After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"A small conflict?"

Lü Peng's eyebrows twitched. He knew his son well; if he claimed it was a small conflict, the reality could be entirely different.

Moreover, judging by the new boss's attitude towards him, it clearly was not a simple conflict.

"Come with me!"

Lü Peng's face tensed as he dragged his wastrel son to a corner of the hall, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"Uh..."

Lü Mingzhe frowned and hesitated. He had specifically come to seek help from his father because Zhao Hu and others had been arrested, fearing that the situation might escalate.

However, he never dreamed that Yang Hao was not only the boss of Tianmei Media and Maetian Entertainment but had also become the new boss of the Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group!

The Lu Family's main asset was a 12% stake in the Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group, and their other businesses also depended on it, just like Lü Mingzhe's company.

So, at this moment, Lü Mingzhe was extremely panicked. The person he needed to deal with turned out to be his family's major boss, and he didn't know how to bring it up to his father.

"Speak up!"

"What time is it now!"

Lü Peng reprimanded with a stern face.

"It's like this, yesterday I met with Ye Shuyuan..."

Lü Mingzhe knew he couldn't hide the matter, and mainly as he would need his father to cover for him, he could only recount what had happened.

"I think Mr. Yang probably doesn't know that I was the one planning this behind the scenes..."

Smack!!

After narrating the whole incident, Lü Mingzhe was just about to make some excuses for himself.

His father, Lü Peng, slapped him across the face.

"Are you out of your mind!!"

Lü Peng exploded into dialect, now understanding why the new boss had treated him like he was nothing.

His good-for-nothing son had actually hired a bunch of thugs to deal with someone.

Had the plan been successful, perhaps no one would have known who was behind it.

But the problem now was that it had failed, and the thugs he sent had all been arrested by the police. What credibility could those street thugs have?

They could sell out Lü Mingzhe as the mastermind behind the scenes in minutes!

"Dad, he couldn't possibly know!"

Lü Mingzhe, covering his face with his hand, whimpered.

"Nonsense!"
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"He already knows it was you!"

"How could I have ever fathered such an idiot!"

Lü Peng cursed furiously, his face a shade of dark blue.

"How is that possible?"

"Has Zhao Hu betrayed me already?"

"But I didn't personally show myself; it was all arranged by Huang Mao!"

Lü Mingzhe said with a pained expression.

"You didn't have any direct conversation or send any 'Weixun' messages with the boss, right?"

As someone who had weathered many storms, Lü Peng, despite his immense anger, quickly calmed himself down, thinking about how to resolve the matter.

"No."

"It was all arranged by Huang Mao!"

Lü Mingzhe nodded affirmatively.

"What about between you and Huang Mao, then!"

"Did you leave any 'Weixun' message records?"

Lü Peng asked further.

"I think there are some."

Lü Mingzhe said as he pulled out his phone and opened his and Huang Mao's 'Weixun' chat interface.

From last night when Zhao Hu and others went to the Suhewan Villa, Huang Mao had been reporting the progress of the stakeout to Lü Mingzhe.

"Huang Mao is still trustworthy!"

"Moreover, I already told him over the phone this morning that if something really happened, he should take the blame!"

Seeing his father's face grow even darker, Lü Mingzhe quickly added.

"Idiot!"

"How could you leave a 'Weixun' chat record of such a matter!!"

Lü Peng glared, his expression one of frustration.

His son was so inept at wrongdoing; matters like these should be verbally instructed, never trusting anyone,

even blood brothers could turn against each other over interests.

Let alone such fair-weather friends!

Once there is enough benefit, or to save themselves, it's too easy to betray their so-called brothers!

"Now, get Huang Mao over here immediately, then delete all call logs and 'Weixun' chat records from his phone, or just smash his phone," Lü Peng said sternly.

"Uh, okay!"

"I'll call him right away."

Lü Mingzhe immediately dialed Huang Mao's number, but it went unanswered.

"No answer..."

Lü Mingzhe called twice consecutively, both times with the same result, then began to panic: "What's going on with Huang Mao?"

Seeing this, Lü Peng cursed angrily, "What else could it be, he's most likely been arrested!"

"Ah?"

Lü Mingzhe was shocked: "Really?"

Lü Peng snorted coldly, barely wanting to bother with his useless son anymore.

Even now he still says it's not possible!

"If this were a minor case, the police's action might not have been so fast."

"But is this a minor case?"

"One is a billionaire, and the other is a nationally known TV host!"

"Do you think the police will take it lightly?"

Lü Peng glared at his inept son coldly; he could barely judge such a simple thing, how could he inherit any business!

"So, what do we do now?"

Lü Mingzhe was completely bewildered; he really had not expected the police to act so swiftly.

If Huang Mao had indeed turned him in, wouldn't he be heading to prison!

"Dad, you know people at the police station, right?"

"Give them a heads up, let them drop the case at Huang Mao!"

Lü Mingzhe pulled anxiously on his father's arm.

"Do you think the police station is mine, that they would just do whatever I say?"