Chapter 125: Gu Mingchi Doubts His Life
“Ahhh, sorry, boss! I’m just a rough guy with a foul mouth. Please don’t mind me.”
Su Tao truly didn’t mind and didn’t take it to heart at all. She continued,
“Alright, keep an eye on any movements at the Old Station. In a while, Tan Yong might send someone to find you.”
Ma Dapao shivered. “Why would he look for me?”
Su Tao shrugged. “It won’t be for anything good.”
Stealing business from someone—what good could come from that?
Just like when she had taken Gu Mingchi’s business before. That guy even tried to use public opinion to crush her.
Now, it all depended on whether Tan Yong was someone she could reason with.
“Brother Yong! I found out—according to that bastard Xiong Tai, Panliu Mountain has indeed opened a supply station, and it’s run by a woman!”
Tan Yong was lying shirtless, holding a beautiful woman in his arms. Hearing this, he shoved the woman away in shock.
“A woman? Are you sure? Don’t mess with me.”
The subordinate, who had gathered the intel, quickly reassured him, “It’s true! I even sent someone to bring Xiong Tai here. He’s been inside Panliu Mountain, and he also went to the underground parking lot with one of our old inn’s recruiters, a guy called Dapao, to deal with corpses. He saw the woman with his own eyes and said she’s very young, probably not even twenty—just a little girl.”
Tan Yong nearly jumped up.
An underground parking lot for disposing of corpses?
Wasn’t that something Gu Mingchi had asked him to arrange?
Could there be Gu Mingchi’s involvement in Panliu Mountain?
Years of business trust were on the verge of collapse. Tan Yong’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
“Bring Xiong Tai to me!”
In less than ten minutes, a completely drunk Xiong Tai was carried in by some men.
Everyone looked at him with disdain. He was a useless drunkard, and if it weren’t for the powerful ability that fate had bestowed upon him, no one would bother dealing with him.
Some people just got lucky—scumbags with superpowers.
Seeing Xiong Tai’s pathetic state, Tan Yong’s temper flared. “Wake him up!”
A group of subordinates immediately swarmed him, punching and kicking him.
Xiong Tai yelped in pain, suddenly sitting upright. “I-I’m delivering a gift!”
Tan Yong smacked him on the head. “You’re still not awake! Speak! What did you see on Panliu Mountain? Who is that woman? Did you see a man wearing glasses, always dressed in a suit?”
Xiong Tai finally sobered up and clutched his head in grievance.
“Brother Yong, what did I do this time? I just wanted a job where I don’t have to work, with free food and lodging, but that bastard Ma Dapao thinks he’s better than me now. He wouldn’t even let me meet Boss Su, even after I tried to bribe him.”
Tan Yong slapped him again. “Explain properly! What job? Who is Ma Dapao? Who is Boss Su?”
“Ma Dapao used to be one of our inn’s recruiters—skinny guy, smooth talker. Some time ago, he said there were some great job opportunities, looking for the right people. I asked, and turns out Panliu Mountain was opening a supply station, hiring security guards, front desk staff, cleaners… Brother Yong, I swear, please don’t hit me for this—”
Tan Yong’s expression was grim. “Speak.”
“The benefits are amazing, my god! It’s my dream job—free food and lodging! And the housing is all high-end, better than where you live, Brother Yong—AHHHH!”
Tan Yong had no mercy—he landed a heavy punch on Xiong Tai right then and there.
Then he continued, “Who is Boss Su? A woman?”
Xiong Tai teared up from the pain. “…Yes. Ma Dapao calls her Boss Su.”
“What’s Panliu Mountain like inside?”
Xiong Tai winced. “To be honest, I only went in once when I was moving corpses. There wasn’t much back then. The last time I tried to go in, Ma Dapao wouldn’t let me, so I could only peek from the outside. I saw fuel pumps—four of them.”
Tan Yong exchanged shocked glances with his senior members.
Their Old Station didn’t have that. All their fuel had to be acquired from elsewhere.
Where did this Su woman get her fuel?
Was Gu Mingchi backing her?
Tan Yong became serious. “And what about the man with glasses I asked you about?”
Xiong Tai raised four fingers like he was making a solemn vow. “I swear, I haven’t seen him.”
Tan Yong waved him off. “Get lost.”
Xiong Tai, feeling like he had just dodged a bullet, suddenly licked his lips and asked,
“Brother Yong, do we have jobs like that here? Free food, free housing, good pay, and high-end living spaces…”
Tan Yong kicked him hard. “Get this idiot out of here.”
His men quickly dragged Xiong Tai away.
Tan Yong irritably put on his jacket, paced around, finished a cigarette, and finally decided to make a call to Gu Mingchi.
The moment the call connected, he got straight to the point:
“Gu, we’ve worked together for years, so I won’t beat around the bush. Let me ask you—are you involved with Panliu Mountain?”
Gu Mingchi frowned in confusion. “Panliu Mountain? The place I asked you to handle the corpses for? What about it?”
His tone sounded genuinely puzzled. Tan Yong’s voice softened slightly.
“They’ve opened a supply station there. You didn’t know?”
The other end of the call fell into a long silence.
After a good while, Gu Mingchi’s voice rose in pitch, rare for him: “A supply station?”
Tan Yong was speechless. “Gu, you sound even more clueless than I do. If I’m not mistaken, the woman running that place should be someone you know.”
Another long silence.
Gu Mingchi finally spoke. “I need to verify this. I’ll call you back later.”
When Gu Mingchi called Su Tao, she was teaching Lin Fangzhi how to communicate with Master Qin about food supplies.
Master Qin’s eyes nearly popped out when he saw twenty pounds of fresh vegetables.
“Boss Su, this… this… Lin Manager, hurry! Help me put these in the fridge before they wilt!”
Lin Fangzhi blinked in surprise at being called “Manager Lin.” Scratching his head, he looked a little embarrassed.
Still, he moved quickly to help store the vegetables while recalling what Su Tao had taught him:
“Lettuce, 5 jin. Water spinach, 5 jin. Bean sprouts, 8 jin. Green onions, 2 jin.”
He spoke slowly but clearly, without making a single mistake.
Chef Qin didn’t seem to notice any language difficulties at all and praised him enthusiastically, “Manager Lin, you’re very meticulous in your work.”
It was the first time a stranger had ever complimented Lin Fangzhi. His deer-like eyes instantly sparkled, glowing like the bright moon.
Su Tao secretly gave him a thumbs-up.
Leaving the kitchen, Su Tao picked up her communicator, which had been ringing non-stop.
“Su Tao, is it you who opened the supply station at Panliu Mountain?”
Su Tao pulled out a chair and sat down, making no effort to hide the truth. “Mm. Is Boss Gu here to investigate my assets again?”
For the first time, Gu Mingchi felt like Su Tao wasn’t someone he could control.
She always found ways to slip beyond his reach—doing countless shocking things right under his blind spot.
And he had no way of knowing.
Doubt crept into his voice.
“…You haven’t left Taoyang for the past month. How is it even possible for you to go back and forth between the two places?”
