Chapter 114: One hundred and four hundred million "Eight men were waiting for her to shop...
Inside the Zhang family villa, the man stood in front of the sofa, his head lowered, his shoulders hunched, staring at the phone on the table, not daring to breathe loudly.
On the sofa, the elderly man held a cane in one hand and rested the other on his knee. His gray eyes were piercing, revealing a cruelty that had not yet faded.
"You mean, the person in the video is your ex-girlfriend?" The old man spoke, his voice hoarse but full of pressure.
The standing man swallowed, his voice trembling. "It's absolutely true, Mr. Zhang, she's Xin Jingli, the one who's been pursuing me for years!"
Zhang Ziyang clenched his fists and said firmly, "She can't possibly be a Fujin Black Card holder. She was originally a poor little girl! Besides, she's always been afraid to show up. It must be because of her looks. She was originally very ugly, and her temperament wasn't as good as it is now. I'm sure she's having plastic surgery, so she's afraid to show up!"
"How can you be so sure it's her? And, even if she's your ex-girlfriend, why do you hate her so much?" Mr. Zhang asked back.
Zhang Ziyang gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely, "I just hate her."
It's all Xin Jingli's fault. He couldn't make it in the company, his girlfriend left him, he still hasn't found a job, and his life is now a mess.
What he hated even more was that Sister Li, whom he was trying so hard to please, sent her private messages like crazy every day. He even sent her his private photos, but the private messages were locked. He didn't expect that these were all from Xin Jingli.
Now he knew. No wonder the live streaming platform targeted him. Xin Jingli must have seen the photos and, in order to retaliate against him, even contacted the platform and deliberately blocked him.
Since it has been confirmed that this rich woman cannot be his, he doesn't care.
But there is another point, why is Xin Jingli living so well?
She was originally much more miserable than him. Seeing that the person who ate steamed buns and instant noodles every day and bought sneakers for herself has now become a phoenix, Zhang Ziyang felt indescribable anger in his heart.
After filming the video, Zhang Ziyang knew that the so-called Sister Li had a grudge against the Zhang family. The Zhang family had been looking for an opportunity to deal with her during this period. Perhaps they could use this information to uncover her true identity and crush her.
But he took a video and wanted to upload it, but it seemed that Xin Jingli and the other three were forbidden and could never send it, and no one could see it.
So, Zhang Ziyang found the Zhang family.
"Mr. Zhang, I am absolutely sure that Xin Jingli is definitely not a Fujin black card holder. There must be some hidden story behind her!" Zhang Ziyang said.
Mr. Zhang tilted his head and looked thoughtfully at the messy young man in front of him, whose T-shirt had a wrinkled collar and the hem was tucked into his pants.
This young man looks okay, but he is not as good-looking as the people Xi Jiyu and Tan Jingfan mentioned, and his family background is not as rich as theirs. If what he said is true, then why did Xin Jingli have such poor vision before?
"Do you have anything to prove?" Mr. Zhang asked.
"Xin Jingli, Sister Li, don't you think there is a connection?" Zhang Ziyang said.
"Let me put it this way, I know that the Sister Li those people are talking about is actually named Xin Jingli." Old Master Zhang confessed directly.
When Zhang Shidao went in, he told him the girl's real name.
There are too many people in the world with the same name and surname. This Xin Jingli is too different from the Xin Jingli in the video. He is unwilling to believe the strange boy in front of him.
However, it is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. Old Master Zhang said in a deep voice: "I mean, do you have any other evidence?"
Zhang Ziyang nodded immediately, picked up his phone, opened the photo album, and handed it over, "Look, this is a photo of Xin Jingli from before."
Mr. Zhang looked carefully. In the photo, the girl should have just graduated from college and was waiting for the bus at the bus stop. She had dry and yellow hair, yellow and oily cheeks, and a T-shirt that was washed white. She looked different from the noble girl in the video.
But they do look somewhat similar, especially in the eyes. The eyes of "Sister Li" in the video are so clear and distinct. Maybe she noticed Zhang Ziyang, so she looked towards the camera. In the photo, the girl also looked towards the camera.
