Chapter 391

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

It wasn't until dinner ended that Fang Yu arrived at the Chen Residence.

He was covered in mud, especially his upper lip, his broken eye corner and bruised left cheek looking like a frog squashed flat across them...

Fang Man Yi was startled, grabbing him to ask, "What happened?"

"Nothing, Auntie." Fang Yu was trembling slightly, sitting shakily on the sofa to ask, "Where's Chen Yi?"

"I'll call him out. Rong Xi, hurry and bring a blanket, is it raining outside?"

"No, he fell into a water pool." Fang Yu wrapped himself in the blanket, looking like a bullied little girl.

"Did you get into a fight with someone?"

"A bit."

"Anywhere else hurt?" Fang Man Yi said, picking up the landline by the sofa, "I'm going to call your mother."

Fang Yu stopped her with a wry smile, "Auntie, I just took two punches, really nothing serious."

"Who hit you?" Fang Man Yi held the phone, not hanging up.

Fang Yu hemmed and hawed, not saying.

"Then I'll call."

"Don't, don't." Fang Yu didn't want his old man to know, so he said quietly, "It's Mingde Group's Ming An Tu."

Fang Man Yi looked at him suspiciously, asking, "What for?"

"A small matter."

Madam Fang lifted the receiver slightly.

"It's over a few factories near Jiangbei Wharf, all bankrupt municipal enterprises. They wanted me to talk to my old man, sell the factories to them, low price. I didn't agree, later talks collapsed, and we started fighting." Fang Yu touched the wounds on his face, baring his teeth.

Fang Man Yi half-believed, half-doubted, didn't ask further, stood up saying, "Red tea or green tea?"

Fang Yu looked like he'd lost too much blood, saying, "Red tea, with sugar."

Chen Yi had been standing by the door long since, only now walking over, saying quietly, "What exactly happened, tell the truth."

"Basically all true." Fang Yu shrank into the sofa corner.

"If you're so righteous about it, what are you afraid of? The justified walk everywhere under heaven." Chen Yi didn't believe Fang Yu one bit, pointing at the frog-eyed glasses on his chest, asking, "Equipment didn't even break? You fell with quite some technique."

Fang Yu laughed awkwardly twice, then hurriedly said, "I didn't get beaten, but Ming An Tu really does want the factories, and I cleanly refused."

"Don't believe it." Chen Yi still shook his head.

He quietly activated his Listening Scroll on himself. Though Fang Yu's thoughts were chaotic now, unable to hear the desired content, truth or lies could still be discerned.

Fang Yu made a final effort, "What I said is true."

"Then I'll call the police directly, have Bureau Chief Yan help you?" Chen Yi also picked up the phone.

"How come you and Auntie are the same style." Fang Yu was desperate, suppressing his voice, "I'm at least half in the right, okay? I have something in their hands, can't call the police."

"If you don't tell the truth, I can only call the police." Chen Yi had a poor impression of this big cousin, but since he came seeking help, couldn't turn him away. He paused, asking, "What do you have in their hands?"

Fang Yu squirmed uneasily on the sofa, seeing only him and Chen Yi left in the living room, then said, "Nude photos. Once, Ming An Tu treated me to a Japanese girl's filming, I asked him for it, he wouldn't give it to me."

His thoughts cleared, Chen Yi's Listening Scroll took effect, after roughly sorting through, Chen Yi stroked his chin asking, "Let me see if I understand right. You knew Mingde Group's residential complex was near completion, so you found Ming An Tu, saying use the land of those few municipal enterprises next door to trade for your little porno. Ming An Tu's price was too ruthless, you disagreed, so Ming An Tu threatened to release it, you rushed up to wrestle him, ended up thrown in the mud pool by his horse aides, you were indignant, came to me for help, right?"

Fang Yu looked at Chen Yi like he was a god, half a moment later saying, "How did you know?"

"I heard it." Chen Yi gave a seemingly-true-seemingly-false answer, asking again, "Those nude photos you mentioned, probably aren't ordinary nude photos, right? Otherwise you're neither a civil servant nor a rich young lady, what's there to fear?"

Fang Yu said coyly, "Recently the municipal government's infighting is fierce, I worried about causing trouble for my old man, and being scolded by Comrade Zhen Nan."

Though said as a joke, compared to the big cousin in Chen Yi's memory, the current Fang Yu had at least a bit of responsibility in his belly.

"Then... only one video tape? Anything else need retrieving?"

"There might be copies."

"Ming An Tu is in Jiangning?"

"Yes." Fang Yu said this, flattering a bit, "Ming An Tu fears you, if not for you, he wouldn't have fled back to his hometown hiding far away. As long as you speak, he'll definitely hand over the video tape and copies, then continue hiding far away, never daring to eye Jiangbei again for life."

Saying this, he didn't even believe it himself, Chen Yi took it even less seriously.

However, he suddenly remembered something, asking, "Mingde Group's residential buildings built in Jiangbei, started selling yet?"

Fang Yu touched his injured cheek, full of regret, worried and afraid, saying, "They only sold a few units, heard they're hoarding to sell high, the sold ones were also very expensive. What about it?"

