Chapter 138 It Wasn’t My Intention
He glanced at the side and stood up to take off his coat.
Chen Qing didn't dare to look up. She was afraid that Jiang Jingyan would become even more crazy, so she couldn't help but shrink back and wanted to use Yan Baiqing to shield herself.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in her face, and she was stunned. Yan Baiqing's hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and the sleeves of his black suit were draped over his shoulders, leaving a mark on his neck, which turned from pale blue to bright red. Blood oozed out the moment the skin was broken.
You can imagine how hard the person who threw the coat hit it.
Yan Baiqing took a deep breath, pulled it off, shook it open, and wrapped it around her.
Chen Qing smelled the scent of Jiang Jingyan and clearly sensed his anger, and couldn't help but tremble.
Mrs. Huang was trembling with fear. Seeing the man sitting down on the sofa, she secretly helped Mr. Huang up.
"Mr. Jiang," she said with a forced smile, "Old Huang is timid and afraid to confront the other party. In fact, what you want has been prepared long ago."
Boss Huang couldn't even stand up straight, leaning against the sofa leg with a grimacing look on his face. "Yes... I didn't have the guts to fool you. You could have taken me away openly. The Huang family has no reason to make enemies, so I ran away."
The blonde woman presented a velvet bag, which, judging by its shape, was a hard drive.
Jiang Jingyan didn't appreciate it, his face was gloomy, "I want the things, and I want to settle the bill too."
"The Huang family has always been honest and upright, never breaking the rules in business. Mr. Jiang abuses his power and oppresses us for personal reasons. This is not appropriate."
Chen Qing's heart sank. Abuse of power—what a slap on the wrist. Boss Huang was a bit more intelligent than the other scumbags. If Jiang Jingyan wanted to punish him, he would report him immediately. This was already a sensitive time. If they found out Jiang Jingyan was causing a scene at the Huang family over a woman, and if they linked him to her, the public opinion that had just subsided would surge again.
Jiang Jingyan folded up his shirt sleeves. "Private matter? Huang Hao, I think you still don't understand the situation."
Boss Huang was stunned and glanced at Yan Baiqing. It was obvious that Jiang Jingyan already knew who was behind him, but he had no evidence and could not pursue him, so he had to take advantage of the situation. Now, he and Yan Baiqing were in the same boat, so naturally they would cover up for each other and make money from each other. If Yan Baiqing could prove that the kidnapping was false, then the matter of the shipment would be a tacit understanding between the two parties, and they would both insist on it and no one could do anything about it.
Since ancient times, businessmen have not fought against officials, but Jiang Jingyan has already retreated.
So he remained calm and smiled, "If Mr. Jiang is here for official business, I don't understand why. The Huang family and Huasheng don't have much in common."
Jiang Jingyan turned the fruit knife on the table, pointing the tip towards him, "I'm not here as the general manager of Huasheng Group."
Boss Huang's smile froze and his face gradually turned gray.
The man stretched out his arm, clamped the back of his neck, and pressed the handle of the knife against the cigarette scar between his eyebrows, rubbing it deeper and deeper. "Entering your Huang family is formal approval. If I kill you in the future, it is also formal approval. If I can't do it, I will take your surname."
Jiang Jingyan's eyes were fierce, and every word he spoke had Boss Huang reeling. Even if he was a fool, he knew the weight of his words. Regardless of whether there was an order from above, Jiang Jingyan had been known for his "disobedience" during his first three years in the army, starting from the grassroots level. Not the kind of disobedience you'd find in the naive or irritating sort, but the kind that would take action as soon as he smelled the slightest clue. Eight out of ten times, he'd act first and report later, always putting the report last. But he was quick, accurate, and ruthless, and never caused a blunder. His superiors were helpless, so they had to let him go. During those years, he fought well and had a great reputation, but he didn't achieve much, and criticism was commonplace. Even so, Jiang Jingyan didn't care. Now, although he worked at Huasheng, he still had all the skills he'd learned, and he had more leverage to do the same.
