Chapter 106: The jinx Fang Qingzhuo is so sacred that he cannot be desecrated. He said...
The sky was high and the clouds were light. Fang Qingzhuo stood in front of the glass window on the 66th floor, overlooking the rights protection group that was growing day by day below the building, and quietly listened to the silent demonstration of human beings as tiny as ants.
The beneficiaries bear all the blame, but they don’t realize that they, who are on the 66th floor, are just pawns at the mercy of the blueprint above their heads.
Tang Yan, standing beside him, simultaneously reported on the auction results for the land in the west of the city. "Mr. Fang, Jiangrun is the top bidder with a 48.3% premium. Judging from the current situation, we have no advantage."
He handed Fang Qingzhuo a string of numbers on a tablet. "This is the current calculated land price and taxes. The end result will be a complete loss. So, I suggest you give up the second round of bidding."
Under Tang Yan's almost persuasive gaze, Fang Qingzhuo finally nodded and agreed to his suggestion.
Yike is currently embroiled in a scandal and is already in a difficult situation. It is doomed to miss out on the land.
After Tang Yan left, Fang Qingzhuo stared at the tall buildings rising from the ground in the distance for a long time, until the continuous vibration of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
When the call was connected, it was Song Shijin's voice: "I'm on my way here, don't act rashly."
"Is there no clear news about resuming work?"
There was a brief silence of two seconds on the other end, as if they were carefully considering their words. "The higher-ups probably want to use this as an opportunity to clean up the housing market and make an example of someone."
Fang Qingzhuo scoffed, feeling absurd. "Killing a chicken that doesn't match the product and is engaged in false advertising to scare the monkey that's causing havoc in Heaven? Ha, it really is like a cat and a mouse sleeping together."
"This is just walking into a trap." Song Shijin said helplessly, "A man of integrity has nothing to fear. We can hold on a little longer. We can get results in as little as three days."
"Three days?" Fang Qingzhuo's brow furrowed slightly. "We can wait three days, but the security guards and buyers downstairs can't. Other real estate developers have been trying to make things difficult for us recently. Maybe one of their people downstairs is fanning the flames."
Song Shijin knew that he was not the type to sit still and wait for death: "Let me be frank with you, you must inform me before you do anything."
"Why? Was it my dad's order again?" Fang Qingzhuo asked instead of answering.
Song Shijin avoided the main point: "Tell me first what you want to do?"
Fang Qingzhuo: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. I will go after whoever started it."
"What are you going to do?" Song Shijin asked again.
The whistle continued to beep in the receiver, and Fang Qingzhuo moved away. "He has a plan, but I have a way out. I want to see which bank dares to lend him money at a 48.3% premium."
Song Shijin instantly realized what he was thinking: "Azhuo, Yike and Jiangrun have always kept to themselves. I'm sure my cousin won't want you to cause too much trouble when he comes back."
"Mind your own business?" Fang Qingzhuo's face was reflected in the reflective French window, his expression ferocious. "Now it's Shen Qianshu who's riding on my head, leaving me no chance of survival."
"Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face."
"Whose face are you looking at?"
"The Lin family." Song Shijin no longer needed to hide it. "You've always been curious about how your father and Shen Qianfan met, haven't you? Because of the grudges of the previous generation, your father has always felt that he owed Lin Yinman and believed that he was partly responsible for the Lin family being swallowed up by Shen Guanghan. Back then, when Shen Qianfan was forced into a desperate situation, it was your father who helped him. You and Shen Qianshu have a personal grudge that no one else can interfere with, but if you want to touch Jiang Run, your father will be the first to disagree."
From beginning to end, Fang Qingzhuo's jawline was very straight. As soon as Song Shijin finished speaking, he hung up the phone and smashed his angry fist on the window in front of him without saying a word. His chest heaved up and down, and his eyes stared at the mirror, where he saw himself almost going crazy. Then he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and his brain replayed the past in a hurry. When he raised his face again, his emotions were completely under control.
I took out my phone and swiped the screen a few times, and then the quiet office was filled with a beep, indicating that I was waiting to answer the call.
After the sixteenth beep, the other party answered the phone unhurriedly. A pleasant voice revealed a hint of reluctance: "This surrender call came sooner than I expected."
Fang Qingzhuo practically gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "Who said I gave up?"
"Oh, that means begging for mercy."
