, no. What I mean is, I refuse to accept investment from people who are obviously bad news.”
Big Tank shook his head and straightened his collar.
"You refuse?" Simon Xu was stunned. Not a single school in all of Minghai had ever had a student get such a chance—and Evan Lin just turned it down!
Hearing Big Tank’s words, Liu Xia laughed out loud. "Who do you think you are?"
Liu Xia scoffed, "You really think you’re a boss? I work in the finance bureau and I’ve never seen someone like you! Who do you think you are—some big shot?"
Liu Xia’s laughter rang out, loud and clear.
“You haven’t seen me because your rank’s just too low.”
She was halfway through her laugh when Director Chen’s suddenly cold voice cut in.
And in the next moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the police car parked nearby—the back doors were being pushed open from inside.
Two men stepped down from the car.
One of them, face twisted in a deep frown, glared this way with an unfriendly look—it was none other than Magistrate Ma.
The other had a scholarly air, looking gentle and refined. Anyone who’d spent time in Whitewood County would instantly recognize his face from TV—it was the always-practical Secretary Thomas Liu!
“Magistrate Ma! You’re finally here!”
While Director Chen, Cheng Kaiyuan, and Liu Xia were all feeling that something was wrong...
Simon Xu, spotting Magistrate Ma, rushed forward as if grabbing at a lifeline.
“Mr. Xu.”
Magistrate Ma nodded slightly.
“Magistrate Ma, you got here just in time! I’ve been wanting to invest here, and now I’m ready to put in twenty million! As long as you have your people cuff that kid and the fat guy, the money will be in the account tomorrow!”
Simon Xu shouted loudly.
“It’s a good thing you want to invest, but the boss has to be willing to accept your money.”
Magistrate Ma sighed.
“Boss?”
Only now did Simon Xu snap out of it, shuddering as he looked at the unremarkable Big Tank.
“He’s the boss investing in the modern plaza.”
Secretary Thomas Liu spoke up calmly: “The first investment was five hundred million, and he later added more for the Whitewood County resort.”
“Your twenty million seems a bit small in comparison.”
Secretary Thomas Liu sighed.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s face went pale.
Susan Xu’s lips trembled; where she’d just been yelling about cuffing people, now she didn’t dare make a sound.
A boss who could throw out five hundred million just like that!
Simon Xu’s face changed dramatically. As a businessman, he knew exactly what five hundred million in liquid assets meant!
"The boss with five hundred million is... this fat guy?"
Cheng Qiong was still in a daze.
Cheng Kaiyuan and Liu Xia looked utterly defeated.
Everyone’s attitude toward Big Tank had completely changed.
Meanwhile, Secretary Thomas Liu walked forward slowly.
Everyone realized Secretary Thomas Liu’s target wasn’t Big Tank, but the young man Big Tank had just called ‘Young Master!’
“Long time no see. I heard you turned down Huaqing University’s invitation for direct admission in Jingzhou. Now that the college entrance exam is over, I bet you did pretty well?”
Secretary Thomas Liu walked up to Evan Lin, smiling warmly. His tone was just right—like a senior speaking to a junior, but also as if addressing an equal. There wasn’t the slightest hint of awkwardness or condescension.
“He... turned down Huaqing University’s direct admission offer!”
Cheng Qiong’s face went white.
As a student, she understood just how rare and prestigious that honor was!
Looking across all of Minghai, not a single school had a student who’d ever received such an opportunity. But Evan Lin had actually turned it down!
Secretary Thomas Liu’s attitude toward Evan Lin left everyone dumbfounded.
Evan Lin glanced at Secretary Thomas Liu, his expression calm, showing not the slightest bit of fear at the man’s rank.
“I did pretty well. Eight or nine out of ten—I could probably be the runner-up in the college entrance exam.”