Chapter 56 Chapter 56 The one who provokes first is despicable, repeated many times. ...
Jiang Miaomiao reached out and straightened his collar, her tone sarcastic yet coaxing: "Old Jiang, stop dreaming. We're just a fake father and daughter; our relationship is thinner than paper."
Jiang Zhengye pulled back his tie, leaning back threateningly: "No room for negotiation?"
Jiang Miaomiao smiled and nodded: "Yes, no discussion."
He was filled with hatred, almost going mad: "No regrets?"
Jiang Miaomiao: "Absolutely not."
Snap!
Jiang Zhengye slammed his hand on the coffee table, pointing his index finger angrily at her.
He was on the verge of madness just now, and now he's really gone: "Once things are settled in Hong Kong, get as far away as you can! Even if you die far from home, don't let me know, I will never attend your funeral!"
Jiang Miaomiao replied quietly, "It's not like you'd be willing to give money as condolence money at my funeral."
The living room was instantly filled with smoke, ready to ignite at the slightest spark.
Just then, Steward Xun came over to ask if they wanted a late-night snack.
Upon seeing this scene, he instantly changed his forward steps to backwards and wisely observed from a distance.
One is cold and indifferent, the other is furious and enraged. It's hard to tell who is more dangerous, but one thing is certain: this father and daughter have officially broken off all ties.
Jiang Miaomiao smiled and said, "Old Jiang, you should know when to stop. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone a snake like me." Then she got up, nodded to Butler Xun as a greeting, and went upstairs.
Jiang Zhengye peeked out and, finding her nowhere on the stairs, immediately grimaced and thrashed his right hand, wincing in pain as he hissed, "Damn it! It's all because of slamming the table. She can break a table, how did I end up breaking my own bone?!"
“Master, my daughter is born of a tiger father. You can just pat her a few more times,” Butler Xun replied, skillfully pulling a bottle of liniment from his pocket.
***
"Tell me, who told you to use these photos and information to target me?" After being verbally abused by various elders and descendants of the Song family, Song Xiyan, after making several inquiries, finally led her people to Xie Liang's startup company.
She flung the express envelopes received by various newspapers at his face.
Xie Liang's heart skipped a beat: The letter and envelope didn't even have the company logo... how could it have found its way here... where did things go wrong?
No, I'll play dead first: "I...I don't know what you're talking about!"
Song Xiyan gritted her teeth and threatened, "I've had people pull up the surveillance footage from the entrances of all the newspaper offices, and it turns out that your company is the one delivering all of them! Are you going to keep quiet until you see the coffin? Believe me, I'll smash up your company!"
So fierce.
When dealing with women, especially exceptional women like Song Xiyan, Xie Liang's second move was to appear weak: "Miss, I don't know you, and I don't know what you're talking about! Our company delivers things back and forth every day. Even if the photos and documents you just mentioned are delivered by us, we're just tools that get paid to do our jobs!"
Song Xiyan shouted angrily: "So I just want to know who paid you and who you did things for?"
Xie Liang feigned composure: "There's no mandatory real-name registration for sending things now, I really don't know! You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, ask my employees, they're all here. You can ask them one by one who received the package?"
In startups, everyone wears multiple hats.
Without Xie Liang's instruction, the other six people gathered around in confusion. When asked this question, they looked at each other and asked each other, but none of them remembered who received the goods, let alone who sent them.
"You wouldn't know you received the goods yourselves?!" Song Xiyan didn't believe it and directly picked up a glass next to her and smashed it against a computer screen.
Xie Liang and his group tried desperately to stop her, but the six or seven bodyguards Song Xiyan brought were no pushovers either. They were all muscular, which forced these ordinary and honest workers to cower and not dare to move, letting Song Xiyan cause trouble.
"You're insane! You're a madwoman!" Xie Liang roared in fury. "Hong Kong isn't some gangster era anymore, it's a modern city where the law is upheld! You've barged in and started smashing things for no reason, I'm calling the police to arrest you."
Having been to the police station once, Song Xiyan certainly didn't want to go again, because it would embarrass her.
But if she can't find the backstabber behind her back, then she's completely powerless, and from then on, wouldn't everyone in the industry be able to bully her?
For her, the latter was clearly more humiliating.
Song Xiyan sneered repeatedly: "Do you know who I am? My surname is Song, Song Xiyan. If the Song family stomps their feet, the entire city of Hong Kong will tremble. You want to call the police? Fine, call them. Those cops who only make a few thousand dollars a month won't dare to do anything to me. But I advise you to be sensible and not cause any extra trouble. Just tell me clearly who is behind this, and I'll spare you and even give you some money as compensation. Otherwise, I'm telling you today, I'll make sure you can't stay in Hong Kong any longer!"
