Chapter 158

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Beating a child on a rainy day — idle anyway.

Chen Yi drank tea water, listening to Liang Shi talk about his framing techniques.

"First, you need to set the case. Intentional injury is easiest to frame. You go get an injury certificate — bruises and such — then report it two days later. By then the bruises will be gone, and the injury certificate becomes the main evidence." Liang Shi said with a smile: "There's technique to this injury certificate. If you're framing an ordinary person, get the certificate from the police-designated hospital, find a deputy station chief at a precinct, and the case is set. But I hear the other side are all foreign businessmen's security guards. If you have connections, best to get the certificate from a military hospital. That way police can't trouble the military doctors, and the certificate becomes real."

Chen Yi listened and laughed: "How many years for intentional injury then?"

"One year works, three years works too." Liang Shi slurped a mouthful of tea: "As long as you get him into the detention center, that kid's life is finished. Any two hoodlums can give him trouble, beat him up a couple times, and more years get added. If the anger's too great, frame him again later……"

Liang Shi rolled up his sleeve, poured tea for both of them, and said: "Shall I go talk to those kids? If they drop the civil compensation, half a year in detention and it's over. Many people on scene saw it — he was the one who chased after them."

"That's thoughtful of you." Chen Yi didn't take it to heart himself.

Liang Shi was delighted, hurriedly made a call and said he was going.

After a while, Chen Yi was already in the Raptor, preparing to return to the dormitory.

Liang Shi walked over, but his complexion wasn't too good.

His Armani suit hung loose and wrinkled, like a crumpled ragged jacket, and his flip phone wasn't even closed.

"What happened?" Chen Yi took the initiative to ask.

"They released the people."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, said relatively calmly: "Why?"

"Supposedly a political and legal high official personally spoke up, to escort and protect Jiangning's investment attraction." Liang Shi said, voice low: "Actually, forgetting it is fine too. That surnamed Deng isn't He Family's people. The Party Secretary might know about this too. No need to offend Mitsubishi Group."

Chen Yi nodded to show he understood, yet found Iwasaki Masayoshi's name in his phone and dialed.

He wanted to personally ask Mitsubishi's people what they meant.

If he could get the people back peacefully, that would naturally be the lowest-cost matter.

Whether politician or businessman, all decisions should achieve their purpose at the lowest cost.

Only hoodlums with no prospects, no future, would enjoy today and ignore tomorrow, only weeping and shouting "Just you wait!" when finally pinned under a buttock.

That buttock pinning you down relies on countless struggles and efforts over 10 years.

The waiting ring tone sounded six times on the phone, no one answered.

Chen Yi put down the phone, said thoughtfully to Liang Shi: "Let's stop here for today. Thanks for the trouble."

Liang Shi kept saying no need.

The Raptor fired up, drove toward the urban area.

Chen Yi took out his phone again, called Lu Xiong, said: "Call up a few of your brothers, come with me to Mitsubishi's Jiangbei company."

Lu Xiong didn't ask a single word, immediately prepared to set out.

He had spent over ten years just to learn a bit of kung fu, yet never succeeded. Now following Chen Yi for only a few months, he had already reached the state he dreamed of. Before his eyes there was nothing else.

Chen Yi waved at Liang Shi, drove the Raptor toward the wharf district.

Mitsubishi's Jiangbei company was built near the wharf because their earliest business relied more on sea transport. Now expanding scale, they still requisition land in the wharf district.

If you don't count the waterway barrier in between, the wharf isn't too far from Binjiang Road either — just 10-odd kilometers upstream along the water flow.

But due to historical evolution, the prosperity level here completely cannot compare with it.

Not long after, Chen Yi's car stopped opposite the main gate of Mitsubishi Jiangbei Company.

A world-class multinational corporation — whether the building or the front gate, all built quite imposingly.

A span of dozens of meters, at least 20 meters high, even people across the road need to look up.

People coming and going are also very numerous, and they observe order. The security guards are all capable young men, wearing black uniforms, retractable batons at their waists. At a glance they look quite heroic.

Lu Xiong called to ask: "Master, I brought 18 people. What do we do?"

"Wait. In a bit follow the people I point out, then find a secluded spot, tie them all up."

The reason Chen Yi waited in front of the Jiangbei company was because of those three Buick GL8s. Back then the police had driven away all the cars. Now the people were fished out by them, so the cars naturally had to be returned inside the company.

Calculating the time, unless they left immediately upon reaching the company, they were certainly inside right now.

Evening 6 o'clock, workers began leaving the company one after another.

Niu Shao sat in the passenger seat of a Pajero, exited the main gate. Inside the 7-seat SUV were all people. The driver's seat held a Japanese middle-aged man. Niu Shao was clearly in a subordinate position, bending and hunching as he spoke, looking quite ugly.

Chen Yi drove following them, then notified Lu Xiong.

Departing from the wharf district, whether the urban area or nearby residential areas, there is a stretch of desolate region. Seeing it was about right, Chen Yi stretched his hand back and shook it. Lu Xiong and his people chased up.

Force stop, fight, seize people.

