Chapter 32

"Slap!"

After a sharp sound, Zhu Changyuan picked up a delicate teapot from the coffee table in front of him and threw it at his son, Zhu Jianjian.

His old face had turned purple with anger, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably. "You good-for-nothing brat! Useless thing! Sixty-three thousand! Do you think your father's money is just paper that the wind blows in from the sky? Useless! Good-for-nothing!!"

"Dad..." His face was already swollen from being hit, and Zhu Jianjian, rubbing the spot where the teapot had hit him, pleaded with a pained expression, "I was also scared by him at the time... I got confused for a moment and swiped the card..."

"Confused for a moment? I think you've never been smart in your life! Your head is full of shit!!" Zhu Changyuan roared, clearly very angry. "What did I do in my past life to deserve having a good-for-nothing like you in this life!"

Without giving Zhu Jianjian a chance to explain, Zhu Changyuan pointed in the direction of the Xibu District and cursed, "Not a single good person in the Yang family! His father isn't a good person, and his son is a ruffian! What can't he do, from swindling to cheating? His father is a murderer, and his son is a fraudster! I..."

"Enough, enough!" Seeing that Zhu Changyuan was getting louder, his wife, who had been standing by, said impatiently, "If the son is confused, are you confused too? This is sixty-three thousand, not sixty-three yuan! Just letting the little bastard from the Yang family get away with it, you just want to show off in front of your son! Scolding, scolding, scolding! What else can you do besides scolding? You should think about how to get the money back!"

"Get? How? The car has already been driven away, where are you going to get it from?!" Zhu Changyuan said, his head lowered and his face red with anger. "Now, anything related to Hengyang Group is a dead end! Even if you go to the police station, no one will pay attention to you!"

"This car was supposed to be for the son's wedding, are we just going to let it go?" His wife, unwilling to give up, gritted her teeth and said, "We can sue him for fraud, sixty-three thousand is enough to put him in jail for a few years, right?!"

"Confused! Are you trying to make things difficult for him or for me?!" Zhu Changyuan, stomping his feet in anger, even started cursing his wife, "In broad daylight, the brat paid for it himself. When Yang Xiuyuan got into trouble, many officials in the city owed his family favors. With no evidence, where are you going to sue? Don't end up getting yourself into trouble!"

"If it doesn't work in the city, we'll go to the province! I don't believe there's no place to seek justice..."

"Long hair, short sight! You're driving me crazy!" Zhu Changyuan shouted, "Moreover, who doesn't know that the Yang family has gone bankrupt? Where did the money for the car come from? Have you figured it out? You just want to sue!"

"In the end, it's still because you're afraid." His wife sneered, "When you led people to smash the Yang family's windows, you weren't afraid then? Now, at the slightest hint of trouble, you're scared? If you don't dare to go, I will! If he doesn't give me the money back, I'll make a fuss all the way to Beijing, do you believe it?!"

"You're so capable, you know how to petition!" After a long tirade and some venting, Zhu Changyuan finally calmed down a bit. He took a deep breath and said, "No matter what, we need to find out where the money for the car came from... If it turns out they have connections in Beijing, then the car is given, it's given..."

"When did you become so generous?"

"What do you know about business?" Zhu Changyuan glared, "We can do the first step, but can they do the fifteenth? If Hengyang Group really comes back to life, do you think it would be hard for them to bankrupt us? Not much harder than squashing an ant!"

He picked up his briefcase and a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes from the table.

His wife asked, "So late, where are you going?"

"I can't sleep until this matter is clear!" Zhu Changyuan said angrily, giving his son Zhu Jianjian a fierce glare before slamming the door and walking away without looking back.

...

The evening banquet ended with everyone in high spirits, and Zhao Zeran and Meng Haobin left the hotel, drunk.

Only then did Tang Yino, who hadn't said much all evening, ask worriedly, "The bankruptcy reorganization of Hengyang Group is very difficult. Just the two of us... probably won't be enough, right?"

After listening to the schemes all evening, Tang Yino had a clear understanding of Yang Chen's plan. She looked at Yang Chen and said, "This is a play, a big play that requires many people to cooperate! Who do you plan to get involved?"

"I never intended to do it myself. Professional matters should be handled by professionals." Yang Chen, a bit tipsy, smiled and said, "You just continue with your work. This has nothing to do with you."

"Okay..." Tang Yino nodded, seemingly understanding. Since Yang Chen didn't intend to involve her, she didn't ask any more questions.