Xie Liang was so anxious he wanted to stomp his feet: "Are you threatening me just because the Song family is so powerful? I already said I don't know anything! And if those photos and information that say you're promiscuous and obscene are fake, then go sue the newspaper for defamation and slander. Why are you coming here to bully us courier companies? Are the photos and information they published all true? You can't make trouble for the newspaper, so you come here to make trouble for us powerless out-of-town businessmen!"
"If every foreign businessman who comes to the port city to do business has to be bullied and humiliated by arrogant rich kids like you..."
"If this local government is colluding with you officials and businessmen to oppress good people..."
"Then this land in the port city is not worth investing in by outsiders! What's the point of attracting businesses and talent?"
Xie Liang naturally and decisively took out his phone to call the police.
If one were a shrewd and calculating person, they would definitely be able to tell from his impassioned words that he was cleverly diverting Song Xiyan's personal conflicts to the class conflict of collusion between officials and merchants, and that he was by no means a good citizen!
But Song Xiyan is brainless.
All she knew was that these words were unpleasant to hear, as if they were challenging the authority of the Song family behind her.
Song Xiyan immediately ordered her bodyguards to snatch her phone.
Xie Liang desperately tried to protect his phone but was violently shoved by the bodyguard.
"Robbers! Robbers!" he shouted.
Fortunately, although he was shy, as a boss, he was generous to his employees in both his personal conduct and business dealings.
The employees, unable to tolerate Xie Liang being bullied, were instantly enraged: "This is outrageous!" "Does being honest mean we deserve to be bullied?"
Someone took out their phone and called the police again.
Someone stepped forward to help.
In the midst of pushing and shoving, he simply got into a fight with Song Xiyan's bodyguard.
The two sides continued their altercation until the police arrived.
The lead officer recognized Song Xiyan and looked quite troubled: "Miss Song, it's you again?"
"A bunch of poor bastards want to harm me, what can I do?" Song Xiyan looked disdainfully at Xie Liang and the others who were outnumbered and could only take a beating, and said imperiously, "They spread my photos and information everywhere, violating my privacy, which is illegal! Since you're here, take them back to the police station and find out who is behind this."
"What a joke! Do you think the police station is really run by your Song family? You can arrest people whenever you want? And even help you extract confessions?" A familiar, disdainful voice suddenly came from outside.
Song Xiyan turned her head and saw Jiang Miaomiao leading two people in, both dressed in sharp suits, as they walked in.
She instantly realized: "So it was you! I bet it was you who did it! How dare you?"
"What is she saying? Can you understand her?" Jiang Miaomiao feigned ignorance, asking around before glancing at the chaotic scene around her. Her eyes suddenly turned cold, ignoring Song Xiyan and staring directly at the pitiful Xie Liang: "Today, there is a large-scale delivery delay in the Da Jiang Group's online shopping channels. As the chairman, I naturally have to come and see for myself what happened that has affected Da Jiang Group's sales of tens of millions per hour!"
Song Xiyan was so angry at Jiang Miaomiao's nonchalant attitude that she snapped, "Jiang Miaomiao, stop pretending!"
"Shut up, I didn't ask you." Jiang Miaomiao finally paid attention to her and continued to press Xie Liang: "As the designated logistics provider for Dajiang Group, I want Mr. Xie to answer this!"
Being repeatedly scorned and ignored because of one's weakness is even more humiliating than being verbally abused.
Song Xiyan's face contorted in pain.
Xie Liang became more and more aggrieved as he spoke: "This crazy woman suddenly brought people in and started hitting and smashing things. She even threatened to make it impossible for a businessman like me from out of town to make a living in Gangcheng! I called the police, but she said the police have to listen to her. I... I... Can you guys in Gangcheng bully out-of-towners like this?" In the end, he was so aggrieved that he burst into tears, which showed how badly he had been bullied.
The other employees, also moved to tears by the story, exclaimed, "People from other places are people too!"
The police officers were taken aback: "What's a grown man like you crying for? What's there to cry about?"
“Of course I cried when I was really upset. She wrecked my company, and you haven’t arrested them since you walked in. Just like she said, you police have to listen to the Song family. We outsiders have no way to reason with them, what can we do besides cry?” Xie Liang said, sounding almost resigned. “Fine, at worst, this is the end of it. We'll just leave this place, Hong Kong, as soon as possible, a place that bullies foreign businessmen.”
"..."
