Chapter 40

Chapter 41: Making a Move

Zhao Siqing, to intimidate the fat man, smiled and did not stop him. // Welcome to the reading //

As Tu Honggang waved his fist to threaten to retaliate against Fat Jo, Song Qingguan, who had been waiting for Zhao Heng for a long time, stepped forward. A sly smile appeared on his face as he said, "Sister Ding, hello, my name is Song Qingguan. We used to drink at the Glory Bar. My father is Song Tiantian from the real estate industry, you should know him."

He pointed at Fat Jo and added, "This is my roommate."

"Song Qingguan?"

As Tu Honggang slightly frowned, Ding Lingling squinted her eyes and tried to recall, "Oh, so you're the son of that real estate developer, the legendary computer genius? Did we drink together? I guess we did. What, are you here to stand up for someone today? I heard your father met God, and your stepmother is waiting to cut you off."

"You can't even handle your own affairs, yet you want to stand up for the fat man?"

Song Qingguan's expression slightly changed, clearly displeased that the other party was making fun of his deceased father. But he quickly regained his composure and smiled, "Yes, I am Song Qingguan from the Song family. I don't dare to call myself a genius, but thank you for your concern, Fourth Sister." He made his smile even brighter, "Fat Jo is my roommate, please give me some face."

"Face? Ha ha."

Ding Lingling stood up with a bright smile and then pinched Song Qingguan's cheek, "Give you face? Why should I give you face? Who do you think you are, Song Qingguan? Just because we drank together, you think we're friends? I'm very busy. And your Song family is about to change its name to Zhang."

"Even if I give you face, it's not for you."

She played with Song Qingguan's face like a toy, her smile cruel. To anyone, this rude and disrespectful behavior was an insult, but Song Qingguan did not dare to dodge or retaliate, allowing Ding Lingling to humiliate him like a pitiful, bewildered, and weak child, even more helpless than when he was chased by the Qing Gang that night.

To prevent Fat Jo from being taken to the police station, Song Qingguan decided to endure.

Ding Lingling pushed Song Qingguan away, "Waste! Get lost!"

Tu Honggang and a few others also remembered or recalled who the person in front of them was. In the past, they would naturally give him some face, after all, the Song family had billions. But now Song Qingguan was a fallen son, and in a few days, he might be worse off than a beggar. So Tu Honggang did not hold back and also slapped his face, "Did you hear that? Get lost, or you'll be taken to the police station too."

Zhao Siqing also remembered Song Qingguan and said after a moment of thought, "You? I remember now, you're also one of Fat Jo's gang. I saw you at the restaurant yesterday, clearly you came with Fat Jo. I didn't expect you to be from the Song family. It seems you're just a spoiled and incapable son, no wonder the Song family is declining."

Fat Jo suddenly sat up straight, his eyes shining with determination, "If you have a problem, come at me, it has nothing to do with Qingguan!"

Zhao Siqing coldly replied, "Nothing to do with him? You're all a gang!"

"Did you hear that? You'll be handcuffed too!"

Tu Honggang burst into a wild laugh. The sight of the son of the Song family, who once had more assets than the Tu family, now being so cautious and humble, greatly satisfied his vanity. Imagining how he would trample Song Qingguan underfoot tonight, he felt he was probably one of the top figures in Huahai. This thought made him feel extremely comfortable and elated.

Song Qingguan stumbled backward, and at that moment, a hand reached out from behind to support him, "Don't treat my friend like this, or I'll get angry!"

As everyone was surprised by who was so disrespectful, Fat Jo and Song Qingguan were suddenly invigorated and turned to see Zhao Heng standing behind them with a cold expression. Ding Lingling and Tu Honggang were slightly surprised, but their smiles soon became even more exuberant. Zhao Siqing, on the other hand, widened her eyes with a hint of excitement.

"Zhao Heng, it's you again!"

Before anyone else could speak, Ding Lingling sneered, "Get angry? What can you do if you get angry? Let me tell you, the Huahai bars have shares of the Ding family. I don't need to do anything myself; just a flick of my finger, and countless security guards will take you down. Do you think you can leave this bar tonight?"

Since meeting Zhao Heng, Ding Lingling had always been looked down upon by him and had been mocked and humiliated several times. Moreover, Zhao Heng had never left Du Ziyang, and the warmth and embrace in the library had further irritated her. Therefore, she had already decided to stir up trouble and teach Zhao Heng a lesson.

