The Mafia King's First Love

Chapter 566 The Mafia King consoles his subordinate

Jiang Zhen slowly sat back on his couch. He tilted his head, all the scenarios running in his mind with a different perspective.

Shen Yang…really you…

His gaze turned frighteningly cold. His most loyal aide was showing his back to him and getting too ambitious.

He angrily laughed. "Quite ambitious huh?"

Chang Fang nodded. "He always was. When we worked under Jiang Wei, he rose to the ranks of Chief of the security forces too quickly. He squashed all his competition like bugs, and he dictated all the gangs under him. It seemed like he loved being at the top."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at him. "I want you to take charge of handling the subjects which Jiming gives to us. I don't fucking want that bastard to steal anymore subjects."

Chang Fang gasped. "M-Me?"

"Who else am I talking to? I want to kill Shen Yang right away, and I can if I want to," he sneered. "But I need him alive until we secure all the clones that he has. And then I will torture him myself. I will show him who the real Boss is and what it means to…betray me."

Chang Fang lowered his gaze with a shiver passing down his neck. "Y-Yes Boss! But won't he be suspicious if you remove him from the duty?"

He hissed. "I know what I am doing. Are you questioning me!? Do you think I didn't notice that?"

"A-apologies Boss!"

"Get out! I don't care how but find out where Shen Yang has kept the stolen subjects and retrieve them. My hands…my hands are itching to use my knife on him. Li Dong, Charles everyone! Fuckers trying to corner me," he laughed. "But I won't let them. Jiang Zhen can never lose!"

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Chang Fang stepped out of Jiang Zhen's room. He took a deep breath and exhaled. Not showing any expression on his face, he casually went to his quarters where he lived.

He shut the door and from beneath the bed linens, he took out a small mobile, carefully hidden from anybody's sight.

He dialled a number, and Wei's familiar voice came. "Hm."

Tears pooled in his eyes, and he burst into tears. "Boss!" He exclaimed in a hushed tone. "Boss, I miss you! I hate calling that bastard my Boss!"

He knelt on the floor and bowed his head till he touched it on the ground. "Please forgive me, Boss! When we talked about you, I had to address you as Jiang Wei," the tears flushed harder, "Such a sin to address you by your name!"

"It's al-"

"I should die! I don't deserve to live anymore," he sobbed, "You are my Boss, but I have to call that bastard my Boss. Boss, it bleeds my heart."

"You don't-"

"For this blasphemy, you can slice off my neck! I will gladly give up my life for this sin!"

Silence.

Chang Fang kept crying and sniffling as he babbled to Wei about how horrible he felt for taking his name.

Finally after a long time, Wei spoke, "Chang Fang."

His back straightened up in respect and fear. His gaze blurred. "Boss, your voice sounds so displeased! You are definitely mad at me for such disrespect, right? The offense that I have committed!"

On the other hand, Wei was at a loss. His subordinate kept crying, and he had no idea why. He pursed his lips, not knowing what to do. Chang Fang wasn't letting him speak at all.

He remembered all those times when Lihua consoled people as they cried too much.

"There, there," he said in a soft voice. "Don't cry."

Chang Fang stumbled and fell. His mouth opened wide in shock, listening to his Boss's consoling. He shuddered, imagining as if Wei was patting his head.

At that moment, Chang Fang felt as if he received enlightenment.

Tears gushed out like a dam out of his eyes. "Boooooooosssss!!!"

Wei stiffened and crinkled his beautiful brows.

This was supposed to work. It always does when Lihua does it. Why is he crying even more now?

The Mafia King came to a conclusion.

After all, Lihua is the best. I can never match up to my wife, he sincerely nodded to himself.

Chang Fang wiped his tears. Wei's gentle voice was like music to his ears.

I can die now. I have no regrets even if I die now!

Wei asked, "What is it that you called me for?"

He immediately switched to his subordinate mode and reported his conversation with Jiang Zhen.

"I see."

He beamed. "Yes, Boss! Everything is going as planned!"

"Hm. I know what to do," his voice turned icier, "Charles is already on it. The news will reach his ears very soon."

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"Boss! It's terrible!"

Chang Fang and Shen Yang came to deliver the news. Jiang Zhen snapped at them. He narrowed his eyes at Shen Yang. "What is it?"

Shen Yang bowed. "Boss. Three of our major drug dealers have been arrested."

"What!?" Jiang Zhen sprung on his feet in shock.

Chang Fang nodded hard. "It's not just that. There is a whole revolution that has started against drug consumption ever since Miss. Lihua gave that interview. The locations of the small bases here and there and the identity of drug peddlers are getting leaked by the customers themselves! You can check social media. The revolution has gone viral like crazy! The bases are being raided, and now three of our major supply chains have broken down!"

"Don't fuck with me! As if Lihua and her nonsense campaign can even budge our supply chains!"

Shen Yang added to that. "Madam Lihua's revolution is fueling the fire, but there is someone else who is pulling the strings behind it."

"Who would dare?"

"Charles Millers."

He froze.

Chang Fang urgently continued. "Naturally, we looked into it as soon as possible. In just a matter of one night, three big bases got in the police's hands. After much digging, we found that Charles had anonymously given the tip of those locations!"