Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years

Chapter 115: Brother! You Have to Help Me—Consider It Your Big Brother Begging You!

by cnwebnovels

Moving against Ding Ruilong’s woman and daughter was only a small part of what Wu Chen intended. He didn’t merely want Ding Ruilong abandoned by everyone and living worse than death before he died—he would also bring the towering tree that sheltered Ding Ruilong crashing down because of him.

“Not admitting it?” There was a smile in Wu Chen’s tone. “Back when Li Ruotai caught you, didn’t you tell him about every filthy little job Ding Ruilong had assigned you? And then you turned around and sold Li Ruotai out to Ding Ruilong. Nicely played.”

“You—” The man started to say something.

“I honestly don’t know where you found the nerve to take from both sides. Oh, that’s right—how’s the transfer of your assets overseas going? Did it work? It must be very difficult.”

The line went abruptly silent.

Wu Chen waited patiently.

The Lamborghini came out of the underground garage and pulled quickly onto the main road.

“What do you want?” The man finally spoke. He seemed to have brought his emotions into line. His voice was low and level, and the question came very directly.

“Let’s meet. You choose the place, you choose the time,” Wu Chen said.

He knew that with a personality as cautious as this man’s, if Wu Chen set the time and place he wouldn’t come out. And some things had to be discussed face to face before they could be made clear.

The other side was silent a moment, then said, “I’ll make arrangements. Wait for my call.”

And he hung up.

Wu Chen put the phone away, then stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the East District.

Time and place weren’t set yet, but he knew the man would set them very soon and would come. Wu Chen could even work out where the man would ask him to meet.

All he had to do was drive there.

Ring, ring…

His phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up, glanced at it, smiled with a slight frown, then answered. “What? Missing me already, when I’ve only just left?” The call was from Li Ruobing. Wu Chen had been downstairs a matter of minutes.

“Lu Guangnian just called me. He has something to discuss with you,” Li Ruobing said flatly, letting his teasing pass.

“Oh? What is it?” Wu Chen raised a brow.

“He didn’t say. He only called to let me know, and said he wanted to borrow you for a while…” As she spoke her tone turned somewhat strange.

Wu Chen was her boyfriend and also worked at her company, and Lu Guangnian was more familiar with her, so calling her first was unremarkable.

What struck Li Ruobing as strange was… a man as capable as Lu Guangnian—what business could possibly require him to come to Wu Chen?

If it were a matter of food and drink to thank him for the last affair, he would certainly have invited them both rather than Wu Chen alone, and he wouldn’t have made a special call to give her notice.

Brief as the call with Lu Guangnian had been, Li Ruobing could hear from his hesitant tone that something was going on between him and Wu Chen.

“Mm. I know.”

“What does he want with you?”

“Guess.”

“Say it or don’t.”

And she hung up.

Wu Chen smiled and glanced at the screen. A few seconds later the phone rang again. He had once sent Lu Guangnian a text message—the address of Lu Guangnian’s first love—so Lu Guangnian had his number.

He answered.

“Boss Lu. May your business flourish,” Wu Chen said.

“Finally got through. Brother, do you have time? Come out for lunch together?” Lu Guangnian invited him to a meal outright.

“Lunch… I’ve got things to do,” Wu Chen said instead. “Does Boss Lu need something?”

“Nothing, nothing. I only want to thank you. Hahaha, it’s all thanks to you. If not for you, I’d have been taken in by that bitch! Brother, you saved this old brother’s fortune and his life. Whatever happens, I have to buy you a meal and thank you properly…” Lu Guangnian said with a booming laugh.

You could hear that his mood wasn’t weighed down in the least. He was laughing out loud, and he called Liu Caixiu a bitch. In these few short days he had already walked out from under the shadow of a wife scheming for his fortune and his life and a son who was another man’s child.

Ordinarily he wouldn’t be like this.

No normal person would be like this. When something of that kind happened, a man might not come out of it for months, or years. It could change his character utterly, could leave him hating women and no longer trusting people at all.

But Lu Guangnian had walked out of it fast.

Not because his heart was perversely strong.

Only… that he had a replacement. A greater good was enough to dilute the negative weight of a major bad thing.

