A Chan – CH 092

Chapter 92: Father’s Heart (1)

A few days later, late at night, outside a dark and damp warehouse.

Two cars stopped at the entrance. Zhang Moyun and four bodyguards got out of the first car, and Xu Yi, Cheng Chuan, Zhang Fengming, and Li Jinxiong got out of the second car.

Surrounded by the group, Zhang Moyun walked coldly towards the warehouse, Xu Yi quickly following beside him.

Zhang Moyun asked, “Where was she found?”

Xu Yi whispered, “She ran to Hubei. We found her in a county town under Jiangcheng. She has a cousin there.”

Zhang Moyun patted his shoulder: “Good job. The police don’t know, do they?”

Xu Yi replied, “Ding Chenmo caught up with us in Jiangcheng a step later. Maybe he’ll find out in a few days.”

“It’s alright. This guy’s like a rock in a latrine; ignore him. I’ll put pressure on his superiors.”

The group entered the warehouse. A dim yellow light hung from the ceiling. Two loyal workers stood guard. A disheveled woman, dressed in casual clothes, sat on the floor. Even in this state, a quick glance revealed her beautiful face and shapely figure.

Zhang Fengming moved a chair over. Zhang Moyun sat down opposite her. The group remained silent.

Zhang Fengming cursed, “Damn it, you bitch! Chairman Zhang is here, and you’re still acting like this? If Chairman Zhang hadn’t said I couldn’t touch you, I’d be the first to kill you!”

Zhang Moyun raised his hand, stopping his agitated insults. Zhang Moyun spoke in a surprisingly gentle tone, “Liu Ying, how have I, Zhang Moyun, wronged you? You not only embezzled my money, but you also dared to mess with my son? Hmm? Tell me, I really don’t understand.”

Liu Ying, lying on the ground, raised her head, tears welling in her eyes. She turned her face away, gave a bitter smile, and said, “You didn’t wrong me; you just looked down on me. People die for money, birds die for food; it’s only natural. It wasn’t just me who embezzled money; Li Minghui and Zhao Yan did too, targeting me, a woman, for revenge. Brother Zhang, you’re really brave!”

Li Minghui and Zhao Yan were the actual heads of Furida, and Li Minghui was even Zhang Moyun’s fellow townsman. Both of them had now been suspended by Zhang Moyun.

Zhang Moyun grabbed a stool from the ground and smashed it down, knocking Liu Ying to the ground with a muffled groan.

“You’re the mastermind!” Zhang Moyun roared, “A scourge, a real scourge!

I shouldn’t have brought you to Fuming in the first place; you’ve corrupted all my brothers!”

Liu Ying smiled lightly and said, “Yes, I’m a scourge. Your brothers are all good; they were all corrupted by me, haha.” She glanced casually at the people beside Zhang Moyun.

Cheng Chuan, who had been silent all along, said, “Chairman, don’t talk to her so much. What should we do next? Hand her over to the police, or…”

Zhang Moyun was silent for a moment, then asked, “Have the accounts been checked? How much did they embezzle?”

Cheng Chuan’s voice was slightly dry: “Over ten million.”

“Over ten million…” Zhang Moyun stood up and slapped Cheng Chuan across the face. “It’s all my money! So much money, and you, as the CFO, didn’t even notice! What use are you to me?”

Cheng Chuan, his face full of guilt and remorse, choked out, “Their accounts were too well-hidden. I didn’t see it. I wasn’t capable enough…” Suddenly, his knees buckled, and he knelt down: “Brother Yun, all these years, you’ve entrusted me with the finances, and I haven’t done a good job. I accept the punishment; I have no complaints!”

A usually capable, serious, and aloof group director was now weeping like a child.

Zhang Moyun, panting with anger, pointed at his former best friend and finally sighed, saying, “Get up. If I can’t even trust you, who can I trust?” Then, his gaze sharp as he looked at Liu Ying, he continued, “Only she came later. I knew then that professional managers hired from outside are unreliable! So many companies have been ruined by people like that.”

Li Jinxiong, his eyes red, helped his distraught old friend Cheng Chuan to his feet.

Zhang Fengming, standing to the side, said with exasperation, “Sigh! Old Cheng, are you out of your mind?”

Zhang Moyun sat back down in his chair, seemingly calming himself, and said, “We can’t call the police. With Fuming in its current state, if a major economic scandal breaks out, everyone will be finished; the company will go bankrupt. Liu Ying, I’m asking you, where did all that money go?”

Liu Ying replied, “The majority of that money is naturally in my hands. Chairman, that’s what I think too. Our Fuming can’t have any negative news coming out. If I return all the money, will this matter be resolved? Will I be able to leave?”

Zhang Moyun sneered, “Bitch, you dare to negotiate with me?”

Seemingly having made up his mind, he stood up and walked towards the door, followed quickly by a group of people. Zhang Moyun beckoned, and Xu Yi followed, whispering in his ear, “I don’t care what method you use; make Liu Ying return the money. The group is desperately short of cash right now.”

Xu Yi nodded solemnly. “I understand, Chairman. Once the money is recovered, what should we do with her?”

Zhang Moyun glanced at him and said calmly, “Dare to touch my son, disrupt my morale—do you think I’d let her get away with it? Once Fuming has caught his breath, hand her over to the Economic Crime Investigation Team.”

Xu Yi relaxed and nodded. “That’s good.”

Zhang Moyun smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, “Afraid I’ll impulsively commit murder? Don’t worry, I’m not that stupid. You found her; you deserve the credit this time. I know what I’m doing.”

Xu Yi smiled without speaking.

The group got into the car and left. Zhang Fengming and Cheng Chuan were the last to leave. They both turned back and glanced at Liu Ying on the ground.

Liu Ying smiled enigmatically. The two men turned their heads away expressionlessly.

—

Another month passed.

Zhang family villa, Zhang Moyun’s study.

Li Jinxiong sat facing Zhang Moyun, taking the USB drive from him with a hesitant expression. “Brother Yun, what’s on this?” he asked.

Zhang Moyun smiled and said, “For the past month or so, your son has been preoccupied with losing a voice recorder. This USB drive contains something else, but the quality should be similar to that of the recorder. Ah Chan entrusted it to your son, and I’m giving it to his father.”

Li Jinxiong roughly guessed what it was and stammered, “Why me?”

Zhang Moyun calmly looked at him: “Because the only people I can completely trust now are you and Xu Yi. And you are my true brother.”

“Brother.”

Li Jinxiong stared with his tiger-like eyes, but his eyes were slightly red: “How long are you going to keep it?”

Zhang Moyun stood up, looked out the window, and answered, “A month later, after I sell the futures and Fuming’s debts are paid off, you give this to Ding Chenmo.”

“Why don’t you give it to him yourself?”

“I have a copy here too.” Zhang Moyun smiled faintly. “I have four bodyguards with me every time I go in and out, so maybe… I won’t need your copy then. Just in case.”

Li Jinxiong understood and said angrily, “They don’t have that much guts!”