Chapter 350 The Mad Young Master 11 (1/2)

Chapter 350 The Mad Young Master 11 "He uses his madness as a cover to operate in secret. He has what you want."

"Actually, his illness is not serious at all; it's just a simple migraine."

Seeing that the other party seemed interested, Lin Qingqing felt a little more at ease and quickened her pace.

She deliberately spoke vaguely, highlighting the key points while retaining the most important information.

This was her bargaining chip, and also her shield for self-preservation.

She can't reveal all her cards, otherwise she'll lose her value and might be discarded after being used up.

All we need to do is throw out enough bait to get Zhao Ye, this fierce tiger, to tear apart Lu Qianhan, that vicious wolf.

She needs to make them both suffer heavy losses, or at least keep Lu Qianhan preoccupied so she can escape and make a clean getaway.

To increase her credibility, she carefully revealed some trivial but corroborating details of her statement.

Information about some peripheral industries under Lu Qianhan's name that seem unrelated to him but are actually secretly connected to him.

She learned this information in her previous life when she was in the Lu family.

"...The newly registered freight company in the east of the city, and the abandoned warehouse in the south suburbs... his shadow is behind them. He is definitely not as isolated from the world and manipulated as he appears on the surface."

Ah Chang listened quietly, his face still showing no emotion, but the calculation in the depths of his eyes grew stronger.

Lin Qingqing looked at him with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation after she finished speaking.

Ah Chang slowly picked up the cup of tea he hadn't drunk yet and brought it to his lips, but didn't drink it; he just smelled the aroma.

Then he put down his teacup, and a nearly ferocious smile slowly curved his lips.

That smile created an eerie contrast with his previous indifferent expression, sending chills down one's spine.

“Miss Lin, words are not enough. Our Master Zhao always acts based on tangible evidence.”

"No matter how big or fragrant the pie in the picture is, it can't fill your stomach."

"Master Zhao knows how deep the waters run in the Lu family, and you should know it too."

"Using someone else to do the dirty work is fine, but in times of emergency, it's about helping each other out."

Achang stared at Lin Qingqing, his voice low but carrying an undeniable threat.

"But you'll have to come up with a more valuable pledge of allegiance."

"You think you can get us to tackle Lu Qianhan, that tough nut, with just a few ambiguous statements and some fringe information that would take a long time to investigate?"

"Miss Lin, what do you take us for? Philanthropists, or guns in your hand?"

He leaned forward slightly, and the oppressive feeling he created made Lin Qingqing almost want to back away.

"I……"

Lin Qingqing's throat tightened, and she wanted to explain but found her voice was terribly dry.

"Stop talking nonsense, Miss Lin, show us something real."

"For example, what exactly is what we want that he has, and where is it?"

"Or when exactly will his next migraine attack occur?"

Achang raised his hand to stop her from continuing her nonsense, his eyes sharp as knives.

With each question he asked, Lin Qingqing's face paled a little more.

She had no idea how to answer these questions; some of them were her last bargaining chips, which she was desperately holding onto to save her life.

"I...I need time, there are some details I need to confirm..."

She tried to buy herself some breathing room, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

"time?"

“Miss Lin, our time is precious, and Mr. Zhao’s patience is even more limited.”

"Since you've come to us, you should know the rules. Either present us with something compelling enough to motivate us and allow us to act immediately, or..."