"Are they preparing to mortgage the remaining houses for loans?"

"Haven't heard. Actually after Ming An Tu left Jiangning, I didn't have much contact with him, this time he came to Jiangning secretly too. I just happened to hear a buddy bragging, saying he ran into Mingde Group's young master playing with Japanese girls overseas. That reminded me of my own thing, so I gave him a call."

"You knew he filmed it?"

"At the time it was for fun... I figured with our relationship, filming a video was nothing..." Fang Yu looked foolish. If not for Ming An Tu blackmailing him with it, he wouldn't have thought the video important — the so-called municipal government infighting was probably also Ming An Tu's threat.

Chen Yi helplessly rubbed his forehead, saying, "I'll find some people, check where Ming An Tu is, if we can secretly get back your video and copies, this matter ends."

"You... won't go talk?"

"If talking worked, why practice kung fu." Chen Yi waved his hand, picked up the landline, called Liu Xinyu, saying, "Check where Mingde Group's Ming An Tu is, see where they've stayed these past few days, if convenient, send people to retrieve a few things."

Hung up the phone, Fang Yu was overflowing with gratitude.

But Chen Yi stopped him, saying, "You help me ask something too."

"What?"

"Mingde Group's high-priced sold residential units, really sold at high prices, or someone secretly took them over."

In conspiracies and schemes, Fang Yu actually had some self-taught talent, he immediately perked up asking, "You suspect they're fraudulently obtaining loans?"

The real estate company's mortgage loans use the house valuation as the standard; the sale price is not the only consideration, but it is absolutely an important factor. Given how deeply rooted Mingde Group is, buying off one or two property appraisal institutions would be simplicity itself. If there were also fake sale prices, obtaining the desired high valuation would not be difficult.

Of course, banks have never been fools — unless they are willing to play the fool. The key to securing a loan through this method is to settle the bank's senior management leaders, preferably the branch president or the head office president in charge of credit.

In theory, if one can settle a bank leader with sufficient power, even an unsecured loan could be obtained. If Mingde Group proceeds with mortgage loans carefully and cautiously, they are certainly after a large sum of money.

This sum of money would most likely be used to acquire Jiangnan Shipyard.

Chen Yi recalled the information Stanik had once told him, cross-referencing it with the current situation, and found it startlingly similar.

Fang Yu watched Chen Yi sitting with eyes closed in thought, but even after the red tea on the table had gone completely cold, he still hadn't finished thinking, and couldn't help growing anxious.

He didn't dare call out to him, so he twisted desperately on the sofa, trying to make some noise.

The Italian double-layer calfskin sofa wouldn't make a sound even if a 300-jin fat man sat on it; Fang Yu failed shamefully.

Chen Yi did open his eyes, glancing at him.

"My face hurts. Right, what do we do now?"

"Wait."

"Wait for what?"

Chen Yi couldn't be bothered to speak, pointing at the landline phone.

Fang Yu gave an embarrassed laugh twice, then obediently shrank into the corner of the sofa.

Yin Senyong also pricked up his ears waiting for the phone.

He himself was in the small living room participating in the chat, but he kept listening to Chen Yi and Fang Yu's conversation — if the Divine Art Knight didn't allow him to listen, he would only need to raise a small Pocket Qi Barrier. Since there was no Pocket Qi Barrier, he freely listened using his superhuman hearing.

When the landline excitedly began to ring was also when Yin Senyong's spirit was highly concentrated. When he heard "We've already found Ming An Tu, he's on a pleasure boat at the port right now," he immediately rushed out from the small living room.

"My Lord, let me go." Knight Yin Senyong said seriously.

"No." Chen Yi immediately shook his head, saying: "You have to be Father's bodyguard, so your background must be clean; you can't be seen by anyone."

Yin Senyong got a pair of pantyhose from somewhere, and with lightning speed, pulled it over his head.

"You..." Chen Yi wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"TV... inside that thing, it's all like this. Also, I can... do this." Yin Senyong used Pocket Qi above his cheeks, instantly making his face blurry.

"Do you know what to do?"

"Find things. Whatever you want to find, I can get."

Chen Yi didn't doubt Yin Senyong's power, yet didn't agree immediately, instead pressing down on Yin Senyong and saying: "We'll wait a bit more. Fang Yu, you call and ask now."

"Okay, okay." Fang Yu recalled the matter of sealing the gold mine last time, got excited first himself, leaned softly by the landline, and started dialing.

About half an hour later, he confirmed: "It was them who got friends to buy it. I asked one of Ming An Tu's horse aides; he said the company subsidized the purchase of an apartment, precisely a residential complex in Jiangbei..."

"Yin Senyong."

"Yes."

"Go find Ming An Tu's pleasure boat, get all the documents on it back for me."

"Yes."

Family Knight Yin Senyong ran out of the residence at the fastest speed, truly a streak of smoke's worth of kung fu.

Fang Yu blinked hard, but ultimately decided not to ask.

"That... why don't I go back first?"

"Wait!"

"Still wait?"

Chen Yi fell silent.

Two hours later, Yin Senyong returned to Chen Residence carrying a huge safe on his back.

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