Chapter 22

It was Friday, and Sunday was just a day away.

Yang Yu and Liu Xueyao's relationship was getting better, and many people in the company had noticed their growing intimacy. However, Yang Yu didn't care about what others thought and would often visit Liu Xueyao's office when he had nothing to do.

"Xueyao, I've pretty much figured out your situation. In my opinion, you should leave Guangtian Technology as soon as possible. The old man's property should be left to that playboy," Yang Yu sighed.

Knowing Liu Xueyao's background, Yang Yu really didn't want her to get entangled in this mess. The old man had never treated her well, so why should she help him manage the company? If it were Yang Yu, he probably wouldn't even bother with this grandfather.

"You know everything," Liu Xueyao looked at Yang Yu but shook her head, as if there was still a secret she hadn't revealed to him.

"Actually, it's for my grandmother," Liu Xueyao finally said.

"What do you mean?"

"My grandmother stubbornly believed that she was the cause of Grandma Hongyu's death, and that she was responsible for Grandfather losing his son and daughter-in-law. She felt the pain of burying her own children, so before she died, she asked us to take care of Grandfather. This is also why we were willing to move to Jinghai in the end," Liu Xueyao sighed deeply.

Yang Yu had already understood. Hongyu was likely the old man's original wife, the one who died in a car accident along with her son and daughter-in-law. However, Liu Xueyao's grandmother was quite stubborn, and she probably still had feelings for the old man.

"Alright, since it's come to this, I'll do my best to protect you," Yang Yu said helplessly.

"Thank you, Brother Yu!" Liu Xueyao suddenly used a strange term of endearment, and her face was flushed, which made him a bit confused.

"Brother Yu!"

Something seemed to pass through Yang Yu's mind. He had heard this term before, but where? He searched his memory but found no clue, so he just laughed it off, thinking he was overthinking it.

"General Manager, here are the documents that need your signature," Wang Li's voice came from the door.

"Alright, I have something to do, so I'll leave first," Yang Yu left the office with a puzzled look.

"Idiot, you didn't even remember that, hmpf!" Liu Xueyao looked at Yang Yu's back and showed a hint of anger and embarrassment.

"General Manager, you bringing Yang Yu in as a special recruit was clearly planned. No wonder you never talked about having a boyfriend," Wang Li teased Liu Xueyao.

"Stop talking nonsense, just give me the documents," Liu Xueyao was a bit unhappy, as if her deepest secret had been discovered.

...

Heaven's Shooting Club.

"Poison Wolf, your place is really nice. Business is getting better, isn't it?" Yu Zemin looked at the muscular man across from him.

The man's name was Zhang Xiong, nicknamed Poison Wolf, but this nickname was more than just a nickname; it was also a code name.

"Greedy Wolf, you're still teasing me. No matter how good my business is, it's not as easy as your money. How about a few shots?" Zhang Xiong suggested.

"It's been a long time since I've touched a gun, but it's a shame it's just a toy. If it were real, it would be much more exciting," Yu Zemin smiled, took a machine gun, and fired a few shots without hesitation.

After a burst of gunfire, Zhang Xiong evaluated and praised, "Great shooting! You haven't lost your touch after all this time. No wonder you could ambush a dozen people on your own back then."

Hearing this, Yu Zemin's face darkened, "It's all in the past. What's the point of ambushing a dozen people if you end up breaking the rules for a little benefit?"

"Haha, what's the big deal? If you don't look out for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. And you did need that money back then. But to earn such a huge favor from Liu Zhengming, that was a brilliant move. I bet he's still grateful to you," Zhang Xiong laughed.

"Indeed, he treats me almost like a son. Now that the old man is terminally ill and close to death, I wonder how much of his wealth will be mine," Yu Zemin said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Greedy Wolf, what are you planning?" Zhang Xiong sensed there was more to Yu Zemin's words.

"You said it yourself, if you don't look out for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. I just want to earn a bit more for my funeral expenses," Yu Zemin laughed.

"Is that why you came to see me? To tell me this?" Zhang Xiong was puzzled, "We were in the same squad and broke the rules together. Don't beat around the bush. Just say what you need."

Hearing this, Yu Zemin patted Zhang Xiong's shoulder, but his mouth twitched in pain, "Damn, this injury is really bad."

"You're hurt?" Zhang Xiong asked urgently.