After settling the bill and leaving the hotel, Tang Yino drove Yang Chen's BMW X6 towards the Wenden District.

The new house was on the riverside of Jiang'an Road in the Wenden District, a standalone riverside villa, fully furnished, ready to move in, which greatly reduced the waiting time.

The villa covered a total area of 721 square meters, with a building area of 647 square meters, and had an outdoor swimming pool. In Jinzhou City, this was considered a top-tier luxury home.

Since their luggage was still in the old rented apartment, after dropping Yang Chen off at the villa, Tang Yino drove away in the pearl white BMW 520.

Dian Dao Ren was sitting cross-legged in the living room, meditating. He didn't bother to open his eyes when he heard Yang Chen enter.

It wasn't until Yang Chen sat down on the sofa in the living room on the first floor that Dian Dao Ren, having finished his meditation, stretched and lazily asked, "I've searched the entire villa, but I couldn't find the spirit return talismans you mentioned... We're leaving for Nanhesheng Province in a few days to prepare. Are you planning to go empty-handed?"

For Dian Dao Ren's rat-like search of the house, Yang Chen seemed well-prepared and wasn't surprised at all.

He looked at Dian Dao Ren with a playful expression and said, "I haven't drawn them yet, where would you find them?"

"Draw?!" Dian Dao Ren was very surprised and asked, "You? That's a mid-third-stage talisman!"

"Of course I can't draw it." Yang Chen chuckled, "But you're here, right? A mid-third-stage talisman is nothing for a fifth-stage expert like you, right?"

"Damn... Don't flatter me, kid!" Hearing Yang Chen's words, Dian Dao Ren reacted like a wildcat whose tail had been stepped on, his fur standing on end. He cursed, "Even an eighth-stage expert might not be confident in drawing a mid-third-stage talisman. You want me to draw it? I think you want me to die early!"

"If you use traditional talisman paper, cinnabar, and gold powder, of course you can't draw a mid-third-stage talisman with your current level." Yang Chen nodded, not bothered by Dian Dao Ren's outburst, "But if you use particle equations to engrave and copy, along with talisman paper made from a pulp of three Golden Sun Spirit Grass plants, gold powder refined by true fire, and top-grade cinnabar... it wouldn't be too difficult."

Yang Chen said this casually, but to Dian Dao Ren, it was like a thunderclap!

His eyes widened instantly, and he asked fiercely, "How... How do you know about the Golden Sun Spirit Grass? Speak! Have you been following me for a while? Or are you a spy sent by the Reyang Palace Taoist?"

"If I had the time, why would I follow you?" Yang Chen sneered, "Who doesn't know that you, Dian Dao Ren, were expelled from Zhongnan Mountain for stealing Golden Sun Spirit Grass seeds and refusing to admit it? The climate in Nanhu Province, especially in Luodian City, is the most suitable for the growth of Golden Sun Spirit Grass. Don't tell me you just happened to be in Zhenglong County, Luodian City!"

"It's impossible... How could this matter become public?!" Dian Dao Ren said with a face full of anger, "Apart from the old bastards who expelled me back then, no one else could possibly know about this! You..."

"Enough, enough, acting like it's a big deal!" Yang Chen, feeling that he hadn't stimulated Dian Dao Ren enough, simply said, "For you to call yourself the 'First Spirit Plant Master of Chinese Mysticism'! You've had the Golden Sun Spirit Grass seeds for more than twenty years, right? To get a few seeds, you've made yourself look like a beggar, almost drained of all your energy... How many plants have you grown in Ming Mountain Town, Zhenglong County?!"

"I... You... Impossible! How could you possibly know?!!!"

A secret he had guarded for twenty years was casually revealed by Yang Chen...

Dian Dao Ren felt as if he had been stripped naked by Yang Chen, and he even wanted to die...

"What have I done to deserve this?!!!"

"But I have an immature idea... I want to discuss it with you in depth..."

"Speak quickly, or just let it out!"

"Have you ever thought about mass-producing the Golden Sun Spirit Grass? Like... well, like growing cabbages and potatoes, maturing several times a year, lying on a pile of Golden Sun Spirit Grass and sleeping all day?"

"Spit..." Dian Dao Ren spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Yang Chen like a monster, and roared, "Mass production? Are you mocking my incompetence?!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I spent twenty years cultivating the Five Zhu Golden Sun Spirit Grass, and you... you, you, you! You bastard! You actually talk about mass production!"

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