Chapter 397 Blackmailing the Councilman!

Chapter 397 Blackmailing the Councilman!

?Booom!

The sudden intrusion of the media transformed the clandestine atmosphere of the warehouse into a scene of chaos and confusion.

The doors, blown open with an echoing boom, gave way to a deluge of reporters and cameramen.

Like a relentless tide, they swarmed into the warehouse, their cameras flashing and rolling, voraciously capturing every detail of the scandalous scene they had stumbled upon.

Caught in the whirlwind of lights and lenses, Fan Jun, still naked and disoriented, was thrust into the merciless glare of the media.

"What's going on!?" Fan Jun's startled voice cut through the chaotic lights. His eyes, wide with shock and disbelief, darted around the room, seeking an explanation for the sudden invasion that had shattered his world.

"Mr. Fan Jun, is that you? Can you explain what's happening here?" shouted one reporter, thrusting a microphone towards him.

"Are you involved in an affair with your father's secretary?" another journalist called out, her camera focused intently on Fan Jun's bewildered face.

"Mr. Fan, how long has this been going on? What do you have to say about this scandal?" a third reporter chimed in, eager to capture his reaction.

The questions came fast and furious, each one more probing than the last. The reporters, unrelenting in their pursuit of the truth, surrounded Fan Jun, their cameras and microphones like weapons trained on their target.

"What the ****!? Who gave you bastards permission to barge in? My father is the Councilman, and let me tell you, I'd gladly take all of you down!"

The voice on the other end was cold and unyielding. "I don't want anything. But your son has made a grave mistake. If you interfere with me, I'll ensure the truth comes to light. The rumors are already circulating, but this will provide concrete proof of your and your son's misdeeds."

Fan Hong's heart raced in terror. "W-What do you intend to do with Xiao Jun?" he stammered.

"That's none of your concern. Just know that if you act against me, the video will end your career as a councilman. And once you lose power... Well, I'm sure there are many families you've wronged who'd be interested in settling scores."

The voice then posed a chilling ultimatum: "Make your choice, old man. Save your son, or save yourself. You can always have more children, but another life? That's a different story."

With that, the call ended abruptly. The phone slipped from Fan Hong's grasp and clattered to the floor as he slumped back into his chair, a defeated, haunted figure.

The loud noise alerted his guards. "Mr. Fan!? Are you alright?" they called out as they burst into the office.

But they were met with a sight they had never seen before: Councilman Fan Hong, once a figure of unwavering authority, now looked broken, his aura of power completely vanished. The guards stood in the doorway, witnessing the unraveling of a man who had once seemed invincible.

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Half an hour earlier, in the old industrial area of Beicheng!

"Why did you call the press!?" Liu Ming demanded, his voice a mix of disbelief and irritation. His eyes, along with those of the others, were fixed on Zhang Wei, seeking an explanation for his unexpected move.

Zhang Wei, unfazed by the scrutiny, shrugged nonchalantly. "It doesn't make any difference. Your little brain wouldn't understand. Let's get out of here first," he said dismissively, striding confidently towards their sleek, black Range Rover.

Chen Dong, caught between loyalty and confusion, hesitated for a moment before following Zhang Wei. Liu Ming, left standing alone, clenched his teeth in anger. "This bastard wants to steal the credit?" he thought, a dawning realization mixing with his growing resentment.

Little did he know, Zhang Wei's ambitions were far more sinister than mere credit theft; they extended into the realm of the outrageous, plotting to not only usurp recognition but to steal away the bride herself.