Without even having to guess, Fang Qingzhuo could imagine Shen Qianshu's smug expression at this moment: "To cut a long story short, I won't fight for the land anymore. At the same time, I want to remind you of a truth: when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman profits. Don't use your brother's hard work to pay for your own impulsive behavior. You and I both know that the land in the west of the city is not worth that price at all."
"If you instigated Li Subaru to throw dirty water again, I won't pursue the matter."
"You don't plan to pursue the matter?" Shen Qianshu smiled. "Fang Qingzhuo, the investigation results haven't come out yet. Aren't you being too confident?"
Fang Qingzhuo sneered, "Why haven't you come out yet? Don't you have any idea what's going on? I don't know what you and Li Subaru have reached in private, but you don't really think we have no remedial measures for him doing something unscrupulous right under our noses?"
"Anyway, I'm calling you to tell you that I accept this loss. I welcome healthy competition, and I'm not afraid of malicious competition either. If you insist on fighting me to the death, I have plenty of ways to cut off your subsequent funding chain."
After a long time, Shen Qianshu spoke again: "What about Luo Shu?"
Unexpectedly, Fang Qingzhuo, who had been calm before, suddenly exploded, his voice rising several degrees: "Chen Qianshu, you are doing this on purpose, aren't you? It's not enough to have Luo Shu, you still want to show off to me. It feels good to stab me in the heart, right? I already said I won't argue anymore, how many times do you want me to say it?"
"Fuck, how dare you yell at me? When did Luo Shu become mine, huh? When did Luo Shu become mine?" Shen Qianshu was not willing to be outdone after being yelled at for no reason.
There was no point in talking, so Fang Qingzhuo simply hung up the phone. A second before the call was disconnected, Shen Qianshu was still insisting on greeting his family.
Feeling frustrated and having no place to vent, Fang Qingzhuo simply put on his coat and went downstairs.
Outside, Tang Yan, absorbed in dealing with a supplier, felt a shadow flash past his peripheral vision. When he looked up, Fang Qingzhuo had already entered the elevator with murderous intent. Sensing something was amiss, Tang Yan instinctively rushed forward, "Mr. Fang, where are you going?"
Fang Qingzhuo pressed the downstairs button twice: "I'm in a bad mood and want to have a fight with someone."
Tang Yan wanted to persuade him, but his time in organizing his words was far slower than the speed of the exclusive elevator. The elevator door dinged and opened, and what came into view was the open space outside blocked by a row of security guards, like a scene of zombies attacking a city.
The first second he saw Fang Qingzhuo, his eyes turned red and he shouted slogans harder and louder.
"Bad real estate developer, give me back my hard-earned money!"
"Bad real estate developers, get out of Shenzhen!"
The execution will begin immediately when Luo Shu sees this video on her phone.
The female colleague next to her cleared her throat and whispered, "Everyone is here."
Luo Shu nodded and hurriedly exited the current news interface, but accidentally clicked refresh. A related push notification popped up on the screen. The popular post that was pinned to the top not only introduced the timeline and process of the Yike incident in detail, but also released photos of the parties involved.
Without any effort, Luo Shu immediately recognized that the only woman in the photo was the young mother with her child in Xiangezhuang not long ago.
The uneasiness that followed him like a shadow gradually merged with the face in the photo. So, was the person to be dealt with on the phone Fang Qingzhuo?
My heart was pounding uncontrollably, accompanied by a strong sense of foreboding. At the same time, I could hear a quarrel of unknown origin.
"I object. How can the wedding venue be changed so easily?"
The female colleague held her forehead and patiently explained to Leo: "The customer took the initiative to request to change the hotel."
Leo pointed the pen at the table and slammed it. "No, I told you guys in the design department don't do background checks? Yike Real Estate is behind this Yifang Resort Hotel. As a professional wedding planning company, I feel we have an obligation to inform our clients of this. Besides, how can we hold a wedding there? It wouldn't be unlucky."
"Why can't it be done?" Luo Shu suddenly interrupted, "You're so emotional, someone who doesn't know would think you've accepted the agency fee from the previous hotel and it's hard to explain."
