Chapter 894: Beating a Dog in the Water

"Boss Huang, is there something wrong with the computer?"

Although Boss Qian's Mandarin isn't standard, his sensitivity to the atmosphere is not lacking.

He glanced at the pallid female staff member, then at Huang Jinrong's frozen expression, and already knew what was going on.

Huang Jinrong ignored him and snatched the laptop away.

On the screen, the account balance page clearly displayed a few large characters: "Account Status: Judicially Frozen!"

The freeze time was today at 4:29 p. m.

Huang Jinrong's mind went "buzz" and exploded—4:29 p. m.! It meant someone had precisely timed his capital verification, delivering a killing blow!

"Boss Huang?"

Boss Qian called out again, his tone already tinged with amusement.

Sweat beads rolled down Huang Jinrong's forehead as he jerked his head toward the female staff member: "What the hell is going on?! Who did this?!"

The female staff member, frightened, didn't dare lift her head: "Boss Huang, I... I don't know either. Just a moment ago, when we left the company, everything was fine; our finance department hasn't received any notice from the judicial authorities..."

"You damn good-for-nothing!"

Huang Jinrong's voice changed tone, profanity spilling out, completely ignoring Jiang Yinghong and Boss Qian sitting nearby.

Jiang Yinghong's face had already darkened.

She set down her wine glass, coldly staring at Huang Jinrong: "Huang Jinrong, what are you up to?"

"!!!"

Huang Jinrong gritted his teeth, not daring to shout anymore.

Now his mind was in utter chaos.

Assets frozen!

Who froze them?

Now his whole brain was a muddled paste, unable to sort out the clues, unable to fathom who wanted him dead.

At this moment, Boss Qian stood up, straightened his suit, his smile still polite, but his eyes had changed.

Boss Qian said to Jiang Yinghong: "Sister Jiang, it looks like today's deal won't happen. The capital verification failed, so the subsequent cooperation can't proceed. This is my rule; I hope you can understand."

Jiang Yinghong also looked embarrassed.

She helplessly forced a smile: "Boss Qian, I'm really sorry about today. Huang Engineering Company had a temporary hiccup, making you make a trip for nothing."

"It's fine; in business anything can happen." Boss Qian politely shook hands with Jiang Yinghong: "Sister Jiang, let's cooperate again if the chance arises."

"Alright, take care."

"Please stay."

As Boss Qian turned to leave, he couldn't even be bothered to glance at Huang Jinrong.

If it weren't for Jiang Yinghong's face.

He would never come to discuss cooperation with someone like Huang Jinrong.

Now that an unexpected change has occurred and the capital verification failed, it's just as he wished! He saved Jiang Yinghong's face and doesn't have to cooperate with Huang Jinrong.

After Boss Qian left, the private room fell into deathly silence again.

Huang Jinrong stood where he was, the muscles in his face twitching. At this moment, Jiang Yinghong also slowly rose to her feet, saying nothing, just staring at Huang Jinrong.

That gaze was sharper than a judge's.

Huang Jinrong's legs went weak: "Jiang... Sister Jiang, hear me out..."

"Explain? Explain what?" Jiang Yinghong said, half-smiling, half-angry: "I went to great trouble to invite Boss Qian over, paved the way for you, and did everything I could to push you into the upper-class circle. Your company had such a major incident, yet you didn't even bother to tell me beforehand. Now things have ended badly—where am I supposed to put my face?"

"!!!"

Huang Jinrong was drenched in cold sweat from being scolded.

The Huang Engineering Company, founded jointly by the two brothers, initially took the path of a criminal syndicate, establishing itself in Wuzhou by means of forcibly seizing projects.

Later they latched onto Zhao Group's Zhao Tianyu as a powerful patron.

Their methods of seizing projects became more covert, but the essence of the criminal syndicate remained unchanged; behind the scenes they still engaged in illegal activities.

Now Zhao Yuyu is dead, and Zhao Group has been swallowed by Mortal Group.

On the day his older brother Huang Jintang was arrested.

Huang Jinrong deeply realized—if he didn't go legit, Huang Engineering Company would be unable to escape the fate of being seized! To survive, he must quickly wash away the black stigma and get on the right track.

So he went to Jiang Yinghong, asking her to use her connections to help him.

Jiang Yinghong truly doted on him, just as Wu Zetian once favored her male favorite Zhang Yizhi—she would give him whatever he wanted, without reservation.

But a woman capable of doting on a male favorite, once disappointed, her methods become even more ruthless.

At this moment!

Jiang Yinghong's voice, half-laughing, half-angry, already said it all. Having known her for so long, Huang Jinrong had never seen her this cold and stern before.

In order to appease her.

Huang Jinrong forced himself to explain: "Sister Jiang, this is definitely the doing of the court's Fang Xiaoxian behind the scenes! I never expected she would pull this on me..."

"You didn't expect it? What's your brain for?!"

The more Jiang Yinghong listened, the more disappointed she became.

"Her anger hard to quell: 'You've only called me Sister Jiang for a day or two, but I, Jiang Yinghong, have been mixing in Jianglan Province for decades—when have you ever seen me grovel before a merchant and apologize?'"

"!!!"

Huang Jinrong was scolded into letting his head droop, not daring to utter a sound.

Jiang Yinghong picked up her designer bag and turned to leave.

When she reached the doorway.

She suddenly stopped, turned her head to glance at Huang Jinrong: "Sort out the company's affairs yourself! If you can't handle it, don't ever show up in front of me again!"

"!!!"

Huang Jinrong was like a grandson on the verge of collapse, and only after Jiang Yinghong disappeared from sight did he dare to vent his anger.

He lifted the laptop on the table high.

He then angrily smashed it onto the ground.

"Bang!"

In the end, the laptop bore it all, shattering to pieces on the spot! The female staff member from the finance department was frightened stiff, standing aside, not daring to make a sound.

Even after smashing the laptop, he still felt unsatisfied.

Huang Jinrong then picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it against the door: "Fang Xiaoqian! I fuck your ancestors!" The door panel was smashed with a tremendous bang.

In the next second, the door was pushed open from outside.

Huang Jinrong glared, about to curse, but upon seeing who had come, he froze, his anger choked back in his belly, burning hotter yet he dared not vent it rashly.

The visitor was Lin Dongfan, followed by Lao Ba, who could take on ten opponents alone.

Lin Dongfan stopped at the doorway, a faint smile playing on his lips, his calm gaze as if appreciating a jumping clown: "Just now you said you wanted to fuck whom?"

"Mayor Lin, I'll fuck whoever I want! This is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" Huang Jinrong gritted his teeth in hatred; if looks could kill, Lin Dongfan would have been slain instantly.

Unfortunately, looks can't kill.

Lin Dongfan calmly lit a cigarette, and while inhaling, he glanced around the private room, finally letting his gaze fall on the female staff member.

With just a glance, he said nothing.

The female staff member, frightened, lowered her head and sensibly left the private room, not daring to linger even a second.

Huang Jinrong also wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, after taking just two steps forward, the door had already been shut tight by Lao Ba.

The lights in the private room also went out in an instant.

As if someone had pulled the circuit breaker.

Suddenly, the surroundings were so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

"!!!" Huang Jinrong, feeling his way in the dark, exclaimed: "Lin, what the hell do you want?! I warn you, you have no authority..."

"Damn! You actually dare to turn off the lights and attack the mayor, don't move!"

Huang Jinrong's words were cut off by Lao Ba, and the next second, Huang Jinrong's anguished scream rang out, that miserable wail more shocking than slaughtering a pig for the New Year.