"Look at her arm." Zhang Ziyang magnified it with two fingers.
In the photo, the little girl has a black mole on her arm.
"Please take another look at the video." Zhang Ziyang switched to the mobile phone video and paused at the point where the girl turned around.
On the slender white arm, in the exact same position, there is an identical mole.
Mr. Zhang stared at the mole, his eyes fixed on it, as if he was lost in thought.
Zhang Ziyang was worried that Mr. Zhang wouldn't believe him, so he continued to escalate the situation, telling Mr. Zhang everything about Xin Jingli's sudden change in attitude towards him, the appearance of Li Pu De Mei Bian, and the treatment he received for sending a private message to Sister Mei Bian.
"It's definitely her. There's no such coincidence in this world. Xin Jingli must have used some shady means to get this card. Maybe she even stole it!"
In an instant, Mr. Zhang looked up and frowned.
The Fujin Black Card is of great importance. Ordinary people don’t know about it, but the upper class people all covet it. If this news is true, doesn’t it mean that anyone can become the owner of this card?
Thinking about it carefully, from the time this girl showed up in Dongcheng until now, her background has been unknown. In addition, Zhang Shidao had checked her network before, and there was nothing in Dongcheng, or anywhere else. Even her current business map was pieced together.
Therefore, Xin Jingli was not a Fujin black card holder at the beginning. She got it from somewhere and became rich overnight. That's all. There is nothing to be afraid of.
But even so, Xin Jingli is now protected by those people, so what does it matter whether he has this card or not?
She has already shown that those people are completely devoted to her, just like a dog. Anyone who sees her knows not to mess with her, lest she bites if provoked.
Just as Mr. Zhang was hesitating, Zhang Ziyang pretended to be indignant and slammed the table, saying, "Back then, the Zhang family was one of the best in East City. Even the combined forces of the Qin, Xi, Tan, and Jing families couldn't squeeze out your living space. This Xin Jingli just showed up and he's already put Mr. Zhang Shidao in jail. Isn't this grudge because of that card?"
Mr. Zhang frowned.
Indeed, it was because of this card.
The magic of this card is so great that Zhang Shidao wants to cooperate with her like a madman. If they cannot be friends, he would rather let this card disappear forever.
It is also very powerful. With this card, food, clothing, housing and transportation are basically free when you go out, and everyone is willing to give it face.
"Okay, got it." Mr. Zhang returned the phone to Zhang Ziyang and nodded to his assistant.
The assistant in a suit and tie immediately walked up to Zhang Ziyang and extended his hand, saying, "Mr. Zhang, thank you for the information you provided. Please."
Zhang Ziyang took a deep breath, incredulous. He ignored his assistant's gaze on his hand and yelled at Old Master Zhang, "Old Master Zhang! You absolutely cannot let this opportunity slip away! Xin Jingli can get it, which means everyone has the qualifications to become the owner of this card! Are you willing to let her step under her feet?"
While he was yelling, he was dragged out of the Zhang family villa by his assistant.
Pulling him out of the gate, the assistant took out a bank card and handed it over, "Mr. Zhang, our Zhang family has always been clear about grudges. Isn't this why you came here today?"
Zhang Ziyang took one look and immediately withdrew his hand, straightened the hem of his T-shirt that was squeezed out of his pants, took the bank card with one hand, looked at the front and the back, and then stared at his assistant.
"There's a hundred thousand dollars in here," the assistant replied with a smile.
One hundred thousand? That's enough to last a while.
Zhang Ziyang shrugged, looking nonchalant. "Well, since your Zhang family is willing to suffer this loss, I'll pretend I know nothing."
After saying that, he turned and left.
He thought it was only ten or twenty thousand. Besides, the original purpose was to let Mr. Zhang kill Xin Jingli. Now it seems that Mr. Zhang is also a soft persimmon and dare not use force. Forget it, think about other things after the money is spent.
So when leaving, Zhang Ziyang deliberately said that sentence loudly, fearing that Mr. Zhang didn't hear it.
The subtext is that the Zhang family is cowardly.
