Of course!
Qin Sheng casually pointed to the sheet music on the coffee table: "Stolen things from us, shouldn't we take them back?"
Yan Xi and Xu Xiao's eyes lit up, and they instantly realized what was going on.
Yan Xi rushed up and took back the four sheet music.
Zhang Weilin was practically useless at this point; he couldn't move even if Qin Sheng stepped on him, so Qin Sheng withdrew her foot.
I scanned the entire office.
Zhang Weilin is someone who enjoys life and will not compromise his own well-being.
Therefore, although Yuxing is not the most profitable business under the Zhang family, and he only spends a few months here a year, he still decorated the office quite meticulously.
Antique ornaments, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, and even a glittering golden Pixiu ornament as big as a child's head.
Of course, the most valuable item was the drawer full of various jewels.
Zhang Weilin enjoys playing around with women, but he doesn't take it for granted; he's quite generous to women who willingly follow him.
At least during the relationship, she would occasionally give him valuable jewelry and accessories. If she pleased him, giving him a gift worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars was just a matter of a word from him.
Therefore, his office is always stocked with a considerable number of luxury goods.
But now, they all belong to them.
At Qin Sheng's instruction, Yan Xi found a large bag and packed the entire drawer full of beautifully packaged jewelry and accessories into it, then carried it all away.
Xu Xiao was initially hesitant, but seeing that things had developed to this point, and the feud was irreconcilable with no room for maneuver, she simply gritted her teeth and made up her mind.
Following Yan Xi's example, she found a large bag and packed all the valuable ornaments and paintings into it.
To be honest, this blatant robbery is quite exciting.
After filling the two large bags, Xu Xiao and Yan Xi exchanged a glance and both saw the joy in each other's eyes.
Then they both turned to look at Qin Sheng.
When they saw what she was doing, the two of them couldn't help but twitch their lips.
Sure enough, there's always someone more ruthless; their boss, Sheng, is still their boss.
Then Qin Sheng kicked Zhang Weilin a few times, and kicked something. She bent down and reached into the inside pocket of his coat, pulling out two bank cards.
Then he picked up another steel needle from the pile that Yan Xi had thrown on the ground and casually stuck it into Zhang Weilin's body.
No one knows how she did it, but after a while, Zhang Weilin, who had already fainted, suddenly shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.
Qin Sheng waved the bank card in front of him: "What's the password?"
Zhang Weilin certainly didn't want to talk about it, but when he caught a glimpse of the steel needles scattered all over the ground, he panicked.
He uttered six numbers in a trembling voice.
Qin Sheng was satisfied and gave him another injection, after which he fell into a coma again.
Mission accomplished, time to head home.
Zhang Weilin didn't have much money in his bank account, much less than Qin Sheng had imagined.
The two together are worth over 50 million.
Qin Sheng generously transferred half of the money to Xu Xiao, saying, "Distribute some of the medical expenses to everyone, hire a few decent security guards, and use the rest as studio expenses."
As for those stolen goods... no, I mean spoils of war.
Qin Sheng looked at Fu Jingheng: "Could you help me dispose of this... and handle it?"
Fu Jingheng followed her gaze and saw the two large bags of things. He couldn't help but chuckle: "Just leave them in the car for a while. I'll have Mo Tian handle them later."
Qin Sheng nodded: "Okay."
After dropping Xu Xiao and Yan Xi off downstairs at the studio, Fu Jingheng wanted to bring his girlfriend back to Mo's International.
However, as soon as the car turned a corner, she glanced at her and said, "Take me home."
Fu Jingheng: "..."
Is this what people mean by "use and discard"?
Qin Sheng: "My mom texted me, saying something bad will happen if I don't come home."
She shoved the phone in front of Fu Jingheng, letting him see for himself.
Seeing that screen full of:
Where did you go, daughter?
【Sheng Sheng, are you back yet?】
【Sheng Sheng, do you want Mommy to come pick you up?】
Baby, when are you coming back? Mommy misses you.
Fu Jingheng fell silent.
They turned the car around again and drove towards the Qin family manor.
*
Hospital.
Zhang Weilin was awakened by waves of intense itching. He opened his eyes and it took him a while to recall what had happened not long ago.
His face suddenly darkened.
While scratching the unbearably itchy spots on his body, he glanced at the secretary standing beside him and asked, "Where are Fu Jingheng and Qin Sheng?"
The secretary witnessed what happened today and was still shaken. Hearing this, she didn't dare to lift her head and said, "Let's go... let's go."
With a bang.
Zhang Weilin overturned the medical equipment beside him, his eyes turning red with anger.
After a long pause, he suppressed his anger and said, "Give me my phone."
The secretary guessed what he wanted to do. Although she didn't want to say it, she had no choice but to say it anyway: "The old man called half an hour ago."
Zhang Weilin's eyes sharpened: "You told him, what did he say? Did he go to the Fu family?"
secretary:"……"
The secretary didn't dare to speak at all. After hesitating for a moment, she handed over Zhang Weilin's phone: "I recorded the call."
Zhang Weilin immediately took the phone, found the recorded audio, and clicked on it. Old Master Zhang's voice immediately came through.
"Got beaten up, huh? Let him play around with women all day, and he even dared to set his sights on Fu San's girlfriend. He deserves it!"
"Has the medical report come out yet? Was there any broken hand, foot, or bone?"
"Minor injuries, no broken bones in his hands or feet. Hmm, it seems that young Fu is still giving this old man some face and didn't go all out. That's fine then. Tell him to take good care of his injuries and not to cause any unnecessary trouble."
"Alright, I'm going to find Old Man Fu to play chess and apologize. You take good care of him. That's all."
The audio stopped, and Zhang Weilin's eyes widened as if he wanted to stare a hole through the phone in his hand.
More than a minute passed before he suddenly came to his senses and threw the phone at his secretary: "What the hell are you talking about with my grandfather? What minor injury? With my condition, how could it be a minor injury?!"
The secretary knew this would happen, but he was prepared.
He immediately picked up the freshly printed medical report from the hospital and handed it to Zhang Weilin.
Zhang Weilin glanced at the document and saw a pile of marks: bruises, contusions, swellings, and skin damage. He concluded that the injury level was minor.
Zhang Weilin was so angry that his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted again.
The secretary said tremblingly, "When Qin Sheng hit someone, he avoided vital organs and didn't break any bones. The needle only left a small hole, and there wasn't much blood, so the hospital can't issue a higher-level medical report..."
Zhang Weilin: "Shut the hell up!"
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