Chen Niankang held up his phone that had just been hung up on, a little confused.
The grand young master who came into his shop today was an imposter.
damn it! That bastard was a scammer, my 100 thousand yuan!!!
Chen Niankang finally had a sudden realization.
Angrily, he stormed to the front desk on the first floor like a tornado.
Seeing Chen Niankang furious, Liu Cui was even more frightened.
However, Chen Niankang ignored Liu Cui and went directly to Lin Yueyao, slamming his hand on the table and bellowing, "Lin Yueyao, are you in cahoots with that imposter?!"
"Huh?" Lin Yueyao was completely baffled.
"Huh your ass, I'm talking about that man who left without paying, are you two in this together?" Chen Niankang was furious, having been deceived after all his scheming and cunning in the business world. Wouldn't he be angry?
Thinking carefully now, although he had never interacted with the young master, the young master came from a wealthy family, so how could he not have money to pay? Besides, knowing that this Silver Moon was his business, even if he didn't have money in his pocket, wouldn't he reveal his identity?
Moreover, according to rumors, the young master was physically weak, and yet that guy managed to knock out the security guard Qiu Dawei in an instant. It's all so suspicious.
Chen Niankang became even more angry: "Lin Yueyao, you're fired from now on!"
Lin Yueyao was really baffled, truly baffled.
She had no idea what was going on. She calmed down a bit and asked weakly, "Mr. Chen, I don't understand. Wasn't that man the young owner of our Silver Moon?"
"Bullshit!" Chen Niankang was furious when Yang Gang was mentioned: "He's an imposter!"
"Imposter…" Lin Yueyao was baffled again.
Liu Cui, who had been very careful standing beside them, was overjoyed when she heard this. She controlled her inner joy and said, "Mr. Chen, are you saying that man was pretending to be the young master?"
"Yes, he must have used a 3D mask, otherwise how could he look so similar? A while ago, the police cracked a case of a crime committed using a 3D mask." Chen Niankang felt so wronged. He thought he had climbed up a high branch, but it turned out to be just a dream, and he lost a hundred thousand yuan for nothing.
So depressing.
"Humph, I knew that man was suspicious, dressed like a loser, he is nothing like a wealthy young master." Liu Cui huffed coldly.
Chen Niankang glanced at Liu Cui, his expression softened: "Ahem, Xiao Cui, I misunderstood you earlier, you can still be the front desk supervisor. When the transfer order from headquarters comes down, you can work at the headquarters. Congratulations in advance."
Chen Niankang's attitude was a complete 180-degree turn from before. He knew that Liu Cui had hooked up with a top manager in the headquarters, so he usually let Liu Cui do whatever she wanted. He always turned a blind eye to Liu Cui's tardiness and early leaves. The reason he was so harsh on Liu Cui just now was because he 'misunderstood' that Liu Cui had offended the young master of the Yang family.
Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, Chen Niankang certainly doesn't want to offend Liu Cui. Although Liu Cui was just a kept woman of a higher-up, her gossiping could cause trouble.
Liu Cui smiled charmingly: "It's okay, Mr. Chen was a victim too. By the way, Mr. Chen, I don't think Lin Yueyao had anything to do with that imposter. If you fire a loyal employee without any obvious mistakes, others will say that Mr. Chen is petty. Why not let Lin Yueyao work under me?"
Chen Niankang hesitated slightly, then dismissed it with a wave of his hand: "Fine."
With that, he went upstairs.
After Chen Niankang left, Liu Cui looked at Lin Yueyao with a playful smile: "Lin Yueyao, aren't you going to thank me? Without me, you would definitely be unemployed today."
Lin Yueyao quickly said: "Thank you."
Liu Cui narrowed her eyes, her tone suddenly turning cold as she sneered: "Lin Yueyao, when you became the supervisor just now, you must have been thinking about how to get back at me, right?"
Lin Yueyao quickly shook her head: "No."
"No?" Liu Cui sneered, "When I was your boss, I bullied you every day. Now that you've turned your life around, you won't seek revenge? Ha, do you really think you're a saint?"
"No, I don't want revenge, I..." Lin Yueyao didn't know how to explain.
"Never mind if you thought about it. Now you don't get the chance because you are under me again." Liu Cui paused, grinned and added: "Lin Yueyao, I will thoroughly grind you down, be prepared."
Lin Yueyao bit her lip and did not speak.
...
Huining City, a tourist city, is about 600 kilometers away from Hangcheng.
In a graveyard in Huining city, a man around fifty was holding a memorial portrait, grieving deeply.
It was Yang Lin, the head of one of the top ten families in Hangcheng, the Yang family.
If Yang Gang were to see the photo in Yang Lin's hands, he would be shocked - it was his black and white photo!
"My son, what should I do? If your grandmother knew you had an accident, her heart disease would definitely relapse. And how should I explain to your sisters!"
This is the story. Yang Lin, a billionaire from Hangcheng, took his son out for the weekend. But his son died unexpectedly. Afraid that the old lady at home wouldn't be able to handle the news, he kept it a secret and buried his son in Huining City.
"Ah, what should I do? Saying that I sent my son abroad for studies is not a long-term solution. What should... wait a minute." Yang Lin suddenly remembered something.
"Chen Niankang is a thoughtful person. How could he mistake someone else for my son? Does that person really look like my son?"
Yang Lin hesitated for a moment, then dialed Chen Niankang's phone.
...
In a park in Hangcheng, Yang Gang was lying on a bench with a willow leaf in his mouth and an aged photo in his left hand. The photo was of a half-year-old little girl, with long eyelashes and a delicate face. One could predict that she would grow up to be a great beauty.
Yang Gang, who entered the world of bounty hunters at the age of thirteen, had taken on many strange and bizarre tasks over the years. But he was certain that this task was absolutely the most challenging.
This time it was a bounty mission to kill someone, with the target being the little girl in the photo - or, to be precise, the woman she would become twenty years later.
"F*ck, why would the client give me a photo of a few months old baby girl?!"
Yang Gang had three pieces of information: first, the girl was in Hangcheng; second, she was now twenty years old; third, she was very likely to be a beauty.
"What's more hateful is Su Xiaoxi! This woman accepted this inexplicable task in my name, then took the one million US dollar deposit from the client and feels free to squander it somewhere else! If I breach the contract, I'll have to pay a penalty of one hundred million US dollars. That's more than 600 million RMB!!" Yang Gang patted his shrunken pocket and felt depressed.
Just now, Yang Gang brought the 100,000 RMB he swindled to an underground gambling venue with the idea of getting rich quickly. But less than half an hour later, he lost it all.
This wretch was broke once again.
Under the influence of his unscrupulous adoptive father, both Su Xiaoxi and Yang Gang developed a gambling problem. And oddly enough, all three of them had extraordinarily bad luck when gambling - no matter how much money they had, they could lose it all.
"F*ck, gambling is really a bad habit!"
As he was grumbling, Yang Gang felt a slight perturbation. His instincts told him someone was approaching.
Without making a sound, Yang Gang tucked the photo of the baby girl into his shirt and sat up.
A strange man was walking towards him. The man looked unfamiliar, but somehow excited. Why?
The man stopped three meters away from Yang Gang and just kept staring at him.
"Um, do we know each other?" Feeling unnerved by the man's intent gaze, Yang Gang asked.