Chapter 893

The next morning, Huang Jinrong had just gotten out of bed when his phone kept ringing.

It was an unfamiliar number.

He answered, saying "wei" in an annoyed tone.

"Is this Mr. Huang Jinrong? I'm from the Place Intermediate People's Court."

Huang Jinrong froze for a moment.

"What's up?"

"It's about your lawsuit against Mortal Group. Our Vice President hopes to meet you to discuss the possibility of mediation. Is this afternoon convenient for you?"

"Mediation?"

Huang Jinrong laughed; Zheng Congwen had only just filled him in and given him a dead‑order yesterday, and today the court people came for mediation—looks like Zheng Congwen is some kind of all‑seeing master.

Huang Jinrong bluntly replied, "Not convenient—I've been swamped lately. I've got several big projects worth hundreds of millions out of town waiting for me to negotiate; who has time to wrangle with you? No time."

That show‑off move silenced the other end for a moment.

After a moment came a gentle suggestion: "Mr. Huang, mediation is an effective way to resolve the issue; please give it careful thought."

"What's there to consider? Anything to consider?" Huang Jinrong chuckled lightly. "You've lowered yourselves to come see me—you just want me to drop the suit. I can tell you straight: there's no way."

Not waiting for a reply.

Huang Jinrong added a shameless taunt: "Unless… you can have Mortal Group's Ye Jiaying kneel to serve me, or have her assume the position to accept my discipline. Otherwise, I'm seeing this lawsuit through."

!!!

The other end fell silent again.

Huang Jinrong laughed and asked, "What's wrong? No more to say?"

"I understand, sorry to bother you." The other party said that and hung up; to Huang Jinrong it felt like deserting the battlefield.

Huang Jinrong tossed the phone onto the bed, feeling great.

He hummed a saucy song called "Itch": "Come on, have fun! Anyway, plenty of time…… Come on, love! Anyway, plenty of desire……"

While taking off his clothes and walking to the bathroom, the first thing after getting up was to take a shower.

……

Place Intermediate People's Court, Vice President's office.

Staff member knocked and entered: "President Fang, we've contacted Huang Jinrong's side."

How did he respond?

Fang Xiaoqian paused her work and looked up at the young staff member.

The staff member hesitated, then said with regret: "He refused mediation and even threw out harsh words, saying he wanted him to withdraw the suit—no way. He said, unless…"

"Unless what? Say it all at once, don't hem and haw!" Fang Xiaoqian disliked people who spoke and acted indecisively; she was strict with subordinates as well.

The staff member hurriedly added the truth: "He said, unless Mortal Group's Ye Jiaying kneels to serve him—it's outright foul‑mouthed, utterly lacking any decency. Whether he truly wants to sleep with Ye Jiaying or just mock her, his attitude is clear: he's refusing mediation and is determined to see this lawsuit through to the end."

Heh, this Huang Jinrong still has a pretty arrogant tone.

Fang Xiaoqian smiled dismissively.

She pondered for a moment.

Fang Xiaoqian broke out a confident smile: "Since he doesn't know what's good for him, let's not be polite—I want to see how tough his backbone is."

Saying that, Fang Xiaoqian picked up the desk phone and dialed an internal number.

"Civil Division One? This is Fang Xiaoqian. In the case where Huangshi Engineering Company sued Mortal Group, the plaintiff's attitude is awful and they refused mediation. Now, initiate the counter‑suit procedure."

We don't know what the Civil Division One person said.

Fang Xiaoqian added: "Hasn't Mortal Group been demanding a counter‑suit against Huangshi Engineering Company for cutting corners, using inferior materials, and creating major safety hazards during construction? Have them submit the materials. At the same time, notify the Enforcement Bureau to apply for asset preservation and freeze all of Huangshi Engineering Company's assets."

After speaking, Fang Xiaoqian put down the phone.

Her face wore a smile of assured victory.

The staff member timidly asked: "President Fang, can this be settled with just a counter‑suit? If we go through the whole counter‑suit process, I'm afraid Mayor Lin's deadline will have expired…"

"Special handling for special cases."

In terms of timing, Fang Xiaoqian had already considered it; if she acted decisively, an order issued this morning could freeze Huangshi Engineering Company's assets by this afternoon.

Fang Xiaoqian laughed: "Huang Jinrong isn't arrogant? I want to see how many days he can stay arrogant after his assets are frozen."

……

That afternoon at four o'clock.

An upscale private club in Wuzhou.

Huang Jinrong wore a suit, his hair slicked and shining, seated on a leather sofa. Before him sat a glass of Bordeaux red wine, touted as the 'Queen of French Wines'.

Of course, in Huang Jinrong's eyes, there's no need to be so formal with clients; mainly it's because of the high‑born, mature woman beside him—Jiang Yinghong—who likes this.

Jiang Yinghong is the former wife of Executive Vice Governor Deng Chunning, and also a benefactor to Huang Jinrong's career.

The client sitting opposite them today is a man in his fifties, surname Qian, a real‑estate mogul from the Greater Bay Area with net worth over hundreds of billions.

This time Jiang Yinghong pulled strings to set up cooperation developing a commercial plot in Wuzhou.

Jiang Yinghong, dressed in a Chanel ensemble, surely wore makeup today; her complexion was good and her true age couldn't be guessed.

She held the red wine, sipping lightly and slowly, her posture very elegant.

"Mr. Qian," Huang Jinrong set down his glass, adopting a calm CEO demeanor: "Can we settle the land deal today?"

Mr. Qian chuckled.

Speaking somewhat awkward Mandarin: "Mr. Huang, setting it down is no problem. But I have a rule in business: I need to verify assets first, then sign the contract."

Asset verification?

Huang Jinrong blinked.

He then laughed: "You don't trust me—do you not trust Ms. Jiang either?"

"Ms. Jiang's character and ability, I certainly won't doubt." Qian Zong glanced at Jiang Yinghong, saw Jiang Yinghong smile without speaking, then continued: "But every trade has its rules; the capital verification process cannot be omitted."

"Qian Zong, since you've come from afar as a guest, just follow your own rules."

The person who responded was Jiang Yinghong.

She directly made a decision for Huang Jinrong: first, she had confidence in the finances of Huang Clan Engineering Company; second, she didn't want to lose face, thinking, "With muscles, what's there to be afraid of showing off?"

She turned her head and gave Huang Jinrong another look, signaling him to cooperate.

Huang Jinrong was unhappy inside, but still put on a smile: "Qian Zong is careful in his work; verifying the capital is also appropriate. Alright, let's verify the capital first, then sign the contract."

Saying that, Huang Jinrong called the company's finance department.

He asked the finance staff to come over.

They waited for about half an hour.

A female staff member from the company's finance department, wearing glasses and carrying a laptop, came running over, apologizing: "Sorry, Huang Zong, there was a traffic jam on the way..."

"Cut the nonsense, let Qian Zong verify the capital."

Huang Jinrong raised his wrist to look at his watch; the time was already 4:35 p. m.

The female staff member hurriedly opened the laptop, launched the company's accounting system, and in the next second was so shocked her eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost.

She thought she was mistaken, and frantically clicked the mouse several times.

Afterward, her face turned ashen.

She wasn't mistaken!

The company's assets had already been judicially frozen, and the freezing time was five minutes ago! That is to say, on her way here, tragedy had already fallen from the sky.