Chapter 122: Is Qin Ze a white glove?

Fusheng Hotel entrance.

Zhang Zhenguo, supported by his secretary, stumbled to the roadside.

The night wind blew, and he shivered all over; the alcohol hit his head, and he almost couldn't stand steady.

The secretary quickly supported him:

"Director Zhang, take it slow."

Zhang Zhenguo panted, looking back at the window on the top floor of the hotel that was still lit.

He touched his cheek, which was still burning, and the more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

"Xiao Chen..." Zhang Zhenguo lowered his voice.

"Do you think this kid wasn't bluffing me just now?"

The secretary was stunned:

"Director Zhang, what do you mean?"

"I'm talking about his background!" Zhang Zhenguo gritted his teeth.

"Shen Zhihong has already retired! Even if he greeted them, the city would sell him some face, but it wouldn't go so far as to let this kid be so arrogant, right?"

"He even dared to hit me? Even dared to make me drink a whole bottle of white liquor?"

"Is he really not afraid of death?"

"Do you think the so-called big shot behind him is real or fake?"

The secretary was silent for a few seconds, then spoke cautiously:

"Director Zhang, it doesn't look like this kid was bluffing you."

"This kid is so arrogant, and he's managed to create so many businesses in Jiangcheng in such a short time."

"Think about it, his Qingfeng Holdings, Qingteng Apartment, and that bar, plus the new technology company he registered..."

"At this speed and scale, if there wasn't a big shot supporting him behind the scenes, I wouldn't believe it even if I died."

Zhang Zhenguo frowned and didn't speak.

The secretary continued to analyze:

"And think about the slap he gave you just now."

"He didn't even hesitate; that look of having nothing to fear isn't something an ordinary person can fake."

Zhang Zhenguo was silent.

"So you mean..."

The secretary lowered his voice:

"I think, according to normal logic, this Qin Ze should be a white glove for some big shot."

"He's doing business on the surface, but actually, he's helping someone above manage assets."

"Otherwise, how do you explain the speed of his rise?"

"How do you explain that he dared to lay a hand on you?"

"And in these kinds of things, it's better to be safe than sorry!"

White glove.

Zhang Zhenguo sobered up a bit more.

If this Qin Ze was a white glove, then it made sense.

If someone is acting on the front stage, there will be someone supporting them behind the scenes.

If he really offended someone he shouldn't have, his position

Zhang Zhenguo did not dare to think any further.

He gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone, flipped to Liu Bin's number, and dialed it directly.

The phone rang a few times before it was answered.

Liu Bin's voice carried a hint of caution:

"Hello, Director Zhang! Do you have any instructions?"

"Liu Bin." Zhang Zhenguo's voice was as cold as ice.

"I am no longer going to involve myself in your business."

There was silence on the other end of the line for two seconds.

"Director Zhang, you... what did you say?"

"I said, I am no longer going to involve myself in your business!" Zhang Zhenguo repeated.

"I will have someone return those things you sent me tomorrow."

"Listen clearly: from today on, you have no relationship with me whatsoever."

Liu Bin's voice suddenly became panicked:

"Director Zhang! Director Zhang, please don't! What has happened to you?"

"Is it because that Qin Ze went to see you? Director Zhang, listen to me..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Zhenguo interrupted him directly.

"I am telling you, if you have the time, go and apologize to Qin Ze in person."

"Have a better attitude and strive for his forgiveness."

"Otherwise, even I cannot protect you."

On the other end of the phone, Liu Bin was silent for a few seconds.

Then his voice became somewhat unconvinced:

"Director Zhang, isn't it just that Shen Jingshu's father is backing Qin Ze?"

"Shen Zhihong has already retired! Even if he made a call, people are just giving him face!"

"Once this wind blows over, won't we be able to deal with him then?"

"Why do I have to apologize?"

"He made me look so pathetic! My wife ran away! I have lost so much face in Jiangcheng, damn it!"

"Just let him off like this? I am not reconciled!"

After hearing this, Zhang Zhenguo was so angry he almost threw his phone.

"Not reconciled? Use your pig brain and think about it!"

"This Qin Ze has risen to success in such a short period of time!"

"Do you dare to say he has no one behind him?"

"Haven't you used your brain to think about that?"

Liu Bin fell silent on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Zhenguo took a deep breath, his tone carrying a hint of chill:

"I am telling you, this Qin Ze might very well be a 'white glove' pushed to the front by some big shot above!"

"I am in this position now; I don't fear the ten thousand, I only fear the 'what if'!"

"Cut ties with me immediately! Do not splash any dirty water on me in the future!"

"From now on, you are on your own!"

After saying this, Zhang Zhenguo hung up the phone directly.

He stood by the side of the road, looking at Liu Bin's name on the phone screen, and gritted his teeth.

Then he tucked his phone into his pocket and, supported by his secretary, got into the car.

Qin Ze walked to the window, watching as Zhang Zhenguo and his secretary got into the car and left!

Only then did he let out a complete sigh of relief!

To be honest, when he threw that slap just now, he actually had no confidence at all in his heart.

He was truly gambling.

Gambling that Zhang Zhenguo would not dare to confront him head-on.

Gambling that his own aura would be enough to bluff him.

Gambling that Shen Zhihong's lingering influence in the city could still suppress this Deputy Director.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

Qin Ze sat up straight, picked up the water glass on the table, and took a big gulp.

As the cold mineral water slid down his throat, he felt his heartbeat slowly calm down.

But he knew very well.

Bluffing Zhang Zhenguo would only work for these few days at most.

Once Zhang Zhenguo calmed down and went to investigate, discovering that there was actually no heaven-defying figure behind him, that old bastard would definitely retaliate with even greater intensity.

Therefore, the most urgent task at hand.

Was to use the fastest speed to completely crush Liu Bin before Zhang Zhenguo could react!

He absolutely could not give Liu Bin even the slightest chance to strike back!

Qin Ze stood up, walked to the office desk, and pulled open the drawer.

Inside the drawer lay a kraft paper file bag.

He picked up the file bag, untied the white string sealing it, and dumped everything inside onto the table with a clatter.

Photos, transfer records, chat screenshots, hotel room booking records...

A thick stack of materials, all of them being Liu Bin's dirt.

These materials were what he had previously asked Brother Hu to collect.

He had originally intended to keep them as a backup; if Liu Bin behaved, these things would never see the light of day.

But now it seemed that Liu Bin was not a person who deserved to be let off.

Qin Ze organized the materials, then opened his computer and logged into his email.

He scanned all the materials into electronic versions and packed them into a compressed file.

The attachment upload was complete.

In the recipient field, he entered the company email address of the Yongxing Real Estate headquarters.

The cursor hovered over the send button.

Qin Ze took a deep breath.

Then, he clicked it.

The email was sent successfully.

After finishing all this, Qin Ze picked up his phone and dialed Liu Bin's number directly.

The phone rang twice before it was answered.

"Hello?"

When Liu Bin answered the phone and saw it was Qin Ze's number.

His voice instinctively carried a hint of hostility.