Chapter 51: A Talk with Zhao Xiong?
All eyes fell simultaneously on Jiang Feng.
A broken funding chain is the company's biggest problem; even if we keep control, without money the project can't move forward, and the company will eventually go bankrupt.
Jiang Feng leaned against the chair back, his tone even: "I'll solve the funding‑chain problem. The root lies with the Zhao Family; if we can get the Zhao Family to loosen up, restore cooperation, and release the capital that was previously blocked, the project can continue, and the company will naturally be able to turn around."
"Find the Zhao Family?"
Ye Zhonghai quickly waved his hand, his face full of worry.
"No way, Jiang Feng! The Zhao Family now hates us to the point of itching teeth, especially Zhao Xiong; last time you ruined his son, he wants to eat your flesh! If anyone has to go, it's me!"
He knows Zhao Xiong's temper—ruthless and cruel, capable of anything; if Jiang Feng went, he'd surely be at a loss.
"Uncle Ye, I must go."
Jiang Feng stood up and patted Ye Zhonghai's shoulder.
"It's my fault that we offended the Zhao Family, so I should go solve it. Moreover, if you go, Zhao Xiong won't give you a friendly look; he might even open his mouth like a lion. Only if I go will he behave."
His tone was firm, giving Ye Zhonghai no chance to rebut, and he turned to look at the remaining shareholders.
"Rest assured, within three days I guarantee to get the Zhao Family to resume cooperation; once the funding issue is solved, you can continue working under Uncle Ye, and stop thinking about withdrawing your shares. If you dare cause trouble again, I don't mind acquiring your shares as well."
The shareholders, swept by his gaze, instantly tucked their necks and waved repeatedly.
"Wouldn't dare! Mr. Jiang, rest assured, we will swear lifelong loyalty to General Manager Ye!"
"Right! We all listen to General Manager Ye and Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Feng said no more, turned and walked out of the conference room.
Just as Jiang Feng left, Ye Zhonghai's phone rang; it was Ye Xiaoyue calling.
He answered, his tone still a bit weary.
"Xiaoyue, what's up?"
"Dad, how's the company? The shareholders haven't forced you to step down, have they?"
Ye Xiaoyue's biggest worry was her family's bankruptcy; if that happened, her good days would truly be over.
"It's fine; Jiang Feng came to help, bought Zhang Deputy General Manager's shares, and now the company's control is still in my hands."
Ye Zhonghai sighed and couldn't help urging.
"Jiang Feng did us such a huge favor; you shouldn't treat him so poorly anymore; he's genuinely trying to help us."
"Help us? Isn't that what he should be doing?"
Ye Xiaoyue's voice instantly rose.
"If he hadn't ruined Zhao Qiancheng, could our family have ended up like this? What he's doing now is only right! Dad, don't be fooled by him!"
Ye Zhonghai frowned, a wave of disappointment in his heart.
"Xiaoyue, how can you say that? Jiang Feng owes us nothing; the fact that he can go this far already shows he has done his utmost. I'm telling you, stop dealing with the Zhao Family; they're no good, and getting too close to them will inevitably lead to trouble."
"Got it, got it, I'm busy, hanging up."
Ye Xiaoyue hung up impatiently.
……
At this moment, in a high‑end Western restaurant in Jiangcheng.
Ye Xiaoyue sat by the window, opposite a sharply dressed young man in a suit—Zhao Qianrui, the Zhao Family's third son.
Ye Xiaoyue wore a coquettish smile, a stark contrast to the impatience she showed on the phone.
"Qianrui, you're still the one who treats me well, knowing I'm in a bad mood, and brought me here to eat this."
She speared a piece of steak with her fork and handed it to Zhao Qianrui's lips.
Zhao Qianrui opened his mouth to catch it, smiling as he pinched her cheek.
"Why the courtesy? I've heard about your dad's company—it's just Jiang Feng, right? My brother was ruined by him, but my dad certainly won't let him off; just wait and see, in a few days Jiang Feng will be on his knees begging for mercy!"