Being targeted by this man is like having one foot in jail.
Boss Huang didn't dare to say a word, blood dripped down his nose into his crotch. Mrs. Huang became more and more panicked. It seemed that Yan Baiqing was right. Jiang Jingyan had never discussed cooperation with the Huang family. She regretted it now. If she had known earlier, she should have agreed in the hotel.
Jiang Jingyan had rested enough. He had chased here with a lingering fear. Seeing blood on the ground outside the door, he nearly fell. Boss Huang was a man with no moral boundaries, and a businessman as cunning as a loach. He always managed to whitewash things. There were many women who had gone out of this villa. If Yan Baiqing refused to break with the Huang family for the sake of the greater good, Chen Qing would be in great danger this time.
He stood up and straightened his clothes, "Brother, will you stay?"
Yan Baiqing escorted Chen Qing out and passed by Boss Huang, who gave him a cold look.
Jiang Jingyan didn't reveal that he came for Chen Qing. He took his things and left. Mrs. Huang was puzzled. "He just left like that?"
"You think your life is too long?" Boss Huang wiped his face, gasping in pain. "My information is not in the file, and he didn't intend to use this old case to crush me. He's holding back a trick."
Mrs. Huang was completely panicked. "Then let's go! My family has some connections abroad. If they want to fight, let's not get involved."
Boss Huang had a sullen face and said nothing. He was reluctant to give up the good days when he was doing well in China and had others fawning over him, so he could only bet that Yan Baiqing would help him. If that didn't work, Meng Hongwen would also take action. No matter how arrogant Jiang Jingyan was, he couldn't be more arrogant than that old man Meng Hongwen, so he still had a glimmer of hope.
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After Chen Qing went out, he deliberately kept a distance from Yan Baiqing and walked with his head down.
Boss Huang's henchman chased out, carrying a bag in his hand, "Mr. Yan, these are Miss Chen's things."
She paused without turning her head. The wind blew and her thighs shivered with cold.
Yan Baiqing reached out to take it, and his henchmen hurried off. He walked to Jiang Jingyan's car and lowered his voice, "Go down the mountain first, there are surveillance cameras."
The man had a gloomy face and didn't say anything. He stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Yan Baiqing had just stopped when Chen Qing turned around and said, "I'm leaving first."
She was afraid that the misunderstanding would get bigger and bigger, so she hurried to explain.
Jiang Jingyan hugged Chen Qing and got into the car. Just as he slammed the door, Yan Baiqing stood behind him and reminded him, "Mrs. Huang gave me some medicine. I don't know if it will affect my nerves. I just saw Qing'er's hands were shaking. Take her to the hospital. Also--"
Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Jingyan turned around and swung his fist.
Yan Baiqing instinctively blocked his right side without any chance to breathe. The next second, he felt a dull pain in his jaw.
Chen Qing witnessed the whole process and covered his mouth in fear.
Jiang Jingyan struck without mercy, with such force that Yan Baiqing stumbled back.
He nudged his numb cheek, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the blood. His voice was slightly hoarse, "Also, when I came, she was downstairs. I heard a scream. I wonder if she was injured."
"Why didn't you inform me before you came?"
"I didn't have time for that." He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, leaving a scarlet streak. "Whether you believe it or not, it wasn't my intention to bring Qing'er here."
Jiang Jingyan approached step by step, his eyes even colder than the cold mountain wind. "Yan Baiqing, I care about your miserable childhood. I should put an end to the matter of Qingyoufuyuan. As long as you don't put your hands on Chen Qing, I can turn a blind eye to your deeds. But you forced me to do it. You dare to use her as a bargaining chip in your business negotiations."
The ghostly shadows of the trees burned in his eyes. Yan Baiqing stared straight at them, trying his best to suppress his feelings, and ultimately said nothing.
Suddenly, a whistling police siren circled on the mountain road. Jiang Jingyan stared at him for a while and then returned to the car.
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