The driver quickly expressed his stance: "President, rest assured, I am absolutely sincere. I plan to catch the big fish behind them and let you know who is causing the trouble. If you are willing to give me this opportunity, I promise to make you satisfied."

Lan Zihua listened to the driver's words and felt a bit shaken inside. She thought about how her status with Lin Beichen wasn't stable, and she desperately needed to prove herself. If this driver could really help her uncover the truth, it would undoubtedly be a great help for her.

"Since you say so, I'm a bit interested. However, you must understand that I'm not someone who easily trusts others. If you dare to deceive me, you will bear the consequences," Lan Zihua said, with a hint of threat and warning in her tone.

The driver hurriedly expressed his stance: "President, rest assured, I would never dare deceive you. My gratitude towards you is like an unending river. Being able to be your driver is the blessing I've cultivated over several lifetimes. How could I possibly deceive you?"

Lan Zihua listened to the driver's flattering words and felt a bit pleased. But she remained vigilant, asking, "So tell me, where should we meet next? Give me a time and place, and I'll go there."

The driver glanced at the bald man beside him, seeing him nod slightly, he quickly said: "President, isn't there a Jiang Tower Hotel by the river? Let's meet there. It's crowded and should be relatively safe."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zihua couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why did the driver suddenly propose meeting in a crowded place? However, she quickly thought that perhaps the driver wanted to ease her mind, indicating he wouldn't dare harm her. Thinking of this, she nodded, "Alright, then Jiang Tower Hotel it is. But don't try to pull any tricks on me."

The driver quickly expressed his stance: "President, rest assured, I would never dare. Just wait for my good news." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the driver let out a long sigh of relief. He turned to look at the bald man beside him, saying fearfully, "Brother Bald, I've tricked Lan Zihua into coming. Now can you let me go?"

The bald man sneered coldly and said calmly, "Do you think things are that simple? Do you think you can easily escape my control? Let me tell you, you won't get away so easily this time. I'll be keeping an eye on you until the matter is successful."

Upon hearing those words, the driver was startled. He hadn't expected things to drag on for so long; he had intended to slip away quickly after deceiving Lan Zihua. But now it seems that this bald man wasn't so easy to deal with.

"Brother Bald, what do you mean by this? I... I've already done as you instructed," the driver said, stammering.

The bald man snorted coldly, "Do you think tricking Lan Zihua means you've succeeded? Let me tell you, things are far from simple. You now have to go to the hotel with me, and only after the matter is successful will I give you the money and allow you to leave."

Upon hearing this, the driver couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was truly unlucky to have encountered such a troublesome character. But now he had no other options and could only forge ahead with determination.

Meanwhile, over at Lan Zihua's side. After hanging up the phone, she began to contemplate. Although she was somewhat tempted by the driver's words, she wasn't someone who easily trusted others. She needed to plan carefully to ensure nothing unexpected would happen.

She paced around the room for two circles, then had a plan in mind. She decided to bring more people along, just in case. These bodyguards were carefully selected by her, each skilled. As long as they were around, she believed the driver wouldn't be able to cause trouble.

Thinking of this, she summoned her most trusted secretary. The secretary entered the room and respectfully asked, "President, did you need something?"

Lan Zihua glanced at the secretary and slowly said, "I'm going to meet the driver because he told me he has all the information about the mysterious organization behind them and wants to tell me everything."

Upon hearing this, the secretary was startled. She quickly stood up and said anxiously, "President, are you planning to meet him alone? That's too dangerous! You can't go without bringing someone with you!"

Looking at the secretary's anxious expression, Lan Zihua couldn't help but smile slightly. She waved her hand to signal the secretary to be calm, then said, "Do you really think I'm that foolish? How could I possibly go meet him without bringing anyone? However, I plan to have the bodyguards stay in a relatively concealed location on standby. If there's no problem, that's fine; if there's a problem, they'll immediately take action. I believe this way I should be safe."

Listening to Lan Zihua's plan, the secretary couldn't help but frown. She felt something was amiss, but couldn't pinpoint exactly what. She could only hope that Lan Zihua's plan would go smoothly without any mishaps.

She was just fulfilling her duty as a subordinate, helplessly speaking to Lan Zihua.

"President, do you think you should reconsider this matter?" she said with a tone of hesitation.

"I always feel there's something inexplicably wrong, but I can't quite articulate what exactly is amiss," the female secretary continued to advise earnestly.

At this moment, Lan Zihua was completely immersed in her grand vision. Hearing the secretary's words, she felt a surge of inexplicable displeasure.

Thus, Lan Zihua snorted coldly, looked sharply at the secretary, and said with some dissatisfaction in her tone, "You keep saying that, as if you're not taking me seriously at all. I know what I'm doing; just follow my arrangements."

"I previously gave you face, but you shouldn't take it for granted." Lan Zihua's words carried an unquestionable authority.

Hearing Lan Zihua say so, the secretary fell silent. Under these circumstances, she wouldn't say much, simply nodding her head helplessly and replying, "Since the president has decided, as a subordinate, I won't say more. I only hope for the president's safety."

Her expression contained a difficult-to-express bitterness. After all, they were once as close as sisters, but now faced such strict reprimands. She indeed felt some pain inside.

Looking at the secretary's appearance, Lan Zihua also felt a tinge of displeasure. She felt she may have been a bit excessive. So she slightly softened her tone and said to the secretary, "Sorry, I may have been too agitated just now, so I went overboard. Don't take it to heart."

As she spoke, Lan Zihua held the secretary's hand and gently tapped her cheek: "I apologize to you; I won't do it again. This month I'll give you two months' salary as compensation."

Upon hearing Lan Zihua say this, the secretary quickly waved her hand, eagerly saying, "Sister, it's not about the money; I'm worried about your safety. I really have a bad premonition; I'm afraid something dangerous might happen to you."

The female secretary continued awkwardly speaking; her attitude remained unchanged, delivering the same concerns. This left Lan Zihua feeling quite helpless. Didn't she understand the danger this implied? Didn't she realize the many troubles this could bring? But given the current situation, it seemed she had no choice.

Thus, Lan Zihua thought it over and earnestly said to the secretary, "I have a rather troublesome matter now, and I'd like to entrust it to you. I think you can help me, my sister."

Listening to Lan Zihua's words, the secretary's expression changed. She then resolutely said, "Go ahead, as long as it's within my ability, I'll definitely do my best to help you."