Chapter 317 The boss behind the stage

He did not expect that he encountered these bad things when he just took office. Was there anyone who was not convinced and wanted to make him fall?

Nan Zhentian clenched his fists and hit on the desk heavily.

His sharp black eyes were filled with fierceness, with his beard shaking. He was obviously in his towering rage.

“Sir, an order was issued from the superior, asking you to find a way to get the monopoly right back.”

“I see.” Nan Zhentian waved his hand impatiently.

But now the supply of oil was monopolized totally, and he did not even know the price of oil. How could he get the monopoly right back?

The fire of war kept burning on the border, and the shortage of weapons was urgent. What he wanted was to monopolize the supply of oil, and then sell it to arms dealers in a high price, so that Country A could make profits from it. But now, his partners almost all ended the cooperation with him.

Nan Zhentian could do nothing.

The telephone rang. Nan Zhentian answered it.

“Sir, there is someone waiting for you. He didn’t say his name, and just said you knew each other before.”

Nan Zhentian said angrily when he heard this, “Just let him come here another day! I’m in no mood to receive him.”

“But he said he wanted to talk with you about the monopoly of oil.”

Nan Zhentian was a little stunned, “Let him in.”

Nan Zhentian put on his casuals and slowly went downstairs. A man in ordinary clothes was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The man was about 60 years old, with a serious face and a little familiarity.

Nan Zhentian stopped, and looked straight at the man.

“You all get out.”

His subordinates and adjutants all left. There was only Nan Zhentian and the man in the living room, which was as luxurious as a palace.

“Sir, may I ask who sent you here?” Nan Zhentian lowered his voice, and asked the man sitting opposite.

The man smiled, and then took off his glasses, “Sir, you really forget me?”

Nan Zhentian shook his head slowly, pretending not to recognize him.

“I’m Meng Zuo, Ni Yuan.”

Nan Zhentian’s face changed, and he looked at Meng Zuo, “Who is Ni Yuan? I’m the general of Country A, Nan Zhentian.”

“You don’t need to pretend anymore. It’s so boring. Even if you become Bei Zhentian or Xi Zhentian, I can still recognize you.” Meng Zuo said casually.

Nan Zhentian knew that he was recognized, then he changed his attitude, “General Meng, I’m compelled to do so. Please don’t reveal it to others. Everything I’ve done is for the sake of Ni’s Family. When I make something of myself, I’ll redress the grievance of Ni’s Family.” He said it firmly.

“Ni Yuan, I don’t know what you said is true or not. But I know that you’re determined to distinguish yourself. So, I come here to give you some advice.” Meng Zuo smiled.

Nan Zhentian looked at Meng Zuo with puzzlement and a bit of distrust.

“It’s the boss behind me who monopolized the supply of oil. If you want to get the monopoly right back from him, you must cooperate with us. You don’t need to ask Monte’s Family for help, because they have cooperated with my boss.”

“Who’s the boss behind you?” Nan Zhentian was a little nervous.

He thought that no one else had such power to monopolize the oil economy except his brother, Ni Feng.

But Ni Feng had died several decades ago. It couldn’t be him.

Wasn’t there another son of Ni Feng? His most appealing son Ye Sichen had already dead…

“I can’t tell you anything about my boss before you decide to meet with him.” Said Meng Zuo.

Meng Zuo stood up, “This is my business card. My phone number is on it. If you really want to meet with him, you can call me.”

Nan Zhentian looked at the phone number. His eyes twitched a little.

Meng Zuo had always been loyal to Ni Feng and his family, and even after Ni Feng died, he was determined to guard Ni Feng’s tomb. Why did he suddenly work for another boss?

Nan Zhentian suspected extremely that this boss must have some connection with Ni’s Family.

If the boss was not Ni Feng, or his son Ye Sichen, then who was he? Maybe the boss was Ni Feng’s wife?

At the thought of Ni Feng’s wife, Nan Zhentian felt stressed.

It was said that she was still alive. Maybe she was the boss?

It was better to connect with the Allies as soon as possible to eradicate them all.

“Are you thinking of how to eradicate me?” Meng Zuo said half casually and half seriously, “But you’d better consider it carefully. You see, if I die here, my boss will make sure that you will never get the monopoly right.”

Meng Zuo left steadily after saying that.

Hearing his words, Nan Zhentian gave up that idea to eradicate them immediately. He sent Meng Zuo out in person, and promised to meet the boss he mentioned.

After Meng Zuo left far away, Nan Zhentian immediately sent his subordinates to follow him.

