Jing Zhe always thought he had a thick skin, but compared to Zhang Xuehou, he was nothing!
No wonder he's called Zhang Xuehou (meaning "thick-skinned Zhang"), he really knows how to handle it perfectly!
"Hey, this money has already been deposited with you, so it's naturally yours. If you're being cheated, it's your money that's been taken. Why are you saying that you're cheating our Chairman Jing?"
Xiong San was very dissatisfied with Zhang Xuehou's statement and refuted it to his face.
"Besides, you weren't even scammed! Since you were willing to gamble, you deserved it!"
To be honest, Xiong San despised Zhang Xuehou's gambling mentality of refusing to admit defeat. It was people like him who ruined the rules, which is why the environment is getting worse and worse!
Zhang Xuehou glanced at Xiong San, knowing he wasn't anyone important, and said with some disdain, "What business is it of yours if I'm talking to Young Master Jing? Do you even know what kind of relationship Young Master Jing has with my niece Xiaoyu? How dare you talk to me like that?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Xiong San looked at Jing Zhe, unsure whether it was true or not, and was somewhat speechless.
"Manager Zhang is right, we have a very close relationship! I just overheard an idiom, 'to put righteousness before family,' so why don't we use that today!"
"The greater good...sacrificing one's own family?"
While Zhang Xuehou was still in a daze, Jing Zhe had already started beckoning to Li Haoyun, "Prefect Li, you heard it too, he himself said that he gambled two thousand taels of silver, a huge sum, take him away!"
"Young Master Jing, please stop!"
Zhang Xuehou panicked, "I've done a great service!"
"What merit have you made? You think you can take advantage of a little kindness? Don't you have any self-awareness about whether you've made any merit or not?"
"..."
As they were speaking, two constables came up and grabbed Zhang Xuehou from both sides.
At this moment, Li Haoyun took out five thousand-tael silver notes from his pocket and handed them to Jing Zhe, saying, "President Jing, these are the five thousand taels of silver notes you bet at their wine shop. He lost them all here, and now they are being returned to you in full!"
Jing Zhe took it, stuffed it into his clothes, and bowed to Li Haoyun with a smile, saying, "Thank you, Prefect Li!"
"Five...five thousand taels?"
Zhang Xuehou, standing nearby, was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Prefect Li, he's lying! I only... took three thousand taels from him, the amount is on the deposit slip! And I only brought two thousand taels of silver notes to gamble today, not five thousand taels!"
In the end, it all turned into roaring.
Five thousand taels was such a large sum that Zhang Xuehou felt he could spend the rest of his life in prison.
Jing Zhe sneered: "Do you think your fate would be different if it were two thousand taels or five thousand taels?"
Li Haoyun also said sternly, "I have already seen and put away the deposit slip. It is indeed five thousand taels. What you are saying now is not only slandering President Jing, but also questioning me. If I were to add these two charges to you, it would not be as simple as just putting you in jail. It wouldn't be too much to drag you out and behead you!"
"..."
Upon hearing the word "chop," Zhang Xuehou was so frightened that he dared not speak.
But his mind was racing, thinking that he couldn't let them take him away no matter what. Once he was in jail, it would be incredibly difficult to get out!
After thinking for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "You can't arrest me, because my winery belongs to the Prince of Jin, and this silver also belongs to the Prince of Jin. If he hears that the silver has been confiscated and I have been arrested, he will definitely not be happy!"
Although Su Xinping repeatedly emphasized that Zhang Xuehou should not reveal his identity, Zhang Xuehou had no choice but to reveal it, or he would be finished!
After listening, Jing Zhe asked the people in the interview department behind him, "Have you written it all down?"
The people holding paper and pens nodded earnestly.
"I've written it down, President Jing!"
So Jing Zhe patted Zhang Xuehou on the shoulder: "Well, you've done another good deed. Once you're in, I'll have them take good care of you. And don't worry, that distillery won't be given to anyone else. I'll hand it over to your younger brother, Zhang Xuexian. Consider it a reward for taking care of you all these years!"
"..."
Zhang Xuehou's face turned pale. He suddenly felt as if he had been tricked from the very beginning. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. Numbly, he was dragged away by the constables.
After Li Haoyun and Jing Zhe were left alone in the house, they exchanged pleasantries for a while before Jing Zhe asked Li Haoyun, "Prefect Li, please arrange for him to be placed in a separate cell!"
"What, you're still planning to save him?"
Li Haoyun was stunned for a moment.
"We'll see. After all, she's my friend's uncle. I'll go ask her first. I hope Prefect Li will be lenient!"
Li Haoyun nodded.
"Okay, I've got this covered!"
Having received such a great benefit from Jing Zhe today, Li Haoyun felt that he was now bound to him. Moreover, this small matter was far too easy for him to handle. Even if Jing Zhe asked him to release the person, it would only be a matter of a word.
Jing Zhe thanked him again before taking his leave.
...
After leaving the casino, Jing Zhe, following the information provided by Zhang Xuehou, led his men straight to the residence where the Prince of Jin's heir was currently staying.
The place was hard to find, requiring a long and winding journey, but it was finally found in a small alley. Jing Zhe was quite impressed; the Prince of Jin's residence was as secluded as a casino. He wondered what the prince was thinking.
Go up and knock on the door.
After a long while, Su Xinping's voice finally came from inside.
Who is it?
"Persimmon, your old friend!"
"..."
Jing Zhe's voice was all too familiar to Su Xinping, especially the word "persimmon," which almost moved him to tears.
As dusk approached and the sky was overcast, Su Xinping's pale, ugly face peeked out from under the door, startling Jing Zhe.
He took a step back, almost cursing "ghost."
What are you doing here?
Su Xinping was clearly not welcoming to Jing Zhe. He only opened the door a crack and did not want him to come in. Moreover, Su Xinping had a question: how did he know that he lived here?
I couldn't help but think of Zhang Xuehou: Could this old man have sold me out?
"Persimmon, do you know Zhang Xuehou?"
Jing Zhe got straight to the point.
"I don't know him."
Su Xinping denied it without even thinking.
He cursed inwardly: Sure enough, that old bastard was the one who caused the problem!
He then quickly went through it in his mind again. He had not left any written evidence of his private dealings with Zhang Xuehou. Even if Zhang Xuehou had really sold him out, as long as he did not admit it, no one could do anything to him!
"Oh, I knew it was impossible for Persimmon to know him!"
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "This Zhang Xuehou is the elder brother of Zhang Xuexian, the shopkeeper. He went to the Zhang family and stole the liquor-making process. He even opened his own distillery and claimed that Shi Zi made him open it. He's just swindling people!"
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