Chen Xiaozhu initially wanted to shake her head, but upon hearing the names, she nodded as if possessed.
"Follow me!"
Chen Fan turned and left.
Chen Xiaozhu hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed Chen Fan towards the leading military vehicle. As they passed, the soldiers standing by the vehicles snapped to attention and saluted, their arms held high for a long time.
Without waiting for the vehicles behind to turn around, Chen Fan and Chen Xiaozhu got into the car, driven by Qi Wu himself.
The military vehicle roared, bypassing traffic lights. In just over half an hour, they arrived at the Golden Parrot Club.
"Welcome!"
The club staff approached. Upon seeing Qi Wu and the others in their military green uniforms, they paused for a moment before greeting them with obsequious smiles.
Qi Wu said coldly, "Lead the way to the Supreme Private Room!"
"Excuse me, do you have a reservation?"
"I need a reservation?"
Qi Wu smiled, pulled out his identification, and flashed it. "We currently suspect that someone here is embezzling military property and harming the dependents of soldiers. Please cooperate with our investigation!"
The club manager stiffened, a forced smile on his face. "Your words are serious, sir. The Supreme Private Room, please come this way!"
As he spoke, he signaled for his subordinates to report.
Chen Fan paid no mind to this. He had Hu Feng lead the way directly to the Supreme Private Room.
Upon reaching the private room and pushing open the door, they found it to be the epitome of luxury. A group of people were singing, surrounded by beautiful women, clearly in the midst of a lively party.
Qi Wu’s face turned cold. With a sharp *crack*, he turned on the bright lights and shut off all the speakers.
The sudden illumination revealed many embarrassing postures within the room.
The staff who had arrived earlier looked helplessly at the club manager and gestured.
"What are you doing? Are you tired of living? Don't you know I'm entertaining distinguished guests?"
A young man in a white suit lay on the sofa, hurling a wine bottle.
Qi Wu caught it with ease, his expression grim as he barked, "What are we doing? Get up, all of you!"
The young man looked dismissively, then his face darkened as he saw the panicked Hu Feng. He stood up and said, "Oh, Hu Feng, you've gotten bold, bringing people to trouble me?"
"N-no, I wouldn't dare, Young Master Chu. I, I... I was forced."
Hu Feng was sweating profusely.
Seeing Hu Feng's demeanor, Young Master Chu pointed at Qi Wu and yelled, "I don't care who you are or what your rank is. Get out and kneel at the door, or I'll skin you alive!"
Even the composed Qi Wu was enraged.
He suppressed his anger and cast a questioning glance at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan said calmly, "Such arrogance. Chu Minghui, is it? You obtained the approval to demolish the Qingyan Town cemetery?"
Chu Minghui was taken aback, then he chuckled.
Pointing a finger at Chen Fan's nose, he laughed heartily, "I thought it was something big. Just that matter of a few neglected graves?"
Chen Fan watched him laugh coldly.
"You come all the way here for such a trivial matter. Hu Feng, you useless piece of trash, you can't even handle such a small thing. Partnering with you is worse than being with a dog. Even a dog knows how to bite, yet you let these outsiders come looking for me?"
Chu Minghui berated Hu Feng fiercely.
Hu Feng smiled bitterly inwardly.
Before his subordinate called him, he had thought the same as Chu Minghui.
However, his subordinate, Old Tong San, was less than a dog in front of him, and he was less than a dog in front of Chu Minghui.
It was infuriating and righteous to speak of it, but the reality was inescapable. The status and background of this Young Master Chu were not comparable to his.
Compared to the Chu family, his father, Hu Baiqing, was indeed just a nouveau riche, merely a convenient dog to be ordered around in their eyes.
He remained silent, offering a placating smile.
After a tirade, Chu Minghui snorted and, with extreme arrogance, said to Chen Fan, "That's right, I'm the one demolishing it. What do you want to do about it? Don't talk about those neglected graves, even if I demolished your ancestral grave, you would have to smile and say it was demolished well!"
"You..."
Qi Wu was furious. He clenched his fist, unable to resist swinging it at that face.
Chu Minghui completely ignored Qi Wu's anger and turned back with a smile. "Director Lin, wouldn't you agree?"
A middle-aged man with a bulging belly roared with laughter, "Young Master Chu’s status, with your uncle around, what are a few ownerless neglected graves?"
Several scantily clad women, hired for entertainment, wiggled their bodies and cooed in agreement with Chu Minghui.
