Chapter 1472

Escape

After Zhang Yuan transferred several bodyguards from the security company, he took the next available flight to Hengdian.

Because he was in such a rush, he couldn't get a business class ticket and had to squeeze into economy class the whole way, even on Spring Airlines.

He was really holding it in.

Furthermore, even though she was disguised, she was still recognized and asked for photos several times on the plane.

If you have something on your mind, you can't show it; you have to cooperate properly.

Many celebrities lose their temper in public when they are too busy or tired, leaving a stain on their reputation. He is very careful about these things.

It's a physiological instinct for people to get angry when they're tired or hungry, but as a celebrity, you have to be mindful of your image at all times.

After getting off the plane, he still took a taxi to the hospital.

Upon arrival, I went directly to the inpatient ward.

I found the place, pushed open the door to the double room, and went straight in.

"Brother Yuan, you're here."

Shu Chang was sitting on the hospital bed with her head wrapped in gauze.

Her right leg was also wrapped up.

On the next bed was an older man with one arm in a cast.

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Yuan sat down in front of the hospital bed and carefully examined Changchang's condition.

"It's alright, not as serious as it looks."

Shu Chang lifted her leg slightly to indicate that she was fine.

Zhang Yuan simply nodded.

There were other people in the room besides the two of them, so it wouldn't be appropriate for them to be too intimate.

Besides, now is not the time.

He turned to look at the person in the next bed, who was also from the security company.

"You should get some rest."

"I will cover your medical and recuperation expenses."

"There will be a basic salary during the treatment period."

"As for compensation, I will help you get it."

"If you can't get it, I'll give it to you."

"The company will also be responsible for any legal issues."

"You don't need to do anything right now, and you don't need to worry. Just focus on getting better."

I also need to appease my subordinates.

"Brother Long, sit down."

He called out to the older brother who was busy pouring him water.

"I don't want to drink, so you don't need to bother."

"Tell me the specifics."

"Okay." After sitting down, Brother Long stretched his right arm.

He also had a minor injury on his back, but it wasn't a big problem.

"Let me speak," Shu Chang began.

“You rest, I’ll listen to him,” Zhang Yuan said, directly stopping him.

Brother Long is more professional and can see more details.

Even if Changchang is a woman with sharp eyes, her experience in the ways of the world is far inferior to that of her older brothers.

"Wait a minute before we get to the point. Does this Mr. Hu Jin have any family members?"

He pointed to the person in the hospital bed.

"My child just started elementary school, and my wife is studying in our hometown with him, so she can't come over right away. She can only arrive tomorrow," Brother Long replied quickly.

“Bring his wife and children to the capital, so the children can go to school there.”

"The money for handling the formalities and using connections goes through the company's accounts." He said this to Shu Chang.

Can rural children and children in Beijing have the same educational resources?

A world of difference.

The difficulty of taking the college entrance exam in the future will be several orders of magnitude different.

Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them.

If they had treated Du Yuming's family like Chiang Kai-shek did, wouldn't they have all betrayed him?

Changchang nodded to show that she understood. She immediately realized that the treatment and subsidies were just to appease them, while taking care of her family was just for show for the other people in the security company.

Otherwise, who will risk their life for you if you encounter dangerous situations in the future?

The speed at which these martial artists throw punches depends entirely on how fast you pay them, and it also depends on loyalty and brotherhood.

“We arrived here a few days ago,” Brother Long then began to recount the details.

When they arrived, things went relatively smoothly at first.

When Yu Zheng's company employees saw several well-mannered finance personnel being escorted by a van full of muscular men whose shirts were so stretched they looked deformed, they quickly became respectful.

We're just laborers, making a few thousand yuan a month. Why risk our lives like this?

No one stopped him. He sat down in the office, and Brother Long and his men guarded the door. He took the company's ledgers and financial statements and began to examine them.

I felt something was wrong as soon as I saw it on the first day; this was supposed to be a "clear account."

Shu Chang has received professional training from "Tilanqiao".

I know a lot of techniques for keeping two, or even three or four, books of accounts, and how to distinguish them.

Just like the famous movie "Catch Me If You Can" starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hanks.

The people best able to distinguish between genuine and counterfeit checks and banknotes are not printing presses or bank employees, but counterfeiting experts.

The people best able to spot fake accounts are not financial experts, but those who have been imprisoned for economic crimes.

Shu Chang immediately asked the other party's finance department to see the actual accounts.

You need to check the other person's computer.

The other party said they forgot their computer password and couldn't log in.

A written application for a financial investigation is also required.

Don't be fooled by how gentle Changchang seems in front of him; she reacted immediately when she heard the other party acting like a scoundrel.

She immediately found a blank A4 sheet of paper at the other company and handwrote a financial investigation application for the company's shareholders.

He then took out the official seal from his backpack, stamped it, and then slammed it on the other person's table.

I've written this "imperial decree" on the spot; you can decide what to do with it yourself.

He then sat in the finance office and looked at the other person.

That means...

