The higher-ups think he's a good knife, but they can't control him.
Seeing that Zhou Yan was short of money due to his womanizing and car-related activities, and wanted to make a quick buck in Hong Kong, they conveniently handed him over to Evan, sending him on a mission to Hong Kong as a way to cultivate his character.
For the first time, Chen Jingsong regretted that he really shouldn't have provoked this immoral madman!
To save his life, Chen Jingsong could only suppress his humiliation and soften his tone: "Ayan...you...you let me go first...I misspoke!"
Zhou Yan's handsome face was filled with ferocity, and his voice was low and dangerous—
"You'd better explain yourself clearly what you want! If you can't, you can wait for my men outside to take you to jail! Let's see if Evan can save you!"
Zhou Yan simply threw him onto the sofa.
Chen Jingsong lay sprawled on the sofa, panting heavily, but a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.
After pausing for a while, he continued, "My plan... the plan is almost complete. The Ning family will go bankrupt, and the money will go into my pocket... When that happens, you'll marry Cha Meiling, and naturally you'll get a share too... We're all doing this for the mission and to make money; we shouldn't be fighting amongst ourselves..."
Zhou Yan released his grip and disgustedly straightened his clothes, which had been disheveled by Chen Jingsong's obese body: "Heh, you've got a good plan. What good will it do you to take the Ning family's money?"
"What exactly is this so-called economic war you're talking about? Don't give me that nonsense, I want the truth! You'd better give me a clear explanation!"
Chen Jingsong's thick chin trembled slightly from difficulty breathing. He sat up and stammered—
"The specific details of the mission cannot be disclosed. Ah Yan, you... just focus on making your money, don't worry about the rest."
As he spoke, he carefully observed Zhou Yan's expression, his tone becoming much more polite than before, even carrying a hint of ingratiation.
But Zhou Yan wasn't buying it at all.
"Just going through the motions?"
He suddenly stepped onto the expensive imported leather sofa where Chen Jingsong was sitting.
Zhou Yan leaned closer to Chen Jingsong, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.
“I’m not like you, a parasite who only wants to make money. I’m after political capital, understand? The first Chinese police chief in Hong Kong, that’s what I want. You dare to stand in my way…”
Suddenly, Zhou Yan flipped his wrist, and a dark gun barrel was pressed against Chen Jingsong's forehead.
It was a pistol fitted with a silencer, and the cold metallic touch sent a shiver down Chen Jingsong's spine!
Under Chen Jingsong's terrified gaze, he slowly said, "Bang—someone will die!"
Chen Jingsong shuddered, his shirt instantly soaked with cold sweat: "Ayan, Brother Yan... don't do this!"
Zhou Yan's beautiful, yet emotionless and sinister eyes sent a chill down his spine.
He suppressed his fear and stammered, "I'll talk... I'll talk... Ah Yan, put the gun away first... let's sit down and talk slowly!"
He had no doubt that the madman in front of him would pull the trigger without hesitation.
Zhou Yan slowly toyed with his pistol: "Chen Jingsong, you'd better explain the whole story to me. If you dare to play tricks or drag me into any trouble to take the fall for you, I will not only abandon this matter, but I will also eliminate you first—I have plenty of connections to explain this dangerous factor to my superiors."
After saying that, he poked Chen Jingsong's chubby face with the gun, as if he had found himself poking a piece of jelly, and said—
"Don't forget what I did for a living. Guess what color human fat looks like after it's melted by a high-speed spinning bullet?"
The man in front of me had a smile on his face, but that smile was more terrifying than a demon's.
Chen Jingsong felt a chill run down his spine, and in his mind he cursed Zhou Yan's ancestors for eighteen generations.
Fortunately, Zhou Yan let go of his hand after speaking, sat down next to him, picked up a cup of untouched coffee, and slowly drank it.
Not with the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at him, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
He had guns in his drawers and under the sofa, but after assessing the difference in skill between the two men, he abandoned his idea.
He reluctantly began to speak—
"Yes...yes, that's how it is...those people from the mainland are ungrateful. Mrs. Sachet offered such generous terms, yet they refused to cooperate and were unwilling to sign a contract to transfer or lease the land we stand on!"
"However, they don't understand finance, let alone the methods of capital operation. As long as we can sink the Ning family's giant ship, the entire Hong Kong government's financial market will fall into chaos, and then the entire Hong Kong government will become a quagmire."
“Businessmen from all over the world who have invested in the Hong Kong government will suffer heavy losses. Some may even take the opportunity to short the Hong Kong government, causing all investors to lose confidence in it.”
He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his eyes gleaming with a frenzied light—
"At that time, people all over the world will point the finger at those mainlanders, accusing them of being ungrateful and refusing to cooperate with Mrs. Sachet, which led to this financial storm."
"They're trying to attract investment, but they've already caused such a huge mess right from the start. Who would have confidence in investing in them? When they want to clean up the mess, they'll have to agree to our conditions!"
Chen Jingsong smiled smugly, his eyes filled with greed.
"This is a war without gunfire. We will use the power of capital to make those mainlanders submit! And we can also take this opportunity to seize a large amount of high-quality assets from the Ning family and the Hong Kong government, and trample the Ning family and the bastards around them under our feet!!"
Zhou Yan stared at him coldly, then suddenly sneered: "This is your so-called plan? This is it—to disrupt the Hong Kong financial market and then force the mainlanders to bow down and give up this piece of land?"
Chen Jingsong frowned. Although he was wary of Zhou Yan, he couldn't help but reveal an uncontrollable expression of contempt on his fleshy face.
"Of course it's not just that. This is just a way to make it understandable for you. The various financial methods and operations involved are very complicated. You don't have a business background from a prestigious university, nor do you have many years of business experience. Even if I explain it to you, you won't understand."
What does a good-for-nothing pretty boy know?
I have no idea what Annie sees in this gangster!
Zhou Yan's face visibly darkened, like dark clouds before a storm.
Seeing this, Chen Jingsong immediately changed his tone and softened his manner.
"Of course, I don't mean to look down on you, Ah Yan. We just... have different areas of expertise. You're an expert in action, and I'm an expert in economics. Only by working together can we achieve our goals!"
He paused, then added, "In short, I will definitely give you a share of the Ning family's money, and it will be the lion's share!"
Zhou Yan stared at him, then suddenly sneered: "Fatty Chen, I have a feeling that you harbor deep resentment towards the Ning family, or even the Hong Kong government. You're probably hoping for the Hong Kong government to collapse?"
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