"What are you saying? Don't escalate this to the provincial level and shake the foundations of the country!" Even if they were biased towards Song Xiyan, would these police officers dare to openly admit it?
Moreover, their fear of the Song family doesn't necessarily mean they're blind to the dangers of the situation.
After a few words of reassurance, the police officers told Song Xiyan in a businesslike manner to go back to the police station with them to assist with the investigation.
"Get out of my way!" Song Xiyan shook off the policeman's outstretched hand and angrily bombarded Jiang Miaomiao: "You actually dared to mess with me, you just wait."
"Officers, she threatened me like this in front of you. How much worse must she have bullied these foreign businessmen when she wasn't in front of you? Our port city's economic development is not as good as before, which is why we are attracting foreign investment and talent. Although this world is inherently unfair, at least we have to give people a semblance of fairness. Otherwise, if we can't keep the people we're exploiting, how can we support the elite at the top of the pyramid?"
Jiang Miaomiao spoke in a sarcastic tone, and the police officers became more and more enlightened as they listened, their gazes towards her becoming somewhat listless.
But looking back at Song Xiyan, her expression instantly turned serious: "Miss Song, I'm just a woman who isn't valued by my family. In my position, to achieve anything, I have to put in many times more effort than the average person. You just said I was targeting you?"
"I'm not stupid. Do you think I would easily offend rich kids like you who have more power and influence?"
"After all, you have great power and extensive connections. If you just say a word, countless people will try every means to make things difficult for me in order to curry favor with you. Even if those two projects were my painstaking efforts to promote the economy of the two places, you can just stop them."
Sigh, Jiang Miaomiao was also heartbroken and tearful as she listened, "In the eyes of you second-generation rich kids, I know I'm just like a rat."
After listening to Jiang Miaomiao's humble first half, Song Xiyan was so satisfied that she overlooked the inexplicable "those two projects" at the end. She was busy gloating to herself: "At least you have some self-awareness, knowing you can't mess with me!"
Jiang Miaomiao gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.
With the two of them face to face, she silently uttered two words to Song Xiyan from an angle unseen by others: "Stupid! You!"
Their true colors were revealed.
"Enough! Miss Song, I'm warning you, you've trespassed into someone else's company, damaged property, assaulted people, and now you're insulting others in front of us police officers. You're being far too arrogant!" The squad leader quickly interrupted her, forcefully grabbing her arms from both sides.
Song Xiyan's bodyguard instinctively moved, but was stopped by the police: "You dare to move? Anyone who moves will be considered assaulting a police officer, an even more serious crime!"
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Jiang Miaomiao waved impatiently as she watched Song Xiyan being held by the police and unwilling to leave, so she immediately changed her tune: "Don't go."
Everyone looked at her with different expressions, but then they heard her sneer: "We should run."
"You!" Seeing that Song Xiyan was about to swear again, the policeman quickly covered her mouth and dragged her away. As she left, one of her high heels was knocked off the threshold.
Jiang Miaomiao generously lent out one of the four guardians, allowing Xi Shouge to accompany her to the police station to see what would happen.
Nishimori asked, "How do we act according to circumstances?"
Jiang Miaomiao slit his throat with a horizontal hand.
Xi Shouge gave an OK sign, raised his head, tossed his hair, and chased after her as fast as he could with his high heels.
As for Xie Liang, he had to go to the hospital first because of his injury, and the other employees volunteered to go to the police station to give a statement on his behalf.
But he took the opportunity to lean on Jiang Miaomiao's shoulder, looking dejected, and said, "Goddess, I'm hurt because of you."
"Even if you get hurt, you won't have a chance to take advantage." Jiang Miaomiao dodged to the side and tossed the keys to the van to Mo Congyun. "You drive and take all the injured people here to the hospital."
The hospital, naturally, had to be Yan Yousui's hospital.
On the way to the hospital, Xie Liang quickly sent her the surveillance video recorded in the office throughout the entire process.
Like geese leaving their calls and snakes leaving their tracks, Jiang Miaomiao and the others had long anticipated that once the letter was sent out, it would be traced back to Xie Liang. Even if Xie Liang didn't mind, she didn't want to implicate others.
However, when Xie Liang learned that she wanted to expand inland, he also wanted to return to his hometown to develop his business. He thought they were a perfect match and didn't care whether he lost his business in Hong Kong or not.
Since he insisted on helping, Jiang Miaomiao decided to go along with it and trick Song Xiyan a second time, making the Song family bleed money and even more so, losing some of their business capital.
News came from the police station very quickly.
