The person making money was under investigation for economic crimes. All of the company’s assets have been frozen. Now, even the anonymous account in the Swiss bank has been frozen. They can’t possibly escape abroad.
In his desperation and anger, Qian Dongcheng quickly made a decision – revenge. Even if the Qian Family really collapses, he’ll make sure to drag a few down with him!
Before the car even returned to the Qian mansion, Qian Dongcheng used his usual phone to call the Mute.
"Mute, it’s me! Don’t ask anything. I need you to find me a few people, hehe... Boss Zhang Dadan!" Qian Dongcheng said coldly.
The Mute on the other end of the line sneered, "Mr. Qian, I heard your family’s assets were frozen. Can you still get any money?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Dongcheng frowned, angrily retorting, "I’ve got ten kilos of gold. That batch of gold is still at home."
The Mute, knowing Qian Dongcheng still had gold, immediately upped his price to ten kilos of gold. He changed his tone instantly and agreed.
Gold, a universally hard currency, more beloved by fools than the US Dollar.
After the Mute agreed, Qian Dongcheng hung up the phone and instructed his son to go home and dig out the gold. But he found his son staring at him like a stranger.
"Useless! Are you scared?" Qian Dongcheng slapped him across the face and cursed angrily.
Defeated, whether out of panic or resentment, Qian Dongcheng’s son had to bury his head like an ostrich, pretending that none of this was happening.
When Qian Dongcheng arranged for assassins, Zhang Dadan was still in the store, looking forward to Hu Linsheng’s arrival.
Although Hu Linsheng had inherited Zhuang Cheng’s medical and culinary skills, he had no major ambitions and only wished for peace in the world.
"Mr. Zhang, according to you, Jiji has a bright future. You should be able to afford my salary!" Hu Dada Linsheng joked.
Accompanying him, Zhou Yong, after hearing these jokes, bluntly asked, "Chef Hu, how much did Mr. Zhang dare to offer you a month?"
Hu Linsheng already knew Zhou Yong held shares in Jiji and had always been the manager there, highly respected.
"Boss Zhou, Mr. Zhang agreed to give me a salary of fifty thousand a month. If you think it’s too high, we can’t discuss it anymore." Hu Dada Linsheng smiled.
Fifty thousand a month? Zhou Yong was a bit shocked. Even Mr. Li, the head chef in logistics, had the highest salary at only thirty thousand a month. Giving Hu Linsheng fifty thousand right away might unsettle the other chefs!
But Zhou Yong, who grew up in the restaurant business and managed Jiji all his life, also saw the prospects of medicinal food. He couldn’t afford to be slow with Hu Linsheng.
"Master Hu, fifty thousand a month is fine, but you must not mention it to anyone privately!" Zhou Yong jokingly warned.
Before Hu Linsheng could reply, Zhang Daqi boldly said, "I need someone solely dedicated to making medicinal food for my family." After all, the safety of the family’s medicinal diet was paramount.
As the night deepened, Hu Linsheng was already drunk. Zhang Daqi boldly booked a hotel for him and escorted him there.
Just as he stepped out of Jiji, a sense of danger suddenly came over him, as if someone was watching him.
But there were vehicles and people all over the street. Looking around, he couldn’t tell what was going on. Maybe it was just his imagination?
Zhang Dadan decided not to dwell on it. Instead, he hailed a cab and took Hu Linsheng to the hotel.
After the driver took several turns, Zhang Dadan realized something was wrong. Someone was really following them.
Were these people from the ancient Wu Family or assassins sent by Qian Dongcheng? Zhang Dadan was momentarily confused.
If they were ancient Wu Family members, pressuring for Sunx Wei’s inheritance, it was understandable. But if Qian Dongcheng had sent warriors or assassins to retaliate, Zhang Dadan wouldn’t mind sending Qian Dongcheng to the Western Paradise early.
Over twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the hotel, and the SUV following them stopped too.
Zhang Dadan handed Hu Linsheng to the hotel front desk and then hailed another cab to the suburbs. The SUV still followed.
There weren’t many cars outside the city at night, and the SUV kept trailing them, even the taxi driver noticed.
"Has that car been following us?" the taxi driver asked nervously. Robbery was the most terrifying thing in his line of work.
To ease his worries, Zhang Dadan turned around, looked at the SUV, and pretended to laugh lightly, "Master, are you overthinking it? That car is much more expensive than yours."
The taxi driver, also a seasoned driver, found it reasonable and didn’t think too much about it.
When the car reached the desolate countryside, Zhang Dadan ordered, "Master, stop here. I’ll get off."
The driver looked around and found the place remote and desolate, confusedly asking, "Are you sure you want to get off here?"
"I’m going up the mountain to catch some game. No need to worry!" Zhang Dadan handed him a hundred-yuan bill, smiling.
Catch some game? People in Qingcheng County liked to eat wild game. Sometimes people went to the mountains to catch some. The driver left without thinking much.
However, the SUV behind dared to rush up, intending to kill him.
Zhang Dadan turned around, dodged the SUV, and flipped them off with his middle finger before rushing into the forest.
The SUV stopped, and two men in black got out, firing silenced shots and quickly pursuing.
Having grown up in the mountains, Zhang Dadan easily navigated the rough terrain. To learn their details, he deliberately slowed down to lure them in.
Sure enough, after three to five minutes, the two men in black appeared behind Zhang Dadan, boldly yelling, "Stop!"
As they spoke, the two men with guns approached Zhang Dadan. One aimed at Zhang Dadan from behind, while the other circled around.
One of the men in black took out his phone, checking a picture and comparing it with Zhang Dadan, then coldly asked, "Are you Zhang Dadan?"
"Yes, I am Zhang Dadan. And who are you? Why are you following me?" Zhang Dadan asked boldly.
His relaxed expression irritated the men in black. Is he mocking us?
"You’re going to die soon. Does it matter to you?" one of the men in black shouted fiercely.
Before Zhang Dadan could respond, the man with the gun behind him contemptuously said, "Brother, why talk to him? It’s cold on the mountain."
Even though these two were killers, they weren’t professional. Their work was inevitably drawn out.
"Third Bro, zip it! Let me give this kid some advice!" The man in front of Zhang shouted.
Then, looking at Zhang Dadan once more, he regretfully said, "It’s such a pity... A young man like you has to die." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
"If you get reincarnated as a human in your next life, remember to keep your mouth shut and not cause trouble for others. That way, you might live a few more years!"
This bastard’s rambling was too much for Zhang Dadan to bear. Was this an assassin or a jokester?
"Are you done? If you’re done, answer my questions quickly!" Zhang Dadan said impatiently.
As soon as he spoke, the man with the gun behind him pressed it against his waist, threatening, "Kid, you wanna die? You need a match for that!"