“Sir, Meng Zuo went to the suburb, meeting with a man and a woman, but they wore glasses. I couldn’t see their faces.” The subordinate handed Nan Zhentian some pictures that he’d taken secretly.

Nan Zhentian looked at the pictures.

There was a couple of man and woman. The man was thin, and the woman was slim. The man had a bushy beard, wearing a black robe. He looked like much older than the woman who was wearing a black suit and holding the man. Her wheat-colored face looked healthy.

Nan Zhentian thought for a long time but could not recognize whom the man was. He had never seen the man in the business circles.

On the second picture, the man and woman were getting on a car. And on the third one, they were entering the house of Monte’s Family.

They didn’t seem like ordinary people.

Nan Zhentian seized the pictures, and his eyes twitched slightly.

No wonder Monte’s Family cancelled the cooperation with him. There were new collaborators!

He must find a way to take back the monopoly right. He would not go to see the boss that Meng Zuo mentioned, but found another way.

Immediately, Nan Zhentian met with the heads of several major families in oil industry, and claimed that he would buy oil at a price twice as high as the opponents.

However, these companies did not agree because the price he would pay was too low. Nan Zhentian had to triple the price reluctantly.

But the price still could not satisfy them.

It was hard to think what large of money that so-called boss had thrown to monopolize oil. Nan Zhentian did not dare to raise the price. Half a month later, he finally had no choice but contacted with Meng Zuo in person.

Meng Zuo readily agreed to meet with him, and promised to take him to see the boss.

Nan Zhentian was taken to a quiet and peaceful villa in the suburb. Everything there was strange to him, so he was nervous. But in order to show his will and spirit, he wore an august look.

There were few guards in the villa, neither were servants. Only three little girls were swinging in the garden. Two of them were at the same age, and the other was a little younger, about two or three years old.

“Ruirui, come to me and have some water.” A dark-skinned woman took a bottle of water, walked to the youngest girl, and hugged the girl named Ruirui, feeding water to her.

“Mom, I’m thirsty, too.”

Huahua got off the swing as well, and ran to the woman.

The woman then fed her another daughter patiently.

She raised her head and happened to see Nan Zhentian. She looked at him for a few seconds, and then smiled politely.

Nan Zhentian then was taken by Meng Zuo to the living room. They passed through the living room and entered a quiet study.

“Mr. Cong, here he is.”

Ye Sichen turned his office chair to face Nan Zhentian.

His eyes were sharp as knives, making people frightened.

Nan Zhentian looked at the man in front of him: he was thin but competent. His hair was white but there was no sign of weakness in him. Contrarily, he looked more and more keen and alert, which made him prominent.

Nan Zhentian certainly did not expect that the man in front of him was Ye Sichen, who was said to have died a few days ago. Now he disguised himself as a middle-aged man. Nan Zhentian did not recognize him at all.

Ye Sichen changed his name to Cong Shen, and Xia Nuan was Mrs. Cong.

“General Nan, nice to meet you.” Ye Sichen held his hands.

Nan Zhentian smiled, “Mr. Cong, nice to meet you, too.”

After a few minutes of greetings, they started to talk about the current affairs－Country A was controlled by the Allies.

In the end, they turned the topic to the monopoly right of oil.

Nan Zhentian got right to the point, “Oil business is the lifeline of Country A’s economy. If oil is monopolized, how do we develop the national economy? The reason I came here is simple. I hope you can withdraw from it.”

Ye Sichen smiled softly, “Only an idiot will give up the chance of making money. Now that I have the monopoly right, I must do something extraordinary. And my price is reasonable.”

“The monopoly right belongs to Country A, not you.”

“But I’ve got the support from the major families in this industry. They’re willing to cooperate with me and sell oil to me. That is a truth you can’t deny.”

“What do you want from me?” Nan Zhentian asked coldly.

Ye Sichen played with a pen skillfully, and said slowly, “Well, I just want one thing－the tape that was once sealed.”

“A tape?” Nan Zhentian stood up at once, and looked Ye Sichen up and down, “Who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am. What’s important is that if you don’t get the monopoly right, you will lose your status.”

“I don’t know what tape you are talking about.”

“Why’re you pretending to be a fool, Ni Yuan?” Meng Zuo went out suddenly, taking a gun in his hand, aiming at Nan Zhentian’s head.

Nan Zhentian was startled, like being attacked at a vital point, stood without a movement, “Meng Zuo, what’re you going to do?”

“What am I going to do? You know it clearly. I want to revenge the dead President Ni. According to our investigation, you have a tape with you. And the tape can prove President Ni’s innocence!” Meng Zuo said resentfully.