Not to mention that a first love was always the hardest to forget.

“There’s no need for thanks, surely? Given your relationship with Ruobing and Ah Tai, Boss Lu, isn’t helping you only right?” There was a smile in Wu Chen’s tone.

“Don’t! Brother, one thing is one thing. Feelings are feelings, but thanks are still thanks. Brother, where are you? You pick the place to eat—or I can come to you.” Lu Guangnian said it in a rush.

“Boss Lu, you need something, don’t you?” The smile in Wu Chen’s voice grew heavier.

From the moment Lu Guangnian called, Wu Chen had known he had something to ask. Because ordinarily these past few days he should have been busy winning back his first love and his son. Where would he have found the time to thank anyone?

“This… brother…”

“Did Ma Huifang beat you out of the house? And Ma Jiawei won’t acknowledge you as his father either. Am I right?” Wu Chen asked.

“This… Brother, you really do know everything.” Lu Guangnian admitted it with a bitter laugh.

Wu Chen was silent a moment.

He had business today, and he had already made that call. Changing his plan on short notice… wasn’t impossible.

And for today’s business he would inevitably need to borrow Li Ruobing’s momentum to achieve a certain counterbalance.

And now Lu Guangnian had suddenly called.

So… if, while borrowing Li Ruobing’s momentum, he borrowed Lu Guangnian’s as well, the effect ought to be better still.

“All right. Where are we eating?” Wu Chen asked.

“Good, good, good. Then how about… Yuefu Tower? Is that convenient for you, brother?” Lu Guangnian asked.

“I’ll drive over now,” Wu Chen said.

“Excellent! Brother, what do you like to eat? I’ll have them start preparing—”

“Anything. What we eat isn’t the important part, is it…”

“Good, good, good. Then I’ll—”

They said another line or two and hung up.

At the intersection ahead Wu Chen changed course and headed for Yuefu Tower in West City.

A little over ten minutes later.

Wu Chen was still on the way to Yuefu Tower.

Ring, ring…

The phone again.

This time it was the man he had called just after coming downstairs, calling back.

“One hour from now. East side of the city. Tree Island Café.” The man’s low voice came straight out with it.

“Something came up. I’ll be there later,” Wu Chen said, and hung up.

Another ten-odd minutes.

Yuefu Tower Grand Hotel. Wu Chen parked, went in, and when he saw the hostess coming toward him said simply, “I have an appointment with Boss Lu.”

“Mr. Wu, is it? This way upstairs, please.”

He followed her up to the third floor, all the way to the door of the innermost private room, before she left. Not every hotel restaurant offered personal escort like this—but where Lu Guangnian hosted a meal could hardly be an ordinary place.

Wu Chen pushed the door open and went in.

There was more than Lu Guangnian in the room. Two of his assistants and bodyguards were there as well.

Nothing had formally been served on the large round table yet. Only tea.

“Brother, you’re here.” Seeing him come in, Lu Guangnian was on his feet at once, greeting him warmly, then gesturing to the others. “Go on.”

His bodyguards and assistants all left.

Lu Guangnian ushered Wu Chen warmly into a seat.

“Boss Lu, don’t be like this. You make it sound as though we’re strangers. Just say what you need to say…” Once he had sat down, Wu Chen glanced at him with a smile and asked, “So what’s the situation? No chance left at all?”

“Aiyo, brother, you have no idea. Look—look at my head…” The moment it came up Lu Guangnian grew agitated. He even smoothed his short hair aside and leaned over for Wu Chen to see.

There was an injury on his head. Not serious—about the size of a fingernail—but the scab was very dark and his hair was black, so you couldn’t see it without getting close.

“Your first love did that?” Wu Chen looked and asked.

“What else! She smashed things just to drive me out, and threw a teacup at me. That’s what the teacup did… You tell me, I was already lowering myself that far, and I—”

Then Lu Guangnian gripped his hand tightly. “Brother! You have to help me! Consider it this old brother begging you! We’re friends, aren’t we? With my relationship with Ah Tai and Ruobing, you can’t just watch me die without helping… right? Brother, if you can make that mother and son acknowledge me, from now on I’ll do anything you ask. Truly, brother…”