Chapter 190: Disappearing Without a Ripple (Second Update)
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After such a big incident, regardless of anything else, Zhang Weihong had no interest in going hiking the next day.
Today was Saturday, a day when most people rested, but at ten in the morning, she had gone through others to obtain the cadre roster of the municipal bureau.
Zhang Caixin identified, with certainty, that Deputy Section Chief Yan Shouyi, whose na was on the list, was the man she had encountered at the Dynasty Disco.
Director Yan’s resu was very clear, and in his career, or even throughout his growth, it was impossible for him to have any intersection with Feng Jun, who had only co to Zhengyang half a year ago.
Sister Hong asked her sister repeatedly, very carefully, until Zhang Caixin was almost annoyed, before she finally stopped probing.
Sitting there and thinking for a while, a faint smile then appeared on her lips, “It seems it was his last trip to the bathroom… That’s when the crucial mont happened.”
Zhang Caixin couldn’t resist asking, “Sister, was that Liu Hong killed by him?”
“Did he say that?” Sister Hong glared at her fiercely, “Don’t jump to conclusions… Murder requires atonent!”
“But…” Zhang Caixin wanted to argue but felt a bit intimidated.
“It’s rely a disappearance,” Sister Hong finally regained composure, sotis what really matters is not the truth, but in this affair, all she knew was that Liu Hong might be missing, and she knew nothing else about it.
Besides, for a cancer like Liu Hong who had troubled too many people, his disappearance was too ordinary; even if soone reported it to the police, the police might not be very interested—who knows if that scoundrel had just run away?
To put it more bluntly, for social scum like this, the police would rather they just dropped dead—as long as it wasn’t in their own district.
Once she understood this, her spirits imdiately lifted, “Alright, let’s go get the Jade from Feng Jun’s place.”
The two sisters took two cars and arrived at the villa in Peach Blossom Valley, only to be received by Li Xiaobin, which they didn’t expect.
After last night’s event, Zhang Caixin felt she shared a secret with Feng Jun, so she looked at this woman with a sowhat scrutinizing gaze.
Sister Hong, on the other hand, didn’t show much reaction. She was as expressionless as ever, the very image of a domineering female CEO, “Where’s President Feng?”
Li Xiaobin didn’t pay much attention to Zhang Caixin; in her view, that was just an immature kid—pretty indeed, but seriously too green.
However, facing Sister Hong, she could feel the intense pressure, perhaps due to the aura; hence, she said very politely, “President Feng is exercising in the backyard; you can take a look at the Jade first.”
There were a dozen pieces of Jade, just piled up in a corner of the living room, quite ssily arranged—anyone who wasn’t blind could see them.
But Zhang Weihong, who claid to be particular, brought three n and a woman who were very well-mannered; they didn’t approach to look at them directly.
Upon hearing Li Xiaobin’s words, Zhang Weihong’s eyebrows knitted slightly, “Please tell President Feng that if he’s not here, I can talk to you, but since he is here… I’ll wait until he’s done.”
After hearing this, Li Xiaobin turned and went out the door; in a short while, she returned, accompanying Feng Jun.
Amidst the cool autumn weather, he was only wearing a pair of sports shorts and a tank top, with a faint vapor still wafting from his head.
After entering, Feng Jun first poured himself a glass of water, gulping it down several tis before speaking with a smile, “Now that you’re here, just move them, why wait for ?”
“This… let’s just estimate the price,” Sister Hong hesitated before responding; just yesterday, she thought that whatever the Jade could fetch, she would sell and settle the account—after all, she wouldn’t cheat Feng Jun.
But after last night’s incident, she suddenly realized that she was becoming less and less able to understand this young man.
Therefore, regarding their collaboration, she too must treat it seriously, not so casually anymore.
“No need,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, “whatever the selling price later, we’ll just settle up; if it really doesn’t work out… Xiao Li, you take a couple of videos of each piece of Jade, so we can reconcile the accounts later.”
Xiao Li… Li Xiaobin sighed inwardly. A perfectly good classmate had morphed into an employee; her title had gone from “Class Leader” to “Xiao Li”—you really switch roles effortlessly.
Actually, she had braced herself for such a role shift and kept reminding herself to maintain the proper position.
But seeing other won able to converse with him as equals, she always felt a surge of indescribable lancholy.
Nevertheless, lancholy aside, she still managed her emotions well, “President Feng, may I assign numbers to these pieces of Jade? It would be convenient for looking them up later.”
“Sure,” Feng Jun nodded, then broke into a smile, “You’ve got a good assistant here, with so initiative; moving forward, you’ll have to help put these affairs in order.”
He had relied purely on his prodigious mory when he sold Jade in the past. When there was less, it didn’t matter, but as the accumulation grew, things easily beca chaotic and disorganized.
As a student of market managent, he knew well that such a situation was unacceptable, but until recently, he had been too busy to care about these minor matters. Now seeing Li Xiaobin offering suggestions, he naturally praised her.
Thinking of numbering the Jade wasn’t hard; what he appreciated was this sense of initiative.
