Chapter 897: Tactics for Dealing with Cultured People

When leaving the City Bureau, Huang Qirong was quite sure and affirmed one thing——the forest is huge, and truly all kinds of birds exist.

And the City Bureau's perennial number two, Zheng Congwen, is absolutely not a good bird!

Asking this bird‑person to help introduce Wang Qigang was originally a simple favor, but this bird‑person doesn't care about human feelings, only about immediate profit!

Taking the opportunity of asking him for help, they talked about testing his work ability.

In short, it's just that the second‑in‑command is bored stiff, constantly thinking about the front‑protruding, rear‑curved Su Qianqian, wanting to have a deep discussion with her about the origin of humanity.

Thinking of Su Qianqian's little beauties, Huang Qirong really felt a bit reluctant to give her away.

A fine lotus blossoming from water, her whole body exudes a classical elegance unique to Eastern beauties; saying she is unstained by dust is no exaggeration.

Such a top‑notch beauty!

If she were defiled by Zheng Congwen that old bald donkey, it would absolutely be a waste of heaven's bounty!

But thinking of his own situation—his elder brother detained in the detention center, company assets judicially frozen, and himself beaten into a pig's head—seeing the party secretary is as hard as climbing to heaven.

Damn it!

It seems there's no room for choice either!

Following the principle of "I'd rather let the world down than let myself down," Huang Qirong steeled himself, and the next morning personally led his two henchmen to Jianglan Daxue's east gate.

It was just after class let out.

From afar he saw the lone Su Qianqian leaving school, hurrying along while talking on the phone.

It was the hospital calling, urging payment of the hospitalization fees.

The black business car parked across the street lowered its window at that moment, revealing Huang Qirong's bruised and swollen pig's head.

To hide his appearance, Huang Qirong deliberately wore a pair of large sunglasses that day.

At a glance,

the slender Su Qianqian was waiting for a car at the school gate.

Watching her, Huang Qirong's still‑unswollen face also showed a hint of regret: "Damn, what a pity! Such a high‑quality college student, and it's the old bald donkey…

The henchman in the back seat asked: "Boss, do we go hard or soft?"

Mind your manners.

Huang Qirong seemed to have forgotten that he himself never finished elementary school.

He acted as if he were a gentleman well‑read as five carts of books.

He solemnly said: "Miss Su, at least she's a top student of Jianglan Daxue's College of Literature—do you understand what cultural literacy is? Unless absolutely necessary, we must definitely not act like hooligans."

"What should we do?" the henchman asked, a bit confused.

Huang Qirong took off his sunglasses, pushed open the car door: "Come on, learn a thing or two." The two henchmen followed closely, trailing Huang Qirong across the street.

Seeing Huang Qirong approach, the waiting Su Qianqian was startled and turned to run.

But she was half a step too slow.

The two henchmen behind Huang Qirong, who had often played cops and robbers, each ran faster than a rabbit, and in the blink of an eye they blocked Su Qianqian.

"Huang… Boss Huang, what do you want? Don't come over, I'll call for help……

Panicked, Su Qianqian hastily looked left and right, didn't see a single familiar classmate, only indifferent strangers passing by.

Huang Qirong calmly said: "Su classmate, don't be so nervous, I mean no harm."

"What do you want?"

Su Qianqian stayed alert the whole time, instinctively stepping back.

Seeing this, Huang Qirong casually waved his hand, signaling the two henchmen to step aside to ease Su Qianqian's psychological pressure.

Huang Qirong spoke politely: "Su classmate, last time at the club was my fault, I was a bit rash. After going back I thought about it a lot; this matter needs to be properly discussed with you."

"Nothing to discuss, move aside."

Su Qianqian wanted to leave.

Huang Qirong blocked the front, refusing to budge, but he was playing the emotion card: "Isn't the hospital pressing you to pay the fees? Your father's kidney transplant money alone is at least several hundred thousand. As a student, where could you get that much money?"

"My family's affairs are none of your business."

Su Qianqian turned her head away, not wanting to look at Huang Qirong.

Huang Qirong however smiled faintly: "Do you realize you're not just spiting me, you're gambling with your father's life?"

Seeing Su Qianqian speechless,

Huang Qirong then said: "How about this: you help me with a favor, and I'll give you five hundred thousand in one go. It'll cover your father's surgery and follow‑up treatment. How about that?"

……!!!

Su Qianqian's wary gaze involuntarily softened a bit.

But she soon recalled the dirty deals at the billiard club, Zheng Congwen's disgusting face, and that Huang Qirong is a villain who never does anything without profit……

Su Qianqian firmly refused: "Boss Huang, I'm just a student, I can't help you with anything! My father's illness is none of your concern; I'll figure out the money myself!"

"You think you can figure it out? What could you possibly do?"

Huang Qirong bluntly said: "Do you think money is easy to make in society? Let me say something you don't want to hear: your belly full of poetry is worthless in society! The only thing of value about you is your body and face. If you won't strip, your worth is no different from that of the street‑cleaning auntie."

……!!!

These piercing words instantly made Su Qianqian blush all over her face.

Huang Qirong then said: "Su classmate, I may not be cultured myself, but I appreciate cultured people. I see your family's difficulties and, unable to bear it, I reached out to help you. You're a cultured person with refinement, and also someone who knows courtesy—don't mistake my good intentions for ill will."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Su Qianqian shoved Huang Qirong aside and broke through in a hurry.

Huang Qirong's so‑called 'quality' was basically exhausted; his face instantly darkened! He casually gave a look, and the two henchmen moved at once.

In the blink of an eye they had seized Su Qianqian's left and right arms.

"Let go of me!"

Su Qianqian struggled to swing her arms left and right, but it was useless; compared to the control strength of those two lackeys, her bit of resistance was almost negligible.

Seeing passersby drawn by Su Qianqian's angry shouts, they stopped to watch.

Huang Jinrong hurriedly stepped forward two paces.

With a face full of regret, he bowed to Su Qianqian and apologized: "Su Qianqian, since you don't care about your father's life or death, I can only ask you to get in the car this rudely! I'm very sorry."

Su Qianqian instantly panicked, her eyes filling with tears.

Helpless, she shouted at the people around: "They're kidnapping me! I don't know them at all, they're kidnapping me! Security……"

The security guard at the school gate glanced over, but didn't come over.

"Everyone, please disperse." Huang Jinrong put on a sincere expression and explained to the crowd: "Her father is lying in the hospital, unattended. As her cousin, I have no choice either—I can't just stand by and do nothing, so I can only forcibly take her to the hospital to settle the matter. Family disgrace shouldn't be aired publicly; I hope you won't spread this online, please."

Saying that, Huang Jinrong clasped his hands together and sincerely thanked the onlookers.