Chen Fan raised his hand, stopping Qi Wu, who was about to erupt, and said with a cold smile, "Young Master Chu is truly powerful. Then where did the approval come from? Your uncle?"
"My uncle doesn't handle this. The one who gave the approval is right here?" Chu Minghui said triumphantly. "Director Lin, they're looking for you."
Director Lin smiled servilely, "I approved it, so what?"
"That makes things clear!"
Chen Fan nodded.
"Hah, look at your pretentious act. Anyone who doesn't know would think you're some big shot."
Chu Minghui sneered and leaned in front of Qi Wu, pointing at the insignia on his shoulder. "A mere Colonel thinks he's so important, coming to cause trouble for me. Do you know who I am?"
"I really don't know."
Qi Wu said coldly.
"Look at your attitude?" Chu Minghui patted Qi Wu's shoulder, haughtily saying, "You're still acting tough without finding out who I am?"
"In this small corner of the capital, there are too many important people. You, a Colonel, are nothing."
"How many people with the surname Chu are in the military headquarters? You don't even know, who gave you the courage to lecture my people and come here to cause trouble? Liang Jingru?"
Young Master Chu, full of pride, made a bad joke.
Inside the private room, the scantily clad women, hired for entertainment, laughed in unison.
Qi Wu gritted his teeth in anger.
*Slap!*
Just then, a resounding slap echoed.
Chen Fan lightly flicked his wrist.
Chu Minghui flew backward, landing on the floor.
The hostess beside him was also sent flying, rolling and landing on top of Young Master Chu.
Director Lin and the others were stunned.
"I really don't know which of the Chu family in the military you're referring to."
Chen Fan said calmly, "Why don't you call him over and let me get acquainted?"
"You dare... you dare to hit me?"
Pushing the hostess aside, Young Master Chu was furious. He shouted, "You're dead, all of you are dead! If I don't strip the skin off your backs, my name isn't Chu!"
Chen Fan raised his hand and signaled, "Clear the room!"
Qi Wu nodded, turned, and gave the order.
The soldiers he brought with him shouted and ushered the hostesses out.
Director Lin sneered and remained seated. He knew the background of Young Master Chu and felt secure.
Seeing Chen Fan completely ignore him, as if he meant nothing, Chu Minghui became even more enraged. He pulled out his phone and made a call.
"Uncle, I'm being bullied by your military people. I've been slapped, had a gun pointed at me, and my teeth are loose. Oh dear... Uncle, please come save me quickly. If you don't come soon, you won't see me again. Oh, I'm dying..."
Chen Fan sat on the sofa, watching Chu Minghui's performance with a blank expression.
Hu Feng's expression became somewhat strange.
He was a follower of Young Master Chu, but he never expected this side of him.
His way of calling for help on the phone was simply ridiculous.
It made him appear ignorant and shallow. Hu Feng felt he was much better than this guy!
Having received an affirmative answer, Chu Minghui hung up the phone and sneered, looking haughtily at Chen Fan. "You dare to hit me? You're dead. I'm going to send you to military court!"
Chen Fan raised his hand, signaling Chen Xiaozhu to sit down, then he calmly ordered, "Make him shut up first!"
Qi Wu sneered, stepped forward, grabbed Young Master Chu, and delivered ten sharp slaps in quick succession.
Chu Minghui's face was filled with venom, and he let out a muffled groan, not daring to make another sound.
"Director Lin, is it?"
Chen Fan beckoned to Director Lin.
Director Lin suddenly felt a pang of regret for staying. He wanted to meet Chu Minghui's uncle, but this situation made him feel uneasy.
"Sir, I warn you, Young Master Chu's uncle is a Colonel in the military, with high rank and authority. He is not someone you can afford to provoke!"
Chen Fan looked at him coldly.
Director Lin's forehead was sweating. He continued, "Colonel Chu's words can send you to military court, and you will pay a heavy price for today's actions."
Chen Fan paid no heed to his words and said coldly, "You issued the approval? Who gave you the authority?"
"I..." Director Lin stammered.
"Do you know the origin of that cemetery? Do you know who is buried there?"
Chen Fan continued to ask.
These simple questions put immense pressure on Director Lin.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stubbornly said, "Everything followed the procedures and rules. If you have any objections, feel free to report them."
Chen Fan gestured to Qi Wu.
Qi Wu took out his phone and said a few words.
Director Lin felt somewhat reassured upon hearing that they were looking for someone to report the situation to.
He had his own backers, and besides, the Chu family was supporting him.