"I will manage what the Eastern Depot dares not manage, and I will kill those who the Eastern Depot dares not kill. I will manage what the Eastern Depot can manage, and I will manage even more what the Eastern Depot cannot manage."

I acted first and reported later, with Brother Yuan's special permission; that's who I am.

Zhang Yuan granted her the privilege of "acting expediently".

The other person glanced at her attitude, then looked at the group of burly men "warming up" around them.

I imagined myself covered in sweat...

Fortunately, after searching for most of the day, and with it almost time to leave work, the other party made an excuse to go home.

Shu Chang understood the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy. Guan Zhao would return the money himself tomorrow. You all need to prepare the real ledgers, turn on your computers, and wait for me, or you'll face the consequences.

Give the other party a chance to be sensible, so as to avoid a real fight and cause even bigger trouble.

The problem arose on the second day.

At 9:00 AM the next morning, it was the same setup as yesterday, the same group of people.

I arrived at the company entrance on time, ready to go inside.

When they were less than ten meters away from the gate, Brother Long, the leader, suddenly sniffed and sensed that something was wrong.

If you practice martial arts regularly, you can sense when something is wrong.

It's not just a sense of smell, but also a perceptive ability, which many high-level bodyguards possess.

In that brief moment of distraction, whoosh...

Brother Long hurriedly called for "protection," but was immediately surrounded.

"Get in the car, and run!"

He immediately gave the order, then rushed to the car and opened the door himself.

A few brothers were responsible for covering the rear and blocking people, while the rest surrounded the finance staff and hid in the car.

We've been ambushed!

Even if someone is prepared, they can still strike quickly.

The one who is most seriously injured is the one lying in the hospital bed.

He suffered soft tissue contusions all over his body, required stitches to his face and head, suffered a concussion, and also had fractures to his sternum and arm.

Seeing his brother being beaten, Brother Long, who had started the car, told his underling to drive while he went to help him out.

That's how they managed to pull him back.

I just didn't expect the other side to have "ranged units".

Seeing their quick reaction, he was about to run.

These guys pick up stones and bricks and throw them.

Shu Chang was hit at that moment.

My forehead was slightly scraped by a pebble.

My right ankle was hit by a brick, it's bruised, and I'm limping a bit, but no bones are broken.

When Brother Long pushed her into the car, he was hit on the back with a brick.

But at least they escaped, and most of them were not seriously injured.

After listening to Brother Long's description, Zhang Yuan glanced at Changchang's slightly pale face.

I don't know if it was physical pain or shock.

I felt a burning sensation in my chest.

A raging fire condensed in his chest.

A feeling of tightness, tightness...

I originally thought that Yu Zheng was just a scoundrel, greedy for money, and somewhat "rebellious" towards me.

Now it seems this is no ordinary act of rebellion; we must take strong measures!
"What's your assessment of these people?" Zhang Yuan asked, suppressing his anger.

"He's throwing wild, unorthodox punches; he doesn't look like a professional."

"If it weren't for the ambush, and the fact that I had people to protect me."

"There are enough of us to take them down."

The results of matches between professionals and amateurs are even more exaggerated than in games.

Of course, this is on the premise that professional weapons cannot be used.

In a bare-handed fight, someone with training can beat an untrained person to a pulp; it's basically a one-hit kill the moment you exchange blows, leaving you in a deep, infant-like sleep. Brother Long is furious just thinking about it; he was ambushed and suffered a huge loss.

The local gangs are so rude!
"Also, we've been being watched all along."

"They were all there when we got to the hospital," Brother Long said softly.

"now?"

"Correct."

Zhang Yuan fell silent upon hearing this.

The other party has used local strongmen, which is very disadvantageous to us.

But if their background is really that strong, then who would be the thugs and gangsters?

Those with powerful backgrounds are all people like Gao Qiqiang.

I won't do anything thuggish.

Based on Brother Long's description, it doesn't seem like the methods of a top-tier boss.

If Yu Zhengzhen really knew that kind of person, he wouldn't have needed to do this.

"Okay, I understand."

"I'll handle the rest."

He glanced around the ward.

"It's not safe here either."

"You should protect yourselves and your people first."

"I'm going out."

"Changchang, you should rest too. I'll handle it."

"Don't do anything dangerous," Shu Chang said worriedly.

“The dangerous one is the other side,” Zhang Yuan said, then let out a deep breath and quickly left.

……

On the other side, Yu Zhengzheng was having dinner with a second-generation rich kid with messy hair.

"I'm telling you, you can rest assured here. There's nothing I can't do."

As he spoke, he pinched the waist of the woman next to him.

His eyes were dark and his face was somewhat swollen; it was clear that his body had been ravaged by alcohol and sex.

You can tell if someone is an outstanding second-generation heir just by looking at their spirit and energy.

An outstanding second-generation individual has bright eyes, speaks eloquently, and maintains proper posture when standing or sitting.

This kind of person is at most called a second-generation rich kid.

But there's a saying that birds of a feather flock together.

