"If I hit him, would that cause you trouble?"
Heigui still had some concerns; Hao Jian was his good brother, and he didn't want to bring any trouble to Hao Jian because of his own actions.
Hao Jian smiled, "No, go ahead and don't hold back!"
Having received a definite answer from Hao Jian and with his backing, Heigui finally made up his mind.
Next, everyone watched as Liu Yufan continuously wailed, rolling and struggling on the ground, in unimaginable agony.
A few minutes later, he was covered in blood, seemingly halfway to death.
At that moment, Hao Jian squatted in front of Liu Yufan and sneered,
"Actually, I never found any criminal evidence against you. Your talent agency has already destroyed all the criminal evidence, so how could I possibly find it? What I said before was just to lure you into a trap."
Liu Yufan suddenly looked up in astonishment, incredulously staring at Hao Jian.
Hao Jian sneered twice, pointing at a nearby camera: "But now, I do have your criminal evidence."
Liu Yufan looked over in shock, only then realizing Brother Spice Ginger had turned on the camera at some unknown time, grinning at him.
Liu Yufan was stunned; he truly believed Brother Spice Ginger had already obtained his criminal evidence, so he had confessed all his crimes, not knowing it was all a trap set by Hao Jian!
"You. How despicable!"
Liu Yufan glared at Hao Jian through gritted teeth, wishing he could tear a piece of flesh from his body!
"The feeling is mutual," Hao Jian sneered back, comparing despicableness, how could he match Liu Yufan?
Heigui was also stunned; he had always been unaware that Hao Jian was so cunning, actually getting Liu Yufan to confess without being coerced.
Liu Yufan gave Hao Jian a venomous glance and then passed out.
Hao Jian sneered as he stood up and walked towards Brother Spice Ginger: "Take this recording to the police station. I want this guy...disgraced...completely!"
As Hao Jian spoke each word, the chilling tone made everyone's hair stand on end, as if listening to a demon's declaration!
At that moment, everyone knew Liu Yufan was doomed!
Brother Spice Ginger didn't waste words; he just nodded solemnly. After all, crushing a minor celebrity was as easy as squashing an ant.
"Also, do you have two hundred thousand? I'd like to borrow it," Hao Jian said.
Heigui suddenly shivered; he knew Hao Jian was borrowing this money for his medical bills.
Mainly because Heigui's mother urgently needed surgery, and he hadn't brought his Black Card, having not much cash on him, so he had to borrow from Brother Spice Ginger.
"Mr. Hao, what are you saying? A mere two hundred thousand, why even mention borrowing? Couldn't I afford it?"
Brother Spice Ginger beamed, not batting an eye even if it were two million.
Being able to lend money to Hao Jian was his honor. Today, since Hao Jian owed him a favor, would he refuse if he asked for help in the future?
"Good, then thank you very much."
This time, Hao Jian didn't refuse, knowing what Brother Spice Ginger was thinking, and he was willing to grant a favor to Brother Spice Ginger.
Brother Spice Ginger, all smiles, took out his chequebook and flamboyantly signed a cheque for three hundred thousand.
Everyone was stunned, thinking whether this man was out of his mind. Others were borrowing money, and why was he reacting as if he had won the lottery?
Hao Jian glanced at the amount, turned around without saying a word, and handed the check to Heigui: "Take this for the medical expenses first."
"This is too much, a hundred thousand or so would be enough," Heigui quickly declined.
"The excess can be considered a small token for your mother. Buy her some tonics after the surgery," Hao Jian pushed the check back.
"No, no, while I appreciate your sentiment, it's just too much."
Heigui was an honest man. Though poor, he had his pride and knew better than to take things from others without giving something in return.
Like those Iron Brothers from his neighborhood who had grown up with him, they all avoided him since he ran into trouble. Hao Jian was willing to help him, and he was already more than grateful for that. How could he dare to accept Hao Jian's money and that too, several hundred thousand as a token of goodwill? That was way too much.
Hao Jian's face suddenly turned serious, "If we're brothers, then cut the crap, will you? It's not for you. What are you getting excited about?"
"This... Alright." Heigui let out a helpless wry smile, took the check, and pledged solemnly:
"I'll definitely give you an IOU later."
"Let's talk about it later." Hao Jian was quite indifferent, waving his hand. He wasn't very concerned about money.
Seeing how good Hao Jian was to Heigui, Brother Spice Ginger was filled with envy, admiration, and resentment. To have a boss who was so well-connected and valued loyalty so much—how great would that be?
He couldn't understand it. In terms of abilities and status, a thousand Heiguis wouldn't compare to him. But why did Hao Jian prefer to be brothers with him instead of taking him as his underling?
The main reason was that Hao Jian valued sincerity in friendships over social status. If someone suited his taste, even if that person was a beggar on the street, Hao Jian wouldn't treat him differently.
Conversely, even if the other person was the emperor, he would still not show him deference.
"By the way, I need you to promise me one condition," Hao Jian said to Heigui.
Heigui nodded vigorously. At this point, not just one condition—he would agree to ten or a hundred.
"That is, don't tell anyone about my real identity," Hao Jian stated.
He still did not want to make his real identity public. One reason was that he wanted to avoid any troubles for Shu Ya in the future. After all, their marriage was a sham, and once she obtained her inheritance from the company, he could leave.
At that time, if he left under the identity of Shu Ya's husband, it would inevitably raise suspicions within the company.
Another reason was that he did not want his relationship with Heigui and the others to change. Once they knew about his and Shu Ya's status, they probably wouldn't interact with him as casually as they did now.
"No problem, I know you like to keep a low profile," Heigui quickly agreed.
Hao Jian indeed kept a low profile. If he hadn't helped him so much today, he would still think Hao Jian was just an ordinary driver.
Suddenly, Heigui seemed to remember something, "I recall you telling me once that the president was your wife—could that actually be true too?"
At the time, he and Tie Shan had thought Hao Jian was joking, but now it seemed quite possible.
Hao Jian gave a bitter smile and nodded his head.
Heigui was shocked for a moment, realizing that this man indeed wasn't bluffing at all.
However, Heigui quickly regained his composure, thinking: Right, only such an outstanding woman as the president could deserve Hao Jian.
Hao Jian patted his shoulder, "Hurry up and sort out things at home, then come to the company to help out."
"Sure." Heigui smiled and nodded.