[Xi Shouge: Xie Liang installed video surveillance at the company, so I sued Song Xiyan as the mastermind behind a gang burglary.]
[Jiang Miaomiao: Very good. @Mo Congyun, issue an official Weibo apology to users, explaining that the incident was caused by unexplained sabotage of our logistics provider, and then arrange for various rumors to spread that it is related to Song Xiyan.]
[Mo Congyun: Boss, I'm driving. No need to type.]
[Xi Shouge: You're driving and still looking at your phone?]
[Mo Congyun: I didn't watch it.]
[Shiyi: So are you lying through your teeth, or are we really blind??]
[Wen Rongying: So are you lying through your teeth, or are we really blind??]
[The Song of the Western Guardian: Here we go again, with the wife leading and the husband following.]
[Jiang Miaomiao: Stop with the irrelevant topics! @Wen Rongying, spread these videos everywhere, I want everyone to know about them within 24 hours.]
[Wen Rongying: Understood. I can even restore the image from high definition to ultra-high definition, ensuring that both moles on her nose are clearly visible!]
[Jiang Miaomiao: This time it's definitely going to be good.]
The gap between the rich and the poor is too large.
Local wealthy landowners were annexing land and excluding outsiders.
The rich second generation bullies and oppresses good people.
The labels of "outsiders have nowhere to stand" and so on were all pinned on Song Xiyan.
Jiang Miaomiao really wanted to see how Song Xiyan and He Peixue, who was tied up and trying to turn things around, would respond!
***
We arrived at the hospital.
Jiang Miaomiao naturally and under the guise of public office, registered under Yan Yousui's name.
But Xie Liang and the others went in and immediately started staring at Yan Yousui.
Xie Liang stared because Yan Yousui was Jiang Miaomiao's boyfriend.
The three employees stared at each other because Yan Yousui was the "not-so-great" rival in love that the boss mentioned every day.
...Hmm, rivals in love. Xie Liang declared himself and Yan Yousui to be rivals in love.
But no matter how the three employees looked at it, they all felt that this rival was even more "outrageous" than Boss Xie!
Yan Yousui was unaware of the whole story. But he looked back at her nonchalantly, neither avoiding nor dodging her gaze: "All those who come are ill."
As a doctor, his daily work involves calmly observing patients.
Therefore, he was highly skilled at "staring" and could make Xie Liang and the three employees awkwardly look away.
Jiang Miaomiao watched the two pairs of eyes interact with great interest.
Mo Congyun asked in bewilderment, "Boss, why do I have a feeling that your guy might be turned gay?"
Jiang Miaomiao shook her head: "Xie Liang has a criminal record, is not a virgin, and is heterosexual."
Mo Congyun frowned: "And what about your partner?"
Jiang Miaomiao said confidently, "With my charm, he has no chance of being turned gay."
"Yes, that's right!" came Yan Yousui's slightly soft, sweet voice from the side.
Mo Congyun replied, "Dr. Yan, a man shouldn't be too demure."
"He's a gentleman with a girlfriend, while you're not so gentlemanly and are still single. How dare you criticize him?" Jiang Miaomiao held up Xie Liang's medical record to cover Mo Congyun's mouth.
Back to reality.
After carefully examining Xie Liang and the other three, Yan Yousui confirmed that they only had bruises and prescribed some medicine to remove blood stasis.
So, they said, "Okay, next one," and started to shoo people away, showing no intention of putting personal matters before public ones.
Xie Liang was utterly shocked. "You didn't even glance at your goddess? What's the difference between your relationship and a long-distance one? How many times a week do you even see each other? Do I have to create these 'chance encounters' for you? Honestly, are you two even compatible? Why don't you just break up?"
"Yes, it doesn't matter. We see each other twice a week. Thank you for helping to create opportunities to meet. I'm honest with myself, we're a perfect match. We'll never be apart in this lifetime." Yan Yousui remained docile, as if she had no temper at all, pointing to her heart, answering Xie Liang's questions one after another quite cooperatively.
Jiang Miaomiao glared at Xie Liang speechlessly, then couldn't help but smile and look at Yan Yousui with her chin resting on her hand.
This time, the way Yan Yousui and Yan Yousui looked at each other was like the gentle ripples of spring in autumn, captivating and enchanting.
Mo Congyun moved aside and blocked their view.
He smiled at Yan Yousui, then gave Jiang Miaomiao a sly grin: "Boss, aren't you leaving yet? Your Dr. Yan has already called the next patient."
"I think Xi Shouge will probably never look at you again in this lifetime." Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him and waved for Xie Liang to leave.
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