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Li Xiaobin reveled in the praise and imdiately ran to grab paper and pen, bustling about with glee.
anwhile, Feng Jun sat before the tea set, starting to fuss over brewing tea for Sister Hong and the others.
Sister Hong glanced at him with a smile and spoke softly, “President Feng really has managent capabilities, huh? Just a few words, and you’ve chard the young girl to happiness.”
“Of course, I have managent capabilities,” Feng Jun replied nonchalantly. “Sister Hong, you know that too. Back in the day, I was your security team leader.”
“You, you’re always pricking at with a few words when there’s nothing to do, does that make you happy?” Sister Hong glared at him, unamused.
“Not happy at all,” Feng Jun said, as he filled the pot with tea leaves, grinning mischievously. “Didn’t I say yesterday that I still owe you… two days?”
“Yeah right,” Sister Hong snorted contemptuously. As a mature person in society, she had gradually beco immune to his flowery talk, knowing that the more embarrassed she appeared, the more he would gloat.
Instead, she decided to tease him back, “Your little assistant was working here last night, wasn’t she? And you’re still not happy?”
“She actually ca this morning,” Feng Jun looked at her, “Otherwise, would I be exercising so early if I hadn’t been so ‘energetic’?”
With a “pfft,” Sister Hong laughed, then composed herself and nodded seriously, “It’s good to exercise more when you’re young.”
“How can you say such things?” Sister Hong scolded him with a glare. “Cai Xin is still here, what nonsense are you talking about?”
“It’s fine,” said Zhang Caixin with a giggle, “Just pretend I’m not here.”
“Alright, let’s change the subject,” Feng Jun said, smiling as he steered the conversation away.
If he couldn’t carry on with his witty banter without consequence, it would only hurt himself, “Do you know Wu Jianguo?”
“Wu Jianguo from Sheng Tang Construction?” Zhang Weihong’s eyes fluttered with curiosity.
“That should be him,” Feng Jun nodded, “It was his son’s lackey who found Liu Hong to target .”
“That guy?” Sister Hong’s expression turned serious, “You can’t take him lightly; everyone says he’s easy to talk to, but from what I know… anyone who really crosses him ends up in a bad way.”
“It was his son’s guy who hit my car,” Feng Jun snorted coldly, then stated indifferently, “I gave him three days to compensate for the car, and it’s been three days… It seems like he really doesn’t respect .”
“It’s more than disrespect,” Sister Hong hadn’t even spoken when Zhang Caixin already piped up, “They’re contacting Liu Hong to sche against you, if I had your skills… I’d fix them!”
“It’s a good thing you don’t have Feng Jun’s skills!” Sister Hong glared at her fiercely before turning to Feng Jun and seriously advised, “This Wu Jianguo… if you’re going to deal with him, you better make sure to finish it in one go, otherwise, you might have endless trouble.”
Feng Jun let out a disdainful scoff, “The worst cos to worst, I’ll just send him a plane ticket. How hard can that be?”
However, in the next mont, he thought of Manager Chang, a woman who had made a good impression on him. “Never mind, I’ll ask soone first.”
“Sending a plane ticket?” Zhang Weihong looked at him strangely, “If that happens, I should take care of it myself, don’t fight with over it.”
“You don’t know the inside story,” Feng Jun shook his head, casually reaching for his mobile phone, “I need to contact soone…”
He called Manager Chang, who took a long ti to answer the phone, her voice still muffled, clearly indicating that as soone working in the entertainnt industry, she usually woke up quite late.
But, once Manager Chang heard that Wu’s underling had contacted Liu Hong to go after President Feng, her sleepiness vanished instantly, “Wait for for a mont, ten minutes… I will call you back in ten minutes.”
After Feng Jun hung up the phone, he realized Sister Hong was looking at him oddly, “Haizhou’s Lao San… the Tian Laosan who’s developing Crimson Dragon Mountain?”
You sure know all sorts of people, Feng Jun nodded, “It’s him.”
“He still owes a favor,” Sister Hong spoke indifferently, “Since it’s him, then go ahead and make your contact first.”
Manager Chang said she’d return the call within ten minutes, but it took her a full forty minutes to finally call back, “Hello President Feng, this is Xiao Chang. About the matter you ntioned, do you have any evidence?”
Feng Jun chuckled, “Heh, you’re asking for evidence? Then never mind, there’s no need to bother Manager Chang with this.”
“It’s not that,” Manager Chang hastened to clarify upon hearing this, “President Wu ntioned that his child is still young and didn’t know any better; compensating for the car is not a problem, consider it making a new friend. But about the Liu Hong situation… he wants to know more details.”
If it weren’t for people saying that Wu Jianguo was not soone to be ssed with, it would be evident in this: a Phaeton car conceded without hassle, not beating around the bush. His current difficulty was in compensating for the son’s henchman who had enlisted a criminal figure to deal with the opponent… How should he compensate for that?
Money was no issue, but there had to be a thod!
It was precisely because of this that Manager Chang took so long to make this call.
“Liu Hong’s matter?” Feng Jun replied lazily, “Then he can go and find out, I don’t have any evidence.”
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