"I was pierced through the shoulder bone by a steel needle, and my right hand is completely useless. That's why I came to see you," Yu Zemin said slowly.

"Who did this to you?" Zhang Xiong's face changed. Regardless of Yu Zemin's character, they were undeniably comrades-in-arms. Now that Yu Zemin was injured, he was naturally furious.

"Just a minor character, but to prevent him from causing trouble, I came to see you," Yu Zemin's expression became serious.

"What exactly is going on?" Zhang Xiong looked at Yu Zemin.

"Two days from now, Liu Zhengming will announce his will at his granddaughter's banquet. Although I don't know what he's thinking, most of the money will definitely go to his playboy grandson, and another part will go to his granddaughter. I'll get almost nothing, or maybe nothing at all," Yu Zemin said coldly.

"But he treats you like a son. Why wouldn't he leave anything to you?" Zhang Xiong was puzzled.

"Although Liu Zhengming treats me well and considers me a son, blood is thicker than water. His playboy grandson is his direct descendant, so the good stuff naturally goes to family. The reason he treats me like a son is that he hopes I'll treat his grandson like a son and take care of him," Yu Zemin's tone grew colder.

"Is that so? Then you want me to help you get rid of that playboy?" Zhang Xiong was puzzled. If it were just about getting rid of a playboy, would he need Zhang Xiong's help? He believed Yu Zemin had dozens of ways to kill the playboy without anyone knowing.

"No, that playboy is still useful. Once Liu Zhengming gives him the property, I have ways to easily transfer it to my name. What I'm really worried about is his granddaughter, Liu Xueyao," Yu Zemin said solemnly.

"Liu Zhengming's illegitimate daughter?" Zhang Xiong frowned.

"Exactly. This girl is not simple. She probably understands my plan. I encouraged Liu Zhengming to introduce her to Zheng Shao from Dachuan Group to get her out of the way. But this woman is tough, and I doubt my plan will work. That's why I impulsively forced myself on her a few days ago, but I was foiled by a kid."

"This kid is named Yang Yu, a college classmate of Liu Xueyao. He was always low-key, but when he acted, he was ruthless. My hand was crippled by him."

Yu Zemin's eyes were full of hatred. Yang Yu crippling his hand was a blow he had never experienced. He was a petty person, and the main reason he came today was because of Yang Yu.

"So, Yang Yu and Liu Xueyao must die! No one can stand in the way of my plan," Yu Zemin said finally.

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiong pondered.

Yu Zemin had never asked Zhang Xiong for help before, but now he was asking him to kill two people, which was unexpected. He and Yu Zemin were close, but killing people for Yu Zemin was a bit too much.

"One hundred million!" Yu Zemin said a number that Zhang Xiong couldn't refuse, "Once I get Liu Zhengming's property, I can give you one hundred million."

"Greedy Wolf, you're making it sound like we're strangers. We're brothers, and your enemies are my enemies. Just tell me when and where, and I won't hesitate," Zhang Xiong laughed.

Hearing Zhang Xiong's words, Yu Zemin finally felt relieved. He wasn't afraid that Zhang Xiong wouldn't be tempted; he was afraid that Zhang Xiong would be stubborn. Fortunately, Zhang Xiong was reasonable.

"Sunday, after the banquet, when the old man has announced his will," Yu Zemin thought for a moment.

"Alright, consider it practice," Zhang Xiong nodded, accepting Yu Zemin's suggestion.

"I know your skills, but don't make it too easy for them, especially that brat. Subdue him, then slice him up alive. I want him to feel the pain I've been through these past few days. And Liu Xueyao, I want her to suffer as well," Yu Zemin said with a cruel expression.

"Since that's the case, why don't we do it together? You can do it yourself, and it will be more satisfying," Zhang Xiong suggested.

"Together?" Yu Zemin felt the pain in his shoulder and his hatred grew. If he could personally slice up Yang Yu, he wouldn't miss any opportunity.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xiong saw Yu Zemin's hesitation and laughed, "You're not afraid, are you?"

"What am I afraid of? We'll do it on Sunday. Bring your tools," Yu Zemin said coldly and left without hesitation.

Watching Yu Zemin leave, Zhang Xiong smiled. Thinking of the one hundred million, he felt it was all worth it. He and Yu Zemin had killed many people before, and although they weren't good people, once you've killed, you don't hesitate again.

In Zhang Xiong's mind, Yang Yu and Liu Xueyao were already dead.