Outside the gate of Yuanhuai Villa, Cao Yunbo had already left, replaced by her usual luxury car. Gan Tang got into the car and saw a familiar face.
The face she once relied on most had now become the face she loathed most. But after all, it was their first meeting since their parting in Lu Zhengqian's office. Gan Tang held back and said, "Congratulations!"
"Congratulations?" Mo Huaixing turned around in confusion.
Gan Tang sneered: "Fu Shaojie already said that you are now the head of the Green Dragon Gang, which is higher than his position."
Mo Huaixing was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, "I must thank you for your guidance, Miss!"
"No need, it has nothing to do with me." Gan Tang suddenly became angry.
Once Gan Tang had calmed down, Mo Huaixing handed her a brochure. "Chu Jiahe will be giving a presentation at Jinhai University today. Miss, please take a look at his presentation. You just need to listen attentively in the auditorium; you don't need to meet him. If he notices you, you can say that you are conducting a thorough background check for the project."
"Why?" If we're not going to meet, what's the point of listening to his lecture?
Mo Huaixing explained, "The chairman said that Chu Jiahe grew up in an environment where he was pampered by everyone, but everyone who approached him was subservient to his family background. All his talents and abilities were overshadowed by his family background. Therefore, women who admire his talents are particularly attractive to him. And university is the place where feelings are most likely to develop."
No wonder he treated me a little differently last night.
Gan Tang sneered: "So, you'll definitely let him find out that I went!"
"Yes!" Mo Huaixing nodded.
"Then hurry up and leave. If you delay important matters, can you take responsibility?" Gan Tang felt inexplicably annoyed by his lackey-like behavior.
Things went very smoothly. In the auditorium, Chu Jiahe stood on the podium and saw Gan Tang at first glance, without needing any prompting.
The sight of the little girl sitting in the audience, diligently taking notes, once again touched the softest part of his heart.
When Chu Jiahe wanted to find Gan Tang after the speech, Gan Tang had already left, leaving only the small booklet with Gan Tang's notes on the seat.
Nothing stirs the soul more deeply than a notebook filled with personal insights, especially in the quiet of the night. Moreover, the annotations within are drawn from the speaker's most prized research.
But when everything goes too smoothly, some people panic.
Inside the opulent villa, photos of women hung everywhere: some kneeling and begging for mercy, some with disheveled clothes, some covered in blood, but most were completely naked.
Every face in the above images can be found in various movies and TV series.
Where all the photos, with their infatuated or pitying gazes, converge, is a huge bed, made of pure gold.
He Zhong sat on a thin woman and slapped her cheeks menacingly.
"You trash-hunting bumpkin, how dare you rip me off like this? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"Slap, slap, slap..."
Slap after slap.
The woman lay on the bed, her cheeks already badly ulcerated, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, barely bubbling weakly: "Dad... Dad, spare me, spare me..."
The woman was Xiaoya, the woman of the Indian man who was executed.
She didn't know why her dutiful service to him had resulted in such a brutal beating. Her eyes were filled with helpless pleas and a numb expression of extreme pain.
But in He Zhong's eyes, it was the thrill of being in control of everything.
The phone rang, and He Zhong lowered his waving hand to answer it.
Xiaoya knelt on the bed, her hands trembling as she reached out to remove his clothes. She prayed that in his pleasure, he would forget the beating he had inflicted upon her.
With a thud, He Zhong kicked Xiaoya off the bed. "Go open the door for Dayong."
"yes!"
Xiaoya picked up her clothes from the floor and staggered towards the door. Not only was her face injured, but her body was also covered in bruises and welts. After running out of the bedroom, her legs gave way, and she tumbled down the stairs.
But she didn't dare to delay and crawled to open the door.
Yu Dayong walked in, glanced at the woman huddled at the door as usual, and went straight to He Zhong's room, but left a bottle of painkillers on the ground.
"Fourth Master, Chu Jiahe personally came to the Lu Group to sign the power supply contract for the deserted island with Miss. He also invited Miss out to dinner alone." Yu Dayong reported the news while standing in front of the bed.
"Hmph!" He Zhong had already anticipated the outcome. After venting his anger, he calmed down and said sarcastically, "I really underestimated my elder brother's ambition."
He originally thought that the Chu Group looked down on the Lu family and that Lu Zhengqian was just delusional, but he didn't expect that Chu Jiahe really treated Lu Xintang differently.
Yu Dayong didn't understand why He Zhong was so angry, and asked, "Fourth Master, isn't a marriage between the Lu Group and the Chu Group a good thing?"
"Great news! If Lu Xintang really marries Chu Jiahe, will I still have any say in the Lu Group?"
Before, there was only one Fu Cheng, and at worst, there would be another useless Fu Shaojie. But now, two more forces have appeared out of nowhere, which is giving him a headache.
He Zhong gritted his teeth in hatred: "And that guy surnamed Mo, I thought he wanted to rise to power himself, and I was happy to see him and Fu Cheng killing each other. I never expected that Fu Yuanshan was plotting against me. He was determined to let Fu Cheng expand his legitimate business, but he didn't want me to dominate the underworld and short his business, so he brought up Mo Huaixing to disgust me."
Yu Dayong comforted He Zhong: "Mr. Fu hasn't let Mo Huaixing come into contact with drugs yet."
"That's only a matter of time!" He Zhong looked at Yu Dayong and said, "Go and call Cao Yunbo here."
"Him?" Yu Dayong looked disgusted. "A short-sighted piece of trash."
“Trash is perfect for disgusting people.” He Zhong narrowed his small, pea-sized eyes: “I don’t believe the Chu family would want a promiscuous daughter-in-law.”
...
The smoky, chaotic nightclubs, filled with singing and dancing, were incredibly irritating.
In a quieter corner, Yu Dayong poured glasses of wine for Cao Yunbo, who was drinking heartbrokenly.
Cao Yunbo sobbed, "Brother Yu, why is this woman so difficult? I've almost spent all the money you lent me, and she won't even buy me a piece of clothing. Now, I can't even see her anymore."
At this point, Cao Yunbo suddenly sobered up and said, "Brother Yu, don't worry. The young lady of the Lu Group has plenty of money. I can definitely repay you double."
"We're all brothers, no rush!" Yu Dayong patted Cao Yunbo and urged, "Once you get a woman into bed, she won't listen to you, will she?"
"No, no!" Cao Yunbo waved his hand. "She's old-fashioned and won't let me touch her until we're married. If I make her angry again, I'll really have nothing left."
"You're really useless!" Yu Dayong rolled his eyes in disgust, but he didn't try to persuade him any further. He snapped his fingers. Two hot women wearing crop tops pressed themselves against Cao Yunbo from either side.
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