The moment Jiang Xiaocai learned that Wang Yi was his long-lost cousin, his heart was like a boulder dropped into a deep pool, rippling with complex, inscrutable waves. A chorus of emotions washed over him like a surging tide. On the one hand, this unexpected bond of kinship, like the warm sun on a winter's day, filled him with an indescribable joy and warmth. It felt like finding a long-lost friend after a long and lonely journey through countless trials and tribulations. He was no longer alone, his heart had found support, his soul had found a home. On the other hand, he was filled with deep anxiety about the numerous challenges that lay ahead. After all, toppling the Wang family, the factory director with deep roots and complex influence in the sugar industry, was no easy task, like an ant trying to shake a towering tree. The difficulty was self-evident.
"Cousin, you've lived in the Wang family for so long. Have you noticed any unusual clues?" Jiang Xiaocai sat at an antique table, his mind completely elsewhere. His fingers subconsciously fiddled with the abacus, the crisp clink of beads echoing in the silent room, as if he were anxiously searching for answers. His eyes revealed a hint of eagerness and anticipation as he stared intently at Wang Yi, as if hoping to glean some hidden secret from his expression.
Wang Yi frowned slightly, lost in deep thought. His furrowed brow seemed to contain countless doubts and puzzles. After a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice heavy with gravity. "I've always felt there were a lot of quirks in my father's business operations. The sugar he sells is incredibly cheap, yet the quality remains uncompromised. According to normal business logic and cost accounting, such pricing is practically unprofitable. Furthermore, he frequently associates with mysterious figures whose whereabouts are elusive. Every time they meet, my father deliberately avoids me. This deliberate avoidance, as if hiding a shameful secret, makes me suspicious."
"Mysterious people?" Jiang Xiaocai's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had caught a faint but hopeful glimmer in the inky darkness. A strong premonition surged in his heart, and he excitedly said, "This could very well be the key to solving the entire mystery! We must do everything we can to uncover the true identities of these mysterious people and what they and your father are secretly plotting. This may be the key to uncovering the truth."
The two men were absorbed in discussing countermeasures, their expressions so focused that it seemed as if the only thing in the world was them and this urgent mystery. Just then, Young Marquis Su stormed in like a gust of wind. Even before he arrived, his voice echoed through the room: "I heard you're planning a thorough investigation of the Wang family? Count me in! I want to see who's so audacious as to bully my nephew!" His resounding voice was filled with indignation and righteousness.
"Uncle, you absolutely must not act rashly on this matter." Jiang Xiaocai hurried forward, extending his hands to stop Young Marquis Su, his expression grave. He knew the complexity of the matter well, and he couldn't let a momentary impulse ruin the whole thing. He spoke earnestly, "We must devise a thorough, detailed, and foolproof plan. We must not act rashly, or else we'll alert the enemy and put them on guard. The subsequent investigation will become even more difficult, and all our previous efforts may be wasted."
At that moment, Nianli and Su Qingyao also hurried over. Nianli clutched a stack of account books tightly in her hands, as if carrying the heavy responsibility of uncovering the truth. Her expression was as heavy as ice, revealing an unsettling seriousness. She said, "I sent someone to carefully investigate the Wang family's business transactions over the years. The results were shocking. They discovered frequent and substantial transactions with the Black Wind Gang in the south of the city. I'm afraid the relationship is not simple."
"The Black Wind Gang?" Wang Yi's face suddenly turned pale upon hearing this, as if shrouded in a haze. A flicker of panic and deep doubt flashed across his eyes, as if he had heard a terrible curse. He said in disbelief, "That's a notorious gang in Beijing. They're known for their arrogance, recklessness, and unscrupulous behavior. How could my father be involved with them? It's truly unbelievable."
Su Qingyao rolled her eyes in disdain, her gaze filled with contempt for the Black Wind Gang and a firm belief in the truth. She said firmly, "What other reason could there be? They must be using these unfair means to suppress their competitors, thereby consolidating their position in the sugar industry and gaining greater profits. This method is truly despicable."
Jiang Xiaocai slammed his hand on the table. The crisp sound seemed to signal his sudden enlightenment. He said, "I understand! My cousin's sugar factory, on the surface, operates under the guise of small profits but quick turnover, seemingly to pass on profits to consumers, but in reality, they are colluding with the Black Wind Gang. They use despicable tactics like threats and intimidation to force other sugar merchants to withdraw from the market, thereby achieving their goal of monopolizing the market and manipulating the entire sugar industry at their fingertips."
"This is simply too much!" Young Marquis Su's face flushed red with rage, like a ripe tomato or a volcano about to erupt. His eyes widened with rage, and he roared, "I'm leading my men now to smash their lair to pieces! Let them know there's a heavy price to pay for bullying my nephew! They dare to act so recklessly, and I won't let them off so easily!"
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