A Chan – CH 027

Chapter 27: Swords and Shadows (1)

Zhang Jingchan opened her phone and found a photo of someone.

“This is my second uncle, Zhang Fengming, now the Vice President of Purchasing at Fuming Group. He’s a bit of a jianghu type and knows all sorts of people. He’s the most suitable person to handle this matter.”

Zhang Fengming’s features were somewhat similar to Zhang Moyun’s, both having thick eyebrows and fair skin, but Zhang Fengming lacked the dashing air of a businessman and had more of a fierce edge.

“How did he treat your family afterwards?” Li Weiyi asked.

Zhang Jingchan glanced at her.

“I need to carefully consider my attitude towards him!”

Zhang Jingchan calmly replied, “When my father was short of funds, he also contributed 3 million yuan. Later, he cut off all contact with us. After I started working and earning money, I first repaid him and the money to other relatives. It’s only natural; we are even.”

Li Weiyi said, “Oh.”

Zhang Jingchan briefly explained how to make the call. Li Weiyi pondered for a moment, then instinctively put on a cold face, displaying what she perceived as a mix of indifference, nonchalance, swagger, and aloofness, and asked, “Second Uncle, what have you been up to lately?”

Zhang Fengming, on the other end, laughed. “What have I been up to? Working for your dad, haven’t I? Ah Chan, how have you been lately?”

Li Weiyi: “The same old story.”

“What do you need from Uncle?”

Li Weiyi’s tone turned icy: “Second Uncle, I’ll be blunt. Help me get someone on my radar. His name is Zhou Zhihao. He lives in Moon Bay Community. He owns three storefronts in our Yinhui Building, and his family also runs a clothing store and a hardware store in Wenhua Lane.”

“Never heard of him. What did he do to offend our young master?”

Li Weiyi said impatiently, “Then don’t worry about it. Just tell me… can you do it? If not, I’ll find someone else. Two months, but no illegal means. I want to make his family insolvent, ideally by exploiting their weaknesses, making their shop go out of business, and leaving him with no energy… to pursue a girl. If you can help me with this, I’ll be eternally grateful.”

Zhang Fengming laughed and said, “This is a deep-seated grudge. Okay, I’ll inquire; it shouldn’t be a problem. But, Ah Chan, your father can’t know about this.”

“Of course. I understand.”

“If you’re going to deal with him, he’s definitely not a good person.” Zhang Fengming sighed, “But thinking about it carefully, this isn’t easy. Your second uncle will also be taking a huge risk. It requires connections, investing money, and manpower. If it weren’t for you, I would never get involved. After all, you’re my nephew. Fuming will be yours in the future, and your second uncle just wants to help you.”

Li Weiyi felt a chill run down her spine, but her laughter remained calm: “Second Uncle, I understand. When I’m in charge, I’ll naturally give important positions to my own family.” Fuming was about to collapse; she could give him a hundred different empty promises like that! Just think of Cheng Ruiyan!

But this was the first time Zhang Fengming had received a definite answer from “him,” and his voice trembled with joy: “Ah Chan, Second Uncle wasn’t wrong about you. You really are a loyal and righteous child. Don’t worry, Second Uncle will definitely handle this matter for you; I guarantee you’ll be satisfied. If I don’t make that Zhou guy cry, I’m not Zhang! Who dares to mess with our Ah Chan? He’s got a death wish…”

“Second Uncle, you really know my heart, hahaha! I’ll never mistreat you in the future!”

Li Weiyi had the call on speakerphone. After hanging up, she saw Zhang Jingchan staring at her with a dark look in her eyes.

“What’s wrong? I said everything you said.”

Zhang Jingchan was speechless for a moment. He had just instructed her not to reveal too much about the inside story to Zhang Fengming but to subtly hint at a grudge against Zhou Zhihao. As for Zhang Fengming’s flattery, a few perfunctory words would suffice.

Li Weiyi had conveyed her meaning perfectly. However, she added her own embellishments to each point, vividly portraying a foolish, lecherous, vicious, and narrow-minded rich second-generation heir, so perfectly aligned with Zhang Fengming’s despicable nature.

“Do you have some misunderstanding about me?”

Li Weiyi: “Hmm?”

“Never mind, waiter, the bill.” He touched his pocket and paused. “Give me a card.”

As they walked towards the restaurant entrance, Li Weiyi said, “You used to be surrounded by a lot of sycophants like this, didn’t you? Did it feel particularly good?” Her face was filled with undisguised mockery.

Zhang Jingchan had only been in this world with her for a few hours. But he had already lost count of how many times his usually quick-witted self had been rendered speechless.

He was indeed the center of attention in his youth, and because of this, when his family fell into ruin, he once hated those who had opportunistically betrayed him. Now, he looked down on them.

Most friends, knowing his past, would deliberately avoid mentioning it. Only Li Weiyi, casually teasing him, seemed unconcerned, but one could sense no malice in her words; she simply found it amusing.

Suddenly, he also felt that those people and himself from back then were somewhat ridiculous, and a small, long-buried resentment in his chest began to dissipate.

“This way,” he said, pulling Li Weiyi’s collar and turning her around to prevent her from wandering into someone else’s kitchen while looking for the main entrance.

Once in the car, Zhang Jingchan said, “Give Xu Yi a call… You know him, right?”

“Yes, he’s your dad’s assistant. I met him once before.” Li Weiyi swallowed the rest of her words. The drunken scene of her attacking her assistant brother, throwing a tantrum, and forcing him to swear loyalty—she decided to leave that aside for Zhang Jingchan’s sake.

Zhang Jingchan stared at her: “You don’t recognize him?”

Li Weiyi: “I didn’t know him before, but last time… didn’t I?”

A smile flashed in Zhang Jingchan’s eyes. “Is this how you treat Muchen Group’s financial elite?”

Li Weiyi: “???”

He didn’t explain further. He took out his phone and said, “Never mind, Xu Yi is too shrewd. You…” He chuckled, looked down at Xu Yi’s number, and sent a text message.

Li Weiyi felt humiliated. He was definitely getting revenge for her mocking him earlier! Not to be outdone, she leaned forward to look at her phone. Zhang Jingchan wasn’t used to being so close to people, but with “his” own face right next to him, he was momentarily distracted and let the other woman get close.

Li Weiyi was still feeling guilty and asked, “Is Xu Yi… very shrewd?”

“Yes.”

“Then what did you mean by what you just said? Should I know him?”

Zhang Jingchan didn’t answer. Li Weiyi watched him type a text message with one hand:

“Brother Xu, help me look into someone.”

A few seconds later, Xu Yi replied, “Okay, who?”

Zhang Jingchan typed: “Zhong Yi, lives in the Xiaojiaqiao Textile Factory dormitory, is a retired soldier and has only one father.” This was all the information Li Weiyi had told him before.

Li Weiyi understood; he wanted to investigate Zhong Yi’s background to see if he was reliable. She hadn’t mentioned it, but Zhang Jingchan had already figured it out.

Li Weiyi: “Thank you, Mr. Zhang!”

Zhang Jingchan ignored her sycophancy, seemingly used to it, and texted Xu Yi: “Give me the results as soon as possible.”

Xu Yi: “No problem.”

The Ferrari stopped again in the textile factory dormitory area. The two walked to Zhong Yi’s door. Li Weiyi asked, “Have you thought about what to say?”

Zhang Jingchan put his hands in his school uniform pockets and said, “Men don’t need to say so much to each other. Just act according to the situation.”

“…But you’re a high school girl now!”

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