Best Young Master
Chapter 57 - 57 052 Hatred Escalates
57: Chapter 052 [Hatred Escalates] 57: Chapter 052 [Hatred Escalates] “Assistant Ye was quite impressive just now,”
“Yeah, she scared He Fenghua so much that she didn’t dare let out a single fart.”
“If only my future husband could be as domineering and impressive.”
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A Coaster van slowly departed from the Hanghu Bidding Center, and inside the vehicle, the employees of the Lv Hu Group Jiangnan Company excitedly discussed everything that had happened today.
When they talked about Ye Fan’s actions, many of the female employees’ eyes sparkled with admiration, almost as if they wanted to confess their feelings to Ye Fan right away.
Listening to her colleagues’ excited discussions, the business department’s female public relations staff who had earlier nearly clung to Xu Weize hesitated and asked Assistant Yang, “Assistant Yang, who is Assistant Ye, really?
Is he not afraid of He Fenghua’s retaliation at all?”
“Aren’t Mr.
Su and Chairman Su not to be trifled with either?”
The female employee who had a huge crush on Ye Fan sarcastically countered, clearly dissatisfied with the female public relations staff’s comments.
It wasn’t just her; the others also glared at the female public relations staff with displeasure.
Seeing their reaction, the female public relations staff didn’t dare say more and only stole a glance at Yang Miaomiao, realizing that Yang Miaomiao did not seem to be worried at all.
And indeed, that was the case.
In Yang Miaomiao’s view, Ye Fan was Su Yuxin’s lifesaver and was currently in charge of treating her condition.
The Su Family would not just stand by and watch the He Family lay a finger on Ye Fan.
After leaving the bidding center, Su Yuxin did not request Zhang Tiejun and the others to return to the company.
Instead, she decided to personally treat everyone to a meal at the quasi-five-star Jiuzhou International Hotel.
It was partly to celebrate the company’s acquisition of the Binhe New District Phase One project and partly to reward Zhang Tiejun and others for their efforts in the previous period.
Because of the successful bid, not only were Zhang Tiejun and his colleagues in high spirits during the meal, but Su Yuxin herself also exhibited a rare full-faced smile.
Even Ye Fan was somewhat influenced by everyone’s mood and for the first time vaguely experienced the joy of teamwork.
After the meal, Su Yuxin gave Zhang Tiejun and the others half a day off and decided to hold a celebration at the end of the month.
The entire bidding work team as well as middle and upper-level managers from the company would attend.
At the celebration, employees who contributed to the bidding process would be rewarded.
Except for Ye Fan, everyone else was overjoyed at Su Yuxin’s decision.
Even Ye Fan couldn’t help but inwardly admire Su Yuxin’s distinctive way of managing the company.
By comparison, Ye Fan felt that Su Yuxin’s decision to use legal means against He Fenghua and Xu Weize at the end was a bit too optimistic.
As if to confirm Ye Fan’s judgment, after lunch, Su Yuxin received a call from Su Hongyuan.
The joy on her face vanished, replaced by anger and helplessness.
“Did the police not do anything to He Fenghua and Xu Weize?” Ye Fan asked with a wry smile, noticing the change in Su Yuxin’s expression.
Su Yuxin nodded and said, “Yeah.
My grandfather just called me about the police taking He Fenghua away, and I told him the truth.
He said the police claimed that since there’s only audio and no video, there’s a possibility that someone fabricated or impersonated He Fenghua and Xu Weize; it’s not enough to serve as evidence.”
Su Yuxin’s words confirmed Ye Fan’s earliest judgment.
He pondered for a moment and was about to speak when he saw Su Yuxin’s face showing a bit of frustration as she said, “The police suddenly changed their attitude because the He Family pulled some strings.
I wanted to have my grandfather use his connections to put He Fenghua and Xu Weize in jail, but he said that doing so would cause an earthquake in both Jiangnan’s officialdom and business circles; the cost would be too great, and it wouldn’t be worth it.
Furthermore, the Su Family’s backer in the government wouldn’t agree to it.”
“Taking on He Fenghua wouldn’t even be enough to cause a scratch to the entire He Family; your grandfather’s decision isn’t wrong,”
Over the past month, although Ye Fan still hadn’t fully integrated into secular life, he had come to understand some of the rules of society and knew that taking down a power like the He Family required a fatal blow.
“I know, but whenever I think of how arrogant and overbearing He Fenghua was in front of you, I just feel uncomfortable.”
Su Yuxin sighed softly.
Two years of hard work had led her to achieve impressive results in corporate management and business competition.
However, whenever it involved the murky interactions of government and business, it was always Su Hongyuan who was steering the ship behind the scenes.
Seeing Su Yuxin unwittingly reveal her thoughts, Ye Fan felt a strange sentiment stir within him, but Su Yuxin, noticing Ye Fan’s silence, suddenly realized something and, eager to cover up her embarrassment, quickly walked ahead.
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Just as Su Hongyuan had said, the police changed their attitude, and the city bureau’s criminal investigation brigade released the detainees without delay.
“Captain Shi, you should be more careful when you arrest people next time.
Don’t make arrests without evidence; otherwise, the consequences could be severe.”