Ye Xiaoyue's eyes lit up.
"Really? That's great! I've long disliked Jiang Feng; it'd be best to give him some hardship!"
She paid no heed to Ye Zhonghai's admonition, still hoping the Zhao Family could take care of Jiang Feng.
……
Leaving Jiangfa, Jiang Feng hailed a car and headed straight for the Zhao Family Old Mansion.
The Zhao Family Old Mansion, at the foot of a mountain in Chengjiao, was more imposing than the Li family old mansion, with two towering bodyguards at its gate.
Jiang Feng had just stepped out of the car when the bodyguards briskly approached to block him.
"Stop! This is the Zhao Family Old Mansion; no outsiders allowed!"
"Let Zhao Xiong come out to see me; tell him Jiang Feng is looking for him."
Jiang Feng's tone was even, and he said nothing to the bodyguards.
"Bold! Our Family Head is someone you can just call in to see whenever you want?"
The bodyguard sneered, "Get out quickly, don't make a fuss here, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
Jiang Feng didn't move, only gave them a cold glance.
"I'll say it again: let Zhao Xiong come out, or you won't be able to bear the Consequence."
At that moment, the Zhao Family's steward heard the commotion, ran out, and his face changed instantly upon seeing Jiang Feng.
He had seen Jiang Feng at a Chamber of Commerce banquet and knew he was the one who ruined the Eldest Son Zhao Qiancheng.
He quickly stopped the bodyguards, bowed to Jiang Feng and said, "Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment; I'm going to inform the Family Head right away."
After speaking, he turned and hurried back into the mansion, his heart in a panic.
This guy is someone even the Black Gold Society and assassins can't handle; why is he suddenly showing up at the door?
In the Zhao Family's living room, Zhao Xiong was sitting on the sofa, resting.
The steward rushed in, panting, and said, "Family Head, Jiang Feng… Jiang Feng is here, right at the door!"
"What?"
Zhao Xiong heard that and, with a sudden Standing, his eyes were full of Anger, yet also carried a hint of barely perceptible panic.
"He still dares to come? I didn't look for trouble with him, yet he voluntarily came to my doorstep!"
He recalled Last Time's dispatched assassins, as well as the Black Gold Society members, none of whom returned; without even thinking, he knew they had been dealt with by Jiang Feng.
This shows that Jiang Feng is fundamentally not an ordinary person; he actually feels a bit scared inside, but the grudge over his son being crippled cannot go unanswered.
Therefore, during this period, he can only vent his Anger onto the Ye Family members.
Now Jiang Feng is here, coming to the main host, and he is conflicted.
"Family Head, should we... should we find a reason not to meet?"
The steward asked cautiously.
Zhao Xiong clenched his teeth and tightened his Fist.
"Impossible! If I don't even dare to see him, how will I stand in Jiangcheng later? Let him come in! I want to see just how bold he truly is!"
The steward dared not say more, hurried out and led Jiang Feng inside.
Jiang Feng walked into the living room and scanned the area.
Zhao Xiong sat on the main seat, his complexion iron‑blue, his gaze ferociously fixed on him.
"Jiang Feng! You still dare to come to my Zhao Family!"
Zhao Xiong pounded the Table viciously and said, "My son was crippled by you; you come here, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Jiang Feng ignored him, found a Chair and sat down.
"I'm here to discuss the Ye Family matter; I am the one who crippled your son, and it has nothing to do with the Ye Family."
"Nothing to do with the Ye Family?"
Zhao Xiong, furiously Laughter, said: "Fine, if you want me to spare the Ye Family, you must let me beat you into a cripple."
Speaking, Zhao Xiong reached into his waist and drew a handgun, pointing it at Jiang Feng's Brain, his hand trembling slightly.
Jiang Feng stared at the pitch‑black barrel, his face showing no Silk of fear, instead offering a faint smile.
"Zhao Xiong, I urge you to think clearly. Whether you believe it or not, as long as you dare to act, the Zhao Family will become the first great house in Jiangcheng to be annihilated!"
End of Chapter