As Zhang Ziyang expected, inside the villa, Old Master Zhang did hear it, and the hatred in his heart grew deeper and deeper. His old pupils stared at the dark coffee table, as if he wanted to stare through it.
The assistant came in from outside, walked to the side, saw his appearance, and immediately bowed his head to apologize, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I didn't manage Zhang Ziyang well and let him talk nonsense."
Old Master Zhang hardened his heart and knocked the floor with his cane. "No, he helped us. We should really try a simpler method."
Assistant: "You want to?"
"Didn't we arrange for a few people to be stationed at Xin Jingli's security company?"
Assistant: “Yes.”
Mr. Zhang: "Contact them now and find an opportunity to take action."
The assistant nodded and immediately turned around to make the contact.
Over here, in the shopping mall, on the sofa on the first floor of the lobby, eight men had lost their fighting spirit. Some of them sat upright due to their family education, while others lay directly on the back of the sofa with helpless looks on their faces because they had been waiting for too long.
Qin Qing crossed his legs, supported himself with his hands, and stared at Tan Jingfan's hands spinning beads next to him.
With nothing to do, he reached out to grab it.
Tan Jingfan was quick to move away immediately.
Qin Qing caught an opportunity and opened his eyes. He saw Tan Jingfan looking at him with a slanted look, as if asking, "What are you doing?" He shrugged and said, "I told you to dress like a human being."
After saying that, he clicked his tongue and turned his head.
In fact, everyone dressed up carefully today, except Tan Jingfan. The new Chinese-style clothes were already good-looking, but he also wore the most expensive one. No matter the price or the appearance, it was very expensive, and it looked like a peacock spreading its tail.
"Heh." Jin Jingfang sat on the other side of Qin Qing with his hands folded, sneering, "If you hadn't made trouble, why would I be here now?"
He is her personal bodyguard, so he should go wherever she is.
But not long ago, several of them were vying for a date with her, and they seemed unwilling to give in. Xin Jingli simply didn't choose any of them and asked them to wait here.
I thought I could escape, and turned around to follow him with a gloating look on my face, but Xin Jingli said, "You wait here too."
Jin Jingfang pointed at himself, opened and closed his mouth, and didn't believe his ears.
"What if you're in danger if I don't go?" he tried to argue.
Xin Jingli just smiled: "This place is under surveillance by the security company. There are guards everywhere, and there are bodyguards. If there is any problem, it should be an internal problem, right?"
After saying that, Xin Jingli turned and left, leaving only a few of them behind frantically contacting the paparazzi and extras to tell them not to act rashly.
Her last sentence just now clearly showed that she had seen something.
So this is the current situation. The eight of them were sitting neatly in the hall, except Xin Jingli who went upstairs. No one knew where he went.
"Do you think my sister is bored shopping alone now?" Siah He pinched the phone between two fingers, turning it in his palm boredly, and turned to ask Xu Zhanyan.
Xu Zhanyan shook his head. He was really bored, so he took out his computer and started maintaining the protection system.
"Idiot." Siah rolled his eyes.
Ling Yao folded her arms, tugged at her pink-dyed hair, looked around at the group, and complained, "It's a perfectly good date, and you're all here to make things worse."
The person these people dislike the most now is Ling Yao. After all, they haven't forgotten what happened last night. And now, this guy actually pulled down his collar, revealing the brightly colored mark on his collarbone, as if he was afraid that they would forget it.
When they heard him speak, they all turned their heads and gave him a backward look.
Ling Yao, however, was very satisfied with what he saw. This meant that everyone had seen it, and he could show off a lot.
"Oh, if you guys hadn't come, we would definitely be trying on clothes now. I wonder what she is doing now. She must be so bored." Ling Yao complained.
Here, Xin Jingli is not bored at all.
She didn't expect that these people really booked the entire building, so she could go shopping in all the stores and take whatever she wanted.
So she decided to go and take a look, and see if there was anything different in today's team.
She browsed through one floor of electronics, one floor of cosmetics, and watched a movie in the cinema, but still seemed to have found no clues.
Until she thought she had gained nothing today and was about to pick a dress at random and pack up to go back, when she saw the hand reaching out to her back through the glass on the ceiling in the store.
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