The attack hit the nail on the head. Leo muttered "I, I, I" for a long time, unable to muster a single rebuttal. He simply threw down the pen in his hand and shouted in a panic, "I'm also thinking about the company. Everyone can see what Yike's current situation is like. For days, people crying out for justice have surrounded their office building. It's hard to say whether they can survive this. What if they get into negative news like other real estate companies, with people jumping off buildings or into rivers? Who will bear the cost and risk of booking the venue? And everyone who spoke up for Yike a few days ago has been labeled an accomplice and boycotted. You have to see the company in dire straits to be happy, right? Besides, you dare to embezzle the people's hard-earned money, and you're not afraid of divine punishment. Everyone in Shenzhen knows about their internal strife. The old are lying in the hospital, and the young are also in trouble."
"Has that been enough?"
The pen rolled several times before finally coming to rest on Luo Shu's curled fingertips. She raised her eyelids and stared directly at the perpetrator. "No matter how much you dislike it or how much you complain, shouldn't you consider the occasion before the official announcement instead of bringing it up at the meeting and wasting everyone's time?"
The sudden cold voice caused silence among the people at the table.
Ever since Luo Shu got promoted, Leo had been bullying her openly and covertly, but Luo Shu seldom paid attention to him on weekdays. Today, she had been going against him again and again, which was really rare, so that her usually gentle face had become a little angular.
In line with the principle of making big things small and small things non-existent, the female colleague kept winking at her, and others also symbolically persuaded Luo Shu to make peace.
Luo Shu found this situation extremely ironic. It was clearly Leo who had been the one to stir up trouble many times, but everyone had become accustomed to her giving in because she did not fight or compete, and they all directed their efforts to solve the problems at her.
In the past, she always believed that the kindness between people would be reciprocated in direct proportion, but the reality is often the opposite.
He grabbed the pen and threw it back at its owner like trash. "This is a company meeting, not a market. If you disobey management and enjoy gossiping during work hours, change your career. I can approve your resignation application now."
Then, his eyes, cold and indifferent, scanned the people present one by one. "As for the others, I didn't say anything wrong, nor did I do anything wrong. It's you who should change. If my unwillingness to yield has made you unhappy, I'm sorry. I should have done so long ago."
The atmosphere in the conference room dropped to freezing point. Leo pointed at her in surprise, unable to speak: "You..."
Facing everyone's reactions, Luo Shu said rudely, "What do you mean by 'you'? Either get out or shut up. Do I need to teach you how to address me based on your position? Besides, our company is not a foreign one, so we don't use names that are neither Chinese nor foreign. I'm talking about you, Leo."
Leo: "I..."
The situation became clear. Luo Shu picked up her computer and stood up. "Since everyone has no objection, I declare the meeting to continue. By the way, I will not attend meetings of this level in the future. Please send me a copy of the results before leaving get off work. Thank you."
The outside of the conference room was unknowingly surrounded by employees with strong thirst for knowledge, some even opened the door a crack to eavesdrop. Luo Shu opened the door, and the gossipy male colleague who took the lead immediately fell down due to inertia and appeared in front of her on his knees. Luo Shu glanced at him with disdain and walked away. Seeing this, the crowd automatically moved aside to make way.
At the end of her sight, Luo Shu saw Shen Qianshu, who had not been seen for many days, standing there. There were traces of wind blowing on his forehead hair. She didn't know how long he had been there.
After a moment of daze, she walked forward and asked, "Why are you here?"
Shen Qianshu wanted to force a smile in response, but he couldn't. If it weren't for the call that was hung up by Fang Qingzhuo, which disturbed him and rekindled his hope, he would not have left behind a group of directors who were eager to ask her questions in person. It seemed unnecessary to ask her anything specific.
In her memory, no matter how Leo found fault, Luo Shu always looked calm and said something amicable like "mind's trouble is worse than more". But today she got angry because of the three words "jinx".
In her heart, Fang Qingzhuo is so sacred that he cannot be desecrated. Why would she not even say a word to him?
Luo Shu grabbed his arm as if it were a lifeline: "Did you drive here? Can you go check on Fang Qingzhuo? I'm a little worried about him."
At the same time, the Yike Building.
Outside the area, where security guards formed a human cordon, men, women, and children, like enraged lions, waved their fists in the air, wishing they could tear Fang Qingzhuo, who had come alone, into pieces. "Down with this unscrupulous developer! We can't let our hard-earned money go to waste."
In the center of the chaos, Fang Qingzhuo stood like a statue, his face expressionless as he stared straight ahead, deaf to the deafening clamor and blind to the raging crowd. His eyes were calm, unwavering even in the face of a typhoon.
The middle-aged man in the lead seemed to have noticed this as well, and angrily picked up a stone and threw it at him: "Isn't your family very powerful? Speak up!"
