At first glance, the Song family was already on the verge of collapse. Their future situation depended entirely on fate, and Song Yi could do nothing to help.
"Go and meticulously examine the convoy's financial statements and Zhang Dong's identity here, to see if they've truly cleaned up their act."
"Yes, President Song."
The secretary turned and left.
"Wait!"
"President Song, you have an order!"
"Go and check if my son has visited the convoy. Also, prepare for the worst. If things are exposed before the plane lands, we must make the Lin family father and son pay a bloody price."
"Understood, President Song. I'll get right on it."
The secretary pushed the door open and left. Song Yi took a deep breath and sank back into his executive chair.
He was gambling. With things having escalated to this point, the Song family's future rested on this single gamble.
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"Young Master, a message has arrived from the family head. They have contacted the Leng family, and we will be landing at the airport in the northern district."
Sitting in a high-end massage chair, Li Wei leaned close to Lin Yan's ear and said.
Lin Yan nodded. After their discussion, they had decided to land at the airport in the northern district. With the Leng family's relationship with their Lin family, coupled with the military presence here, the northern district airport was the most suitable landing spot.
Although the Leng family had explicitly stated they would not be involved, their relationship with the Lin family meant they could guarantee the safety of the area around the airport.
"Go and see how that Rens is doing."
"Young Master, he said he won't hand over the evidence until he's confirmed his safety."
Hearing Li Wei's words, Lin Yan raised an eyebrow. This Rens was quite cautious. Did he perhaps fear that Lin Yan would hand him over to the Song family after receiving the evidence?
Lin Yan didn't dwell on it. What mattered to him was whether Rens's evidence could bring down the Song family. As long as that could be achieved, he didn't care when the other party would present it, because the Song family would likely be difficult to deal with regardless of whether Rens produced the evidence or not.
Rens's evidence was not on his person. He had cautiously stored it online. He had already transmitted the contract details to his contacts back home via the computer in his room, asking them to have lawyers authenticate it.
Rens understood perfectly the situation they would face once the plane landed. The evidence he held was his safeguard. Lin Yan would undoubtedly send people to protect him when they disembarked.
With some time remaining before landing, Lin Yan took out his phone to check the current situation online.
Logging into his social media account, Lin Yan found that the internet was in an uproar, just as he had predicted. He occupied all ten trending topics.
His influence was unprecedented, with almost all netizens in China paying attention to Lin Yan. The matter had escalated significantly, fueled by two international superstars.
Lin Yan took a closer look. Besides the heated discussion about his brake failure during the qualifying race, videos of his two masters confirming Rens deliberately crashing and taking him out were also circulating widely.
However, it wasn't the Song family being criticized now, but Rens. The Song family hadn't been significantly impacted yet.
Although Lin Yan's two crashes had led fans and even many casual observers to suspect that someone was plotting against him, there was no concrete evidence yet. Therefore, the fans' anger could only be directed at Rens.
The number of abusive posts on Rens's social media account had exceeded one hundred million.
After a brief scan, Lin Yan closed his phone. Everything was in place; all that was needed was the final push, which depended on what Rens held.
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The night was deep, and the neon lights along the streets lent a peculiar brilliance to the nightscape of the capital.
At the northern district airport, Lin family bodyguards and military personnel formed neat formations, waiting on the lawn outside the terminal for the plane's landing.
The Lin family had brought over three hundred bodyguards. The leader was named Qi Ze, a loyal follower of the Lin family and currently their strongest fighter. He was lean but possessed explosive muscle, his strength slightly surpassing that of A Dong.
From the Leng family, a company commander arrived, followed by a full company of soldiers. While their numbers were fewer than Qi Ze's contingent, their aura was no less imposing, even stronger, filled with a palpable sense of grim determination.
"Hello, Mr. Qi."
"Hello!"
The two groups met, exchanging few words.
Seeing these two solemn and imposing groups, passengers disembarking from the plane's boarding stairs all turned their gazes towards them.
"What's going on today? Why are the military here?"
A few women gathered, chattering amongst themselves.
"I don't know either. So many people. Could it be some important figure?"
"Let's go, let's go quickly. I have a bad feeling about this. It's better to get home quickly."
"You're right!"
Taking advantage of the darkness, the women observed for a while longer, concluding that it was best to return home. They hurried away with their luggage.
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At two in the morning, a private jet slowly landed at the northern district airport.
As the aircraft door opened, A Dong led his men to escort Lin Yan and his group out. Lin Yan tightly held Su Mojin's hand, the atmosphere tense.
Behind them, Zhang Mingzhi, Matt, and the convoy technicians were equally anxious, not daring to breathe heavily. Lin Yan and Venarese, however, were relatively calm, possessing stronger mental fortitude.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Lin Yan squeezed his wife's hand, offering reassurance.
"Mmm!"
Hearing this, Su Mojin nodded vigorously, simultaneously reminding herself not to panic and cause trouble for her husband.
After disembarking, A Dong's gaze swept towards a cluster of figures on the lawn not far away.
"Young Master."
Upon seeing Lin Yan and his group, Qi Ze stepped forward and said respectfully.
Lin Yan gave Qi Ze a slight nod.
"Lead the way."
"Yes, Young Master. Please follow me."
Qi Ze led Lin Yan towards the airport parking lot. Along the way, Lin Yan also spotted the company commander dispatched by the Leng family. They exchanged nods, acknowledging each other.
To be honest, the company commander held a degree of admiration for Lin Yan. Winning a championship in a Western competition and bringing glory to the country was, in his opinion, the mark of a true man.
Exiting the grassy area and passing through the terminal, dozens of black bulletproof Alphard vans were parked outside.
Approaching one of the vehicles, Qi Ze opened the door and bowed respectfully, allowing Lin Yan and the others to board.
Li Wei would be driving Lin Yan's vehicle. Yang Tianming and the others were transferred to another car. Sitting by the door was A Dong, along with two of the Lin family's top enforcers. A bodyguard also sat in the co-pilot's seat. Lin Yan and Su Mojin sat in the rear.
Yang Tianming and the others were in another vehicle, responsible for protecting Rens.