Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: Chapter 91 I Suspect You’re Carrying Several Cases (Please Subscribe) (2/2)

Shh…

Lin Chuan had been in and out of the police station quite a few times recently, but this was his first time seeing the white shirt.

White shirts were generally reserved for the level of a police chief.

Lin Chuan started to wonder.

The chief himself coming out to meet me… This partnership must be pretty high-level.

Just then, Director Zhang Biao in his white shirt, came forward with a beaming smile and extended his hand, “I didn’t expect Comrade Lin to be so young, truly a case of a hero being a youth!”

Xia Qingqing timely introduced, “This is our police station’s Director Zhang.”

Lin Chuan shook hands with Zhang Biao: “Director Zhang, you’re too kind.”

“Haha…”

Zhang Biao’s face was affable with a warm smile, exhibiting no air of superiority: “Comrade Lin is being modest. You are a hero not only in Anling but throughout the whole Han River region. Come, let’s go to the conference room.”

“It’s just a small contribution, nothing worth mentioning,” Lin Chuan said, smiling.

“What a modest contribution, please follow me.”

Zhang Biao lead the way to the conference room with a grin.

“Lin, I hear you’re also a novelist,” Zhang Biao said, walking briskly and making small talk.

Lin Chuan nodded: “Yes, my main job is writing novels.”

“Not bad, not bad at all. You’re multitalented. Even an old man like me feels behind the times compared to you young folks,” Zhang Biao laughed. “Actually, I’ve been following your novels.”

Hmm?

Lin Chuan was momentarily taken aback, his expression subtly shifting.

Director Zhang, I hope you’re just a follower and not harboring any other ideas.

Otherwise, given your position, if you decided to take me away, it would be much harder for me to complain about injustice.

At that moment.

Dressed in the white shirt, Zhang Biao continued with a laugh: “Lin, I’ve been reading a few of your novels. Your grasp on crime themes is really spot on, especially ‘This Assassin Is Too Professional.’ The assassin’s skills are so professional that I began to suspect you’ve got a few cases under your belt.”

Lin Chuan’s mouth twitched.

Chief, are you making small talk or trying to trip me up?

After a thought, Lin Chuan defensively said: “Director Zhang, I actually write crime scenes from a special perspective to dissuade readers from going down the path of crime.”

Xia Qingqing, at his side, laughed and interjected: “Lin Chuan, actually, Director Zhang is one of your readers, he’s subscribed to several of your books.”

Subscribed?

Lin Chuan was slightly surprised, but then his ‘author’s instinct’ kicked in. He raised an eyebrow and smiled: “Thank you for the support, Director Zhang!”

A true fan indeed!

Zhang Biao chuckled, giving Lin Chuan a thumbs up: “‘This Assassin Is Too Professional,’ I’m still studying it. It’s quite impressive!”

Lin Chuan smiled and modestly said: “I’m simply doing my small part. The real impresarios are our comrades in the police.”

“Hahaha.”

Everyone laughed, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Throughout the walk, no one mentioned anything about hackers.

But everyone was well aware.

The seemingly very young man before them was the ‘God of Hackers’.

It was precisely for this reason that Anling Police decided to work with his studio.

Once in the conference room, both parties sat down opposite each other.

Zhang Xinxin, still a college student, was understandably nervous around someone with such a strong presence as the white-shirted chief, so she obediently sat down next to Lin Chuan.

Actually, Lin Chuan was somewhat nervous as well.

Who wouldn’t be nervous under normal circumstances?

However, Lin Chuan had experienced quite a lot in life, and though he did not exude an air of aged wisdom, he had honed a certain maturity of spirit. Plus, having successfully dealt with AW, he was able to meet Zhang Biao without feeling inferior or overawed.

Strength was the source of confidence.

In the conference room, both sides began discussing the partnership, with a strong intent to cooperate, so the talks proceeded smoothly.

The main agreement was for the 720 Studio to provide cyber security services to the Anling Police and necessary emergency technical support when needed.

Possibly because both parties feared a change of mind, a preliminary partnership agreement was swiftly signed.

As for the subsequent details, such as service fees, these would be further negotiated, principally with Zhang Xinxin liaising with the financial personnel of the police station.

Lin Chuan knew that the Anling Police had now firmly tied him to their ship.

Which was fine with him.

720 Studio would soon make a name for itself, with more internet cafés and companies seeking to partner with him.

“Comrade Lin, your studio isn’t very large yet, is it?” Zhang Biao inquired.

Lin Chuan nodded: “Right, it’s not very big.”

“Then there’s much room for growth. Anling is now looking to build a strong cyber security front, and we’re counting on top tech talents like you,” Zhang Biao said cheerfully.

“Thanks for the praise, Director Zhang,” Lin Chuan responded as his eyebrows lifted.

Lin Chuan grasped the implicit message in Chief Zhang Biao’s words.

That’s right, the studio was gaining recognition, but it was too small-scale with only him, Zhang Xinxin, and Li Qing, insufficient for partnerships with more companies.

It was time to expand.

More significant collaborations were in the making.

Zhang Biao waved his hand dismissively and chuckled, “Comrade Lin, you are now Han River’s premier ‘Red Hat,’ a top computer technician who can also conduct criminal investigations, and you are a novelist to boot. Such promise at a young age!”

He didn’t hide his admiration for Lin Chuan.

My goodness.

If Lin Chuan hadn’t come through in a dire situation, who knows if he, Zhang Biao, could still be so jovial now, or if he would even be wearing that white shirt.

“Comrade Lin Chuan is also skilled in anti-fraud,” Xia Qingqing added.

Anti-fraud?

Everyone was taken aback.

“Comrade Lin, you’re versed in anti-fraud too?” Curiosity flickered across Zhang Biao’s face as he turned to Lin Chuan.

Along the border area of Han River, Anling had its fair share of fraud cases.

Because of this, Zhang Biao had always been looking for ways to reduce, even eliminate, instances of fraud, though with little success.

Today, hearing that Lin Chuan was also knowledgeable in anti-fraud tactics, Zhang Biao’s interest was piqued.

Perhaps the young man had some fresh ideas?

“I only have a basic understanding,” Lin Chuan said modestly.