Fang Qingzhuo didn't even think about dodging. The stone struck his shoulder, and his sensory nerves and long-accumulated resentment went hand in hand, bursting out through his language system: "If you want me to speak, wait until you calm down and I will speak."
A voice drowned out the noise, and the noise gradually died down. Pairs of eyes that were about to burst out stared at the young man in front of them who had regular features and was dressed in black.
Fang Qingzhuo approached and with a gesture, he dismissed the security guards standing between them. "I know you're all upset. You've been standing here all day, so I specially prepared some herbal tea to help you cool down."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, instantly confused by this outlandish operation, and muttered to each other, what kind of trick is this?
The man who had just attacked someone stood up and questioned, "Aren't you here to chase us away?"
Fang Qingzhuo spoke earnestly, "I'm here to solve problems for you, not to create them. If I had any ill will towards you, I would have reported this to the police and charged you with provoking trouble, rather than standing here explaining it to you."
Immediately, a sarcastic voice of opposition emerged from the crowd: "You talk better than you sing. Ideal City hasn't started construction in days. You're running out of money and cutting corners. Besides, your company's vice president was sent to the police station for reporting us. We don't want cold tea, we want our money back."
Fang Qingzhuo's peripheral vision passed over the figure hiding in the corner. "It's true that Ideal City has halted construction, but it's not because of a funding chain rupture. It's because they're cooperating with higher authorities in their investigation. As for the company's vice president, the statement clearly states that he was dismissed and reported to the police for violating laws and regulations. This isn't some fabricated act of retaliatory retaliation by someone with ulterior motives."
"Therefore, I implore everyone here to trust Yike, a leading enterprise that has remained true to its original aspiration in targeted assistance. I believe that Yike has not owed its employees a single cent of wages in the more than 40 years it has been operating on this land, nor has it had a single unfinished project. I also believe that the relevant departments will give us and everyone a reasonable response. As for the resumption of work that everyone is concerned about, I promise that as soon as the documents from above come in, we will start work without stopping. In addition, as promised, Yike will also provide the right to use an additional parking space."
As soon as these words were spoken, most of the resentment and anger at the scene immediately dissipated.
Seeing the situation was getting dire, the bespectacled man at the far end hurriedly stepped forward, "Don't be fooled by him, everyone. He's trying to get rid of us with some small favors. He's clearly just stalling for time. What if he absconds with the money someday? What will we do with our families and no proof?"
The fish that disturbed the river finally appeared. Fang Qingzhuo stopped talking and walked straight towards him: "Are you the owner?"
Under Fang Qingzhuo's fierce gaze, the man swallowed and nodded: "Yes, I am the owner."
"That would be great." Fang Qingzhuo said with a forced smile, "In order to prevent anyone from mistaking my words for nothing, could you please tell me which building, floor, and unit you bought so I can send someone to register it?"
At this moment, Song Shijin, who had been watching the show for a while, rushed over and put his arm around his shoulders: "Brother, which building are you from?"
The man with glasses stammered: "I'm the one..."
Fang Qingzhuo pressed on, not giving him a chance to breathe: "Which building? Building A or Building B?"
"Building A, I'm on the 10th floor of Building A." The man with glasses realized something was wrong as soon as he said it. The look in the eyes of the onlookers looking at him seemed to have changed.
Fang Qingzhuo was very pleased with his reveal. He curled his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "There are no buildings A and B in Ideal City. Since you are not an owner, then what is your intention in joining the rights protection team and fanning the flames?"
Seeing his identity exposed, the man tried to flee, but found that he could not move at all. He was firmly controlled by Song Shijin: "I didn't lie. It was you who framed me."
During the struggle and pushing, the lanyard of his work badge fell out of his pocket.
Fang Qingzhuo was quick to snatch the shaky ID card, which bore the eye-catching logo and name of the competing company. "False accusation? Then how do you explain your badge as a marketing employee?"
Public anger was successfully diverted by the revelation: "You little bastard, you instigated us to cause trouble so that you can buy your property."
Even with the evidence clearly before him, the man with glasses still insisted, "I found it. If I lied to you, you'd be damned."
As soon as he finished speaking, fists and saliva came pouring in. The man took advantage of the situation and pushed Song Shijin out, and took advantage of the chaos to escape.
No one noticed a dilapidated car speeding across the busy road behind it, and the next second, screams broke out on the zebra crossing where the green light was on.
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