CHAPTER 891: CHAPTER 891: YE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO BULLIES SO BRAZENLY

"What?" Not just He Qingwei, but even the Zhang family father and son were taken aback. The mine at Little Zhou Mountain belongs to the Zhang family, known by everyone in the Capital. How did it become Han Yan’s?

"The old master of the Zhang family sold the mine at Little Zhou Mountain to me last year. What is Zhang Jingtong doing using it as collateral? Clearly, he’s tricking you. You’re not young anymore, how could you fall for such a trick?" Han Yan remarked earnestly to He Qingwei.

"Impossible, how come I didn’t know about this?" He Qingwei questioned suspiciously.

"Nonsense, who are you to the Zhang family? Why should you know? What does the Zhang family have to do with you? Even if you’re looking for trouble because you’re bored, it has nothing to do with meddling in the Zhang family’s affairs." Han Yan snorted coldly.

Hearing Han Yan throw He Qingwei’s words back at him, Mu Zexian and others couldn’t stop grinning.

"In any case, that mine has long been mine. You were deceived by Zhang Jingtong. If you want to collect debts, go to Zhang Jingtong. As for the mine, not a chance." Han Yan continued.

He Qingwei, Song Zhe, and the others looked at each other, unable to believe Han Yan’s words. Han Yan hadn’t even been to the Capital a year ago. How could he have bought the Zhang family’s property? Isn’t this blatant lying?

"Young Master Mu, without any evidence, you saying the mine is yours doesn’t make it so. I might as well say it’s mine." Although He Qingwei feared Han Yan, seeing the cooked duck about to fly away made him both anxious and angry, he said stubbornly.

"If you don’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do." Han Yan shrugged indifferently.

"You say the Family Head Zhang sold you the mine a year ago, do you have contract documents to prove it?" He Qingwei asked.

"Contract documents? Of course, I have them. How could I not?" Han Yan patted his forehead and turned to Zhang Moyang, "Patriarch Zhang, please have someone prepare brush and ink. We’ll take out the contract documents right now and show him. Remember, it’s the contract from a year ago."

Prepare brush and ink, get the contract documents out to see, it’s still the contract from a year ago...

Hearing Han Yan’s words, He Qingwei and the others’ faces turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Mu Zexian and others were first stunned, then burst into loud laughter.

Zhang Moyang and his son exchanged a glance, secretly amused. They had only considered Zhang Jingtong’s papers, feeling that He Qingwei and the others had reason on their side, giving the Zhang family no chance to refute. They never thought Han Yan would come up with such a move.

Since the Zhang family mine was already sold to someone else a year ago, Zhang Jingtong’s paper wouldn’t count. It was merely a deception to He Qingwei; how to handle it was their matter, having nothing to do with the Zhang family mine.

One has to admit, Han Yan’s move was clever. The only thing that made the Zhang family father and son feel helplessly amused was that, even if a fake document was needed, there was no need to prepare brush and ink to fake it blatantly in front of others, was there?

"Han Yan, don’t push it too far!" He Qingwei knew the cooked duck had really flown away, got so angry that he pointed at Han Yan’s nose and cursed.

"Young Master He, you now realize I like to bully people?" Han Yan’s face darkened as he spoke coldly.

"You, you are unreasonable." Under Han Yan’s cold stare, He Qingwei felt a chill in his heart, suddenly aware of who stood before him, quickly retreating two steps, sounding aggrieved with a sob.

"Nonsense, who am I, Han Yan, you don’t know? Have you heard about me being reasonable with anyone before?" Han Yan rolled his eyes disdainfully, "And didn’t you also say, have you seen a playboy talk about reason? Now you talk reason with me? Isn’t that slapping your own face?"

With this kind of person, they still have the nerve to talk about reason, truly a disgrace to the playboy world.

Tears welled in He Qingwei’s eyes: How did I forget, this guy is the Capital’s number one playboy, talking reason with him, isn’t that asking for it? Whether right or wrong, it’s always him who’s right.

What is a playboy, this is the real playboy! He Qingwei suddenly felt that he had wasted these years in the Capital, only now understanding this truth.

"Alright, I have some serious matters to discuss with the Family Head Zhang, if you have nothing, leave, don’t stay here being an eyesore." Han Yan glanced at He Qingwei and others with disdain.

"We’re leaving." Though He Qingwei was full of depression, he knew as long as Han Yan was around, he had no chance of laying hands on the Zhang family mine.

If they used some petty tricks to harm Zhang Jingtong and plot the Zhang family mine was justified, then Han Yan playing this hand was equally justified, they had no chance to refute.

"Qingwei, and those three million." Song Zhe reminded, other people also looked eagerly at He Qingwei.

Although they couldn’t get the mine, the white and black written proof was there, the three million Zhang Jingtong owed couldn’t be talked away, now they sought second-best.

"Patriarch Zhang, since your mine has been sold to Young Master Mu, I won’t mention it further, but Zhang Jingtong is, after all, a descendant of the Zhang family; you can’t ignore the three million debt, right?" He Qingwei responded, having painstakingly plotted and ended up empty-handed felt too much of a loss, not to mention they also threw in tens of thousands to make Zhang Jingtong sign that document, they couldn’t return without anything.

"Chi Hua, give it to them." Zhang Moyang thought for a bit and said, repaying debts is right and proper, even though the trouble was caused by Zhang Jingtong, he is still a Zhang family member, he couldn’t let him go on the run for a few million, nor could he let outsiders laugh at the Zhang family.

Yet this debt would ultimately fall on Zhang Jingtong’s branch of the family, and he had no hesitation.

Zhang Chihua, seeing the mine was protected, felt relieved and didn’t mind the few million, took out silver notes and threw them to He Qingwei.

He Qingwei took the silver notes and left with Song Zhe and others.

Though they didn’t get the mine, they managed to extort over two million, a thought that made the group satisfied and cheerful.

"Wait a moment." At this moment, Mu Zexian spoke.

The Zhang family father and son didn’t care about the three million, Han Yan was also not interested in meddling more, but Mu Zexian harbored deep grudges against He Qingwei’s group, being mocked earlier, now seeing them smug, he was still upset.

"Mu Zexian, what else do you want?" He Qingwei stopped, looking impatiently at Mu Zexian.

What do I want, you guess? Mu Zexian sneered internally.

(Asking for monthly tickets, how’s everyone’s New Year going?)