Waiting downstairs at the city bureau building, Lu Jian, who had been waiting early, saw Shi Qing release He Fenghua and Xu Weize downstairs under the directive of the leadership and he stated a vindictive remark, “Not everyone has such a good temperament as Young Master He.”
“I’m sorry,”
Hearing Lu Jian’s sarcastic and contemptuous words, Shi Qing was very annoyed but also knew that he, a mere deputy captain of the municipal criminal investigation brigade, should not get involved in the struggle between the colossal Su and He families.
Therefore, he could only forcibly suppress his anger and apologize with a feigned smile.
Seeing this, Lu Jian wanted to vent his frustrations further but was stopped by a look from He Fenghua.
“Young Master He, why stop me?
Dogs like him should be taught a lesson, lest they forget their place,” Lu Jian said somewhat disgruntledly as they arrived at the police station’s parking lot.
He Fenghua responded indifferently, “If he’s just a dog, why bother stooping to his level?”
“You’re right, Young Master He,” Lu Jian quickly agreed, eager to flatter.
He Fenghua ignored Lu Jian’s sycophancy and turned his attention to Xu Weize.
“I’m sorry, Young Master He.
This was all my fault!”
Sensing He Fenghua’s gaze, Xu Weize hastily bowed and apologized, his demeanor resembling that of an ancient servant admitting fault to his master, wishing he could kneel and kowtow.
“The mistake is not yours,” He Fenghua said after a slight pause.
“Go home and rest for a few days, and report to the He Group at the beginning of the month.”
“Thank…
thank you, Young Master He!”
Although Xu Weize had thought He Fenghua would not blame him, it was only when the moment actually arrived that his worried heart truly relaxed.
He felt that his loyalty to He Fenghua was the most correct decision of his life, and was moved almost to tears.
“Young Master He, you still plan to employ this kind of person?” After Xu Weize left, Lu Jian asked somewhat puzzled.
“Xu Weize’s identity was discovered because that Ye person installed a miniature listening device in his glasses, not because he betrayed me.
I was also careless, only considering if he was being followed and neglecting the possibility of someone installing a listening device on him.”
As He Fenghua watched Xu Weize’s departing figure, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, “Besides, punishing him would be meaningless.
Better to grant him a great favor and make him even more devoted to working for me in the future!”
“No wonder my father told me to learn more about the ways of the world from you, Young Master He.
Comparing myself with you, I’m truly out of my depth.”
Lu Jian discreetly offered another compliment, and then remembering Ye Fan’s actions, his swollen face twisted with rage, “Young Master He, we can overlook Xu Weize’s matter, but that bastard Ye must not be let off.
Would you like to cripple him or should he just ‘evaporate’ from the face of the earth?”
“I will deal with this matter personally.
I want to see for myself just how tough he is!”
Speaking of Ye Fan, He Fenghua’s expression became terrifyingly cold.
Ye Fan had not only ruined the He Group’s plans to win the contract for the Binhe New District Phase One project, exposed Xu Weize as an undercover agent, but also threw him out of the bidding hall like trash in front of everyone.
He Fenghua would not let Ye Fan off for any of these offenses.
Feeling the chilly menace in He Fenghua’s words, Lu Jian discreetly remained silent, opened the car door for He Fenghua, and waited until he got into the car, before walking towards his own vehicle.
Once in the car, He Fenghua lit a cigarette, took a light puff, and then pulled out his cellphone to dial the phone number of Qiao Bazhi, the godfather of both Hanghu and the larger Jiangnan underworld.
“It’s a rarity for Young Master He to make a call,” Qiao Bazhi said as soon as the call connected, his seemingly complimentary tone grating to He Fenghua’s ears—he knew the day’s events had already reached Qiao Bazhi.
“Master Eight, you had Liu Qin call me last time, offering to break the legs of that Ye person close to Su Yuxin.
I didn’t agree,” He Fenghua said, ignoring Qiao Bazhi’s tone and speaking deliberately.
“You know I’m somewhat proud, so I hope you can understand.”
“Understandable, understandable.
How could such a minor figure catch the eye of someone like Young Master He?” Qiao Bazhi continued to flatter with a laugh, while inwardly sneering.
Just as He Fenghua could guess he had heard about today’s events, Qiao Bazhi could guess the reason for He Fenghua’s call.
In his view, He Fenghua was the classic hypocrite, playing both the whore and the moralist.
“Master Eight, let’s be clear with each other.
Someone like Su Yuxin, I don’t take her seriously, but I cannot tolerate a nobody, a bastard, daring to lay hands on me.”
Perhaps finding Qiao Bazhi’s words irritating, He Fenghua got straight to the point, “You decapitate that bastard Ye for me, and I will introduce you to Han Guodong.”
“No problem.
When do you want it done?” Qiao Bazhi, having dropped the pleasantries, indirectly confirmed his acceptance of the deal.
“The sooner, the better,” He Fenghua said, adding a reminder, “Also, I hope you can do it without anyone noticing, leaving no trace.”
“Please trust the professional, Young Master He.”
Qiao Bazhi stroked his bald head and let out a sinister laugh, “As you said yourself, dirty work is the business of people like us.”