While using force to solve problems was not high-class, it was often the most direct and effective.

"Threatening me?"

With a guilty look, Fat Jo had already stood up to make room. Zhao Heng sat down without hesitation, "I don't like being threatened. But I'm here to solve problems. Let's talk everything out openly. I'll take responsibility for everything." Then he looked at Zhao Siqing and said, "Officer Zhao, we meet again."

Zhao Heng, who already knew what was going on, leaned back on the sofa and spoke calmly, "My brother was just playing a few games of chess. You don't need to shout and use your authority, do you? He did do something wrong, hurting your feelings, but sending him to the police station is a bit much. How about I make him drink three cups and apologize to you in public?"

Fat Jo was shocked, not expecting that Zhao Heng and Zhao Siqing knew each other, and from the tone, it seemed they had some unpleasant history. Thinking of this, the expressions of Jo Yuncai and Song Qingguan changed slightly. Ding Lingling and the others, however, were even more excited, as they could get Zhao Heng arrested without having to stir up trouble themselves.

"Is my feeling only worth three cups?"

Zhao Siqing's interest was piqued by Zhao Heng's appearance. She could finally vent her anger from the hospital. She coldly snorted, "On the surface, he was just playing a few games of chess, but the nature of his actions was quite恶劣. If I hadn't discovered it in time, or if it had been some other naive girl, Fat Jo would have already succeeded."

"And he wasted my time."

Ding Lingling and the others chimed in, "Exactly, the cheat must be punished."

"Alright, if you accuse him of being a cheat, then I'll tell you the truth."

Seeing Zhao Siqing's thoughts, Zhao Heng decided to take responsibility for everything, otherwise, these people would not let up, "Actually, the one who played chess with you online was not him, but me, Zhao Heng. As for meeting you in person, it was Fat Jo. I was afraid of being bothered by a dinosaur, so I had him and Song Qingguan help me out."

These words were laced with hidden meaning, clearly suggesting that Zhao Siqing might be a dinosaur, so Zhao Heng had a backup plan. Just as Ding Lingling and the others were about to burst into anger, Zhao Siqing waved her hand to stop them, a mocking smile on her lips, "The one who played chess online was you? You still want to argue? Lies are piled on top of each other."

"I won't dwell on your tricks."

Zhao Siqing swept away the bottles on the table and pointed to an exquisite chessboard, "If you can win three consecutive games, no, two out of three, I promise not to pursue anything and won't call Fat Jo a cheat. I'll even personally invite you to a meal as an apology."

"But if you lose, I'll take you to the police station for questioning."

Zhao Siqing clearly looked down on Zhao Heng, and Ding Lingling's smile was arrogant. She knew Zhao Siqing's chess skills!

After all, she was the former president of the chess club at Huada University. How could her chess skills be matched by someone like Zhao Heng?

Fat Jo pulled on Zhao Heng's sleeve, shaking his head in warning, "Brother Heng, don't agree to it. This woman's chess skills are too strong. I should take responsibility for deceiving her online. You don't need to get involved. If I can't stay at Huahai University, I can always go back to Huaxi to sell vinegar and coal."

Song Qingguan also shook his head slightly, "Boss, don't bet."

"Scared, are you?"

Tu Honggang said in a harsh tone, "If you're scared, kneel and apologize, then go to the police station."

Zhao Heng ignored Tu Honggang and directly set up the chess pieces on the board. Zhao Siqing knew this meant he was ready to play, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She wondered where Zhao Heng got the confidence to play chess with her, so she also set up the pieces. Just as she placed the last piece, Zhao Heng said calmly, "Do you want to give up your chariot and horse?"

At first, no one understood what he meant, but when they realized, they were all stunned. They finally understood Zhao Heng's arrogance, and the entire room fell silent. The spectators nearby became even more excited, clearly impressed by Zhao Heng's boldness. Song Qingguan and Fat Jo were also stunned.

Is the boss too arrogant? After all, Zhao Siqing's chess skills are not low.

"No need!"

Zhao Siqing threw out two angry words, "You better win!"

Ding Lingling also snorted, "Putting on a show!"

Everything was ready.

Both sides set up their pieces, ready to start the game.

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