However you put it, Lu Xiong is a person of Holy Qiao Knight level. By Earth's terminology, that's special forces level or above. Dealing with a few security guards who trained for two to three years is nothing. Moreover, he brought a group of fellow townsmen to fight too.

Chen Yi did not show his face, just watched from behind, like a bystander watching the excitement. However, on this road section with only roadside trees, he was the only bystander standing there.

Lu Xiong was born with immense strength. One hand grabbed Niu Shao, in three moves two moves stripped him like a shaved pig. Asked two simple questions, got no answer, then seized everyone, stuffed them into the vehicles.

The fellow townsmen who came with him, some excited, some apprehensive. Two people squeezed into the Pajero, roughly drove it toward the wharf district, then even more roughly asked questions.

Since Niu Shao had made a name for himself in Jiangbei, he couldn't possibly have done clean, spotless things.

Chen Yi drove toward another fork, simultaneously called Emily.

Watching as he was about to offend the Japanese, that paper mill transaction would obviously be affected too. With money in hand, why rely on anyone.

Even dismantling a paper mill from the United States or Canada and shipping it over is only a few tens of millions of US dollars. For the current Chen Yi, it's simply not a problem at all.

US time, it was just early morning.

Emily answered Chen Yi's phone in a sleepy daze, listened and laughed: "Should've known I should've minored in economics."

"I studied economics myself and still don't know how to acquire a company. You just need to find a professional firm; I'll pay the bill."

"And reimburse my expenses, plus throw in a handbag." Emily was not polite at all.

"OK, pick out your bag, then send me the bill."

Chen Yi hung up the phone and felt he had been too casual.

A business deal worth tens of millions of US dollars was a transaction of over a hundred million RMB. Entrusting it to an ordinary American female college student, efficiency probably wouldn't be high.

Actually, he had long had the idea of starting his own company, but besides Gold Source International being a must-establish, all along he had been busier with matters of the Saint Qiao Kingdom—that was his foundation.

Now that the foundation was firmly rooted, he could consider spreading branches and leaves outward.

Thinking this, he kicked the accelerator with his foot and said, "Boluo, go home."

"Not going back to the dormitory?" The little lizard still missed the days of spying on Liu Xinyu and Jin Douna.

Chen Yi grunted, too lazy to say it twice.

Fang Man Yi heard her son was coming home and started preparing dinner ahead of time.

Chen Group survived the severe capital chain rupture, so her work wasn't that busy anymore. Just the charity foundation matters—she could do more if she wanted, less if she wanted, without too much pressure.

Chen Congyu also got off work a bit earlier.

However, by the time he got home, an Audi A6 with government license plates was already parked outside.

Chen Congyu sat opposite with a stern face and greeted Secretary Deng of the Political and Legal Committee who was speaking.

If placed in some remote city or county, a Political and Legal high official in charge of the Public Security Bureau would be a local tyrant above ten thousand people and below one; let alone paying a visit to an "entrepreneur," township entrepreneurs finding it hard to meet him even once.

But Jiangning was a special place.

Here had the most companies in the country, concentrated the most financial assets, and there were countless national and even global companies. No matter what secretary, here they were naturally one step short.

When the Chen Family was at its peak, even city high officials visiting had to make appointments in advance and prepare for the possibility of being stood up. Now that their glory was gone, Secretary Deng was the first city-level leader to visit the Chen Family in months.

Secretary Deng just smiled politely, then continued to persuade Chen Yi with kind words: "Attracting investment is a major policy of Jiangning City. Your current behavior has seriously affected Mitsubishi Group's development and construction in our city. They said if they can't meet Niu Xiang and Yamashita Horyu, they will stop all preparation work in Jiangning, and the signed agreements will all be void."

"What happened?" Chen Congyu had to interject.

Secretary Deng sighed and said: "During the day, Chen Yi had a conflict with the Jiangbei Security Director of Mitsubishi Group; in the afternoon, someone saw this security director being kidnapped, and now Mitsubishi is demanding the person from me..."

"Don't define it as kidnapping first." Chen Yi cut him off and said: "Is there surveillance camera footage or any other evidence showing I participated in this matter?"

"No."

"Then there is no kidnapping; watch your words." Chen Yi spoke so impolitely it almost made people jump in anger.

Fang Man Yi happened to carry a basin of dishes out and educated him: "Chen Yi, speak properly."

Secretary Deng was angry inside and forced himself to say: "Mitsubishi Group is a foreign company. You playing around domestically, fighting at school, that's fine; or having conflicts with some foreigners, that's nothing. But kidnapping... abducting a foreigner, the matter will be very awkward."

"Which side are you on?" Chen Yi didn't answer his words but abruptly asked.

Normal negotiation tactics—Secretary Deng would now say "I'm naturally on your side." But Chen Yi's question clearly carried the meaning of taking sides, and he hesitated for a moment.

Neither the He Family nor the Chen Family were easy to provoke. One side was the Mayor, the other had a Secretary backing them; both were at the level of immortals fighting. He had always tried to stay neutral, and that idea hadn't changed now.

Chen Yi and Chen Congyu both glared at him tightly.

One minute, Secretary Deng's sweat dripped down in large beads. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in to www. qidian. com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)