Cheng Wenhan put his hands in his pockets and went downstairs to the underground parking lot. The parking lot was empty with few cars parked. He felt relaxed and spotted Cheng Lang's car at a glance. He walked over and looked at the car window covered with black film, his face speechless.
He knew his brother's temperament and his love for women in cars, so he kept it secret, applying a lot of black film, and didn't care when the traffic police caught him, just paying money every day to settle the matter. If it weren't for the fact that he was still making a lot of money and had recently made a windfall, he didn't know what kind of job could support such a passionate behavior.
Knock knock, he knocked on the car window and said, "Alang, what on earth are you doing? There's a meeting going on up there, waiting for you to express your opinion. Why are you sitting here? Who have you fallen for? Are you having fun?"
The back seat of the car suddenly opened, Cheng Wenhan rolled his eyes and sat in. Of course, Cheng Lang was the only one in the car, but his expression was a little strange, and it was hard to say whether to say it was cowardice or timidity.
He said, "How about we just forget about what we discussed with the other person before, return the money and pretend nothing happened."
Cheng Wenhan frowned and said, "Are you crazy? What's wrong? Did I scare you?"
"Yes, a little bit. They're all in jail. Cheng Dayong was beaten up like that. No one told us beforehand." Cheng Lang frowned and said, "If we were to do these things behind the scenes and it was known, we wouldn't even be included in the family tree."
"Don't worry." Cheng Wenhan took out the last cigarette from the box, leaned back, lit it, and said between puffs of smoke: "What do you think we are doing now? Selling out our ancestors? Wrong! We are teaching them to fight for their own rights. They can't rely on words, but on fists. They have to fight!
"That old bastard Cheng Jun knows nothing. Who is he yelling at all? He's been acting like the head of a family for so long, but where's the money? Where's the project? Where is it? Only those who make trouble get the milk. Don't you understand this principle?"
"Then we'll just have to pay for the job. We sold Cheng Dayong's whereabouts to others." Cheng Lang said worriedly.
Cheng Wenhan asked in surprise, "Selling? What are you selling? There's an outstanding entrepreneur in this city who wants to discuss business with our family and asked me to introduce Brother Dayong to him. I just told this person where to find Brother Dayong, that's all. Can you call it selling?"
"But that wouldn't be enough to cripple him, right?" Cheng Lang suddenly shouted.
The smile on Cheng Wenhan's face suddenly disappeared. He stared at Cheng Lang and said, "He's already in the ICU. You want a refund, and then you tell me, if the boss spreads this, will others believe that you have nothing to do with it? Will you forgive your conscience?"
I tell you, it's not that easy. Now we are accomplices, all working as dogs for that boss. Do you understand? "
"......" Cheng Lang lowered his head, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, his eyes became a little vague, as if he was looking somewhere.
"I don't know whether he understands it or not, but I understand it."
Following the direction of his gaze, a voice suddenly came. Cheng Wenhan then realized that the car door had been opened a crack at some point, and a somewhat familiar face appeared in front of him.
"Are you... Chen Tinghan?" Cheng Wenhan frowned and said, "What are you doing here, little kid? Go away now."
"If I were you, I would have noticed it much sooner. At the same time you received a huge sum of money in your account, several people took turns following you for over a week." Chen Tinghan sat down next to him without further explanation and said, "You were so clever that you used your mistress to set up an account and let her collect the money for you, thinking you could get away with it."
Cheng Wenhan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and said in panic, "What... What huge sum of money? What account? What the hell are you talking about!"
Chen Tinghan was naturally not naive enough to think that two sentences could decide anything. He would not come to this place empty-handed. A document bag sealed with brown paper appeared in front of him, and his hand slowly took out a photo from it.
"It was only about half a month ago, actually," Chen Tinghan said with a smile. "I accidentally discovered that you were close to a woman who was still in college. You were always... seen together. Look, someone filmed it. It would have a very bad impact."
Cheng Wenhan's hands began to shake, his lips turning blue. He said, "You, who the hell are you... This doesn't mean anything!"
"Yes, it really doesn't prove anything." Chen Tinghan actually agreed with him and then took out something else: "So, this bank card statement is not yours either."
"Of course, the car the bill belongs to doesn't belong to you. It belongs to this sophomore female college student from a poor family." Chen Tinghan took out the documents and photos that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds one by one, and said nonchalantly, "You weren't the one driving the car, and you weren't the one who entered the hotel with the female college student.
Please rest assured that I am on your side and I firmly believe in your innocence. But..."
Chen Tinghan changed the subject and said, "If someone inadvertently raises questions about this to me, I'm afraid that with the information I have, I can't pretend to be ignorant. I must uphold the principles of openness and fairness and let the public's eyes be on the questioning."
"No, don't." Cheng Wenhan grabbed Chen Tinghan's hand and said in a panic, "I, you, what do you want in order for you to give this thing to me?"
"An answer." Chen Tinghan placed the item in his arms and said word by word, "Tell me, who paid you?"
"I, I don't know."
Chen Tinghan took a deep breath and suddenly attacked, hitting Cheng Wenhan's nose hard with his cold fist. The soft and long breaking sound of the nose bone was heard in his skull, and blood spurted out of his nose. He squinted his eyes and screamed.
"I don't want to ask you the same question a second time," Chen Tinghan said harshly, "Today, either you tell me everything clearly, or let those young men of the Cheng family who are locked up in the police station in Cheng Village, who are full of anger and have nowhere to vent, come and settle the score with you!
I wonder if you can walk out of Cheng Village alive, or if you will have your legs broken and be forced to kneel in the Cheng family's ancestral hall!"
"I really don't know, I really don't know!" Cheng Wenhan covered his nose and said painfully, "The one who came to me at the time was a henchman named Hong. I don't know what Hong is. He gave me a sum of money and asked me to spread the word in the Cheng family. As long as we can incite everyone to go against the Wang family, preferably to start a fight, he will send the money to my account.
I don’t know anything else!”
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