Someone like Yu Zheng, if you let him associate with particularly upright people, it seems a bit like a strongman locking up a man.

He glanced at the young master next to him and suppressed his disdain.

The main goal was to find a local strongman to help them break free from Zhang Yuan's control.

I needed money a few years ago, so cooperation was possible.

Now that I'm famous and have a lot of work to my name, I have a lot of people who want to invest in me!
You're nothing!
And that slap still hurts a little to this day; he's known for being petty.

These caps that are off-center often have pinholes.

He collaborated with this second-generation local from Hengdian, but he never intended to spend his life with him.

Once he's climbed to a higher position in a few years, we can kick him out too.

Your father has already retired, and he will only go further down the social ladder in the future. It won't be difficult for him to get rid of you then.

"What do you think now?"

"That Zhang Yuan guy, he's too scared to come, isn't he?"

"Hahahaha..." the second-generation kid laughed loudly and took a big gulp of wine.

“Yes… I also wanted to ask you something.” Yu Zheng pushed up his glasses.

"How did you do it?"

That day, after he learned that someone had come to check the accounts, he asked this person to have dinner with him to discuss it.

"Palace" made a huge profit this time!

Revenue exceeded 100 million.

He's unwilling to share this money with the shareholders.

If the accounting results in little to no income, or even a loss, then once the money is transferred, it's all mine.

Why should we give you tens of millions?

For tens of millions in profits, what do personal relationships and face matter?

As for his character... he never had one, so there's no need to worry about that.

"What else do we need to do?" the second-generation thug chuckled smugly.

"Just get someone to teach them a lesson!"

"I happen to know a guy whose men are currently unemployed."

"Just treat them to a meal and give them a red envelope."

"Ah, damn it!" Upon hearing this, Yu Zheng instinctively felt a chill.

"How do we do it?"

"Damn!" the second-generation rich kid chuckled greasyly. "Want to hear the details?"

……

He embellished the story.

After hearing all this, Yu Zheng's forehead was covered in sweat.

"You mean, Shu Chang is injured too?"

"So what? Women are meant to be beaten and fucked!" He slapped the girl next to him hard on the butt.

"This, this, won't cause a big problem, will it?"

"You don't understand Zhang Yuan, he's a person..."

"What's wrong? Does he think he can cause trouble in Hengdian?" the man said dismissively.

"So what if you're from the capital? This is my territory."

"If he dares to make a single move, he won't be able to go home."

"And don't worry, I've already had someone keeping an eye on things." He pointed to his head, which was dyed yellow, and thought he was extremely clever.

"Third brother, how are those guys doing now?"

"That guy named Zhang Yuan arrived today."

"Ah!" Yu Zheng almost stood up when he heard that he had gone to Hengdian.

"She went to the hospital, and then left."

Where did you go?

"They said they went to the film studio."

"You didn't come to my company, did you?" Yu asked anxiously.

"No, with my older brother here, how could he dare to come?" This person even flattered his boss as he spoke.

"And then what? Where did he go?" Yu Zheng asked anxiously.

"I'll call and ask."

He made the call while smoking, and a few minutes later, he put down his phone with a smile.

"Brother, Boss Yu, that guy slunk away!"

"They've already taken a late flight."

"You've left Hengdian?"

"They're gone, hahaha!"

Yu Zheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, but then his eyes darted around and he asked again.

"What about the rest of the people, especially Shu Chang?"

Lai Tou Si said that they are still in Hengdian and did not leave together.

"But they were transferred to another hospital."

"He was so scared that he abandoned his woman."

"Hahahahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"I'm telling you, you're still a coward!" The second-generation rich kid laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"I can't believe I'm afraid of someone like that."

"I'm looking forward to having a go at him and seeing if he's as tough as the guys in the movies."

"I'll beat him until he kneels down, begs for mercy, and sings 'Conquer'."

"Those who act are just cowards!"

“This…” Yu Zheng was very surprised when he heard the result.

He just... left like that?
Moreover, they abandoned their own people and didn't take them with them.

Is he that kind of person?
Yu Zheng always felt there was a disconnect.

They were so fierce before, yet they still sent someone a thousand miles to deliver a slap to me.

This is the result!
Oh... so you're being unreasonable with me, huh?

They reveal their true nature when they encounter local bullies.

He felt the slap stinging more and more.

I should have slapped him back on the spot.

Thinking of this, a malicious smile appeared on his otherwise ferocious face.

You deserve to be taught a lesson!
He then started drinking with the second-generation rich kid, constantly flattering him throughout the meal, his face beaming with joy, and his posture very humble.

He even offered to introduce the other party to a young actress.

I drank myself into a stupor the whole way and didn't get home until midnight.

I woke up the next day at noon.

He recalled what happened yesterday after he got up.

The effects of the alcohol wore off, and the exhilarating feeling subsided.

Once he regained his senses, he carefully recalled the incident of "Zhang Yuan escaping alone".

He savored it repeatedly.

He always felt that there was something strange about this whole thing.

This strange feeling left him with a sense of unease. (End of Chapter)