Summer Kiss

Chapter 17 bankrupted him
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Lu Zhiqian acted quickly, and by the next morning, he had uncovered the clues to the matter.

He called Fu Xicheng to come over, and soon Fu Xicheng drove to Lantian Building.

Upon arriving at Lu Zhiqian's office, Lu Zhiqian handed him a document.

After reading it, Fu Xicheng sneered. What a cunning scheme! They actually colluded with Gu Yan to plot against Jiang Yuning.

If he doesn't investigate this matter, it might remain hidden in the shadows forever.

Holding the investigation results, Fu Xicheng's eyes were deep. "Zhiqian, I'm determined to handle this matter. This Lin fellow dared to do this, and I will make him pay the price he deserves."

Lu Zhiqian joked, "Don't I need to worry about what happens next?"

Fu Xicheng nodded. "Doesn't he like to take advantage of small things? I'll make him go bankrupt from greed."

Lu Zhiqian was unaware of Fu Xicheng's methods. He seemed like a man who ran an art studio, but in reality, he was more ruthless than anyone else when he got angry.

He tapped the table. "Here's a call log that will be very useful to you."

Fu Xicheng placed his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly. "Lu Zhiqian, how should I thank you?"

Lu Zhiqian waved his hand, appearing refined and elegant, "If there's nothing else, hurry up and take care of your business. I still have a bunch of documents to review."

Fu Xicheng smiled, took the documents, and left.

Sitting in the car, Fu Xicheng glanced at the documents on the passenger seat and chuckled softly.

He has a very good memory; he can basically remember everything he just skimmed through.

Remembering Lin Yuan's arrangements for this morning, Fu Xicheng decided to have a chance encounter with him.

He drove back to the villa, picked out a luxury car, and then drove to the Vanke Club on Wutong Road.

Fu Xicheng stopped the car and prepared to wait for the rabbit to run into the tree stump.

Soon, not long after, Lin Yuan came out of the club with a smile on his face, looking radiant and refreshed.

The man next to him bowed and scraped, his obsequious manner making Lin Yuan burst into laughter.

After Lin Yuan got into the car, Fu Xicheng started his sports car.

Fu Xicheng was an excellent driver. He seized the opportunity and took advantage of a minor flaw to cause Lin Yuan's car to collide and rub against his car.

Lin Yuan heard a screeching sound, slammed on the brakes, got out of the car, and the car in front of him also stopped.

He walked over and first carefully examined the damage to the car that had been hit.

He glanced at the part of the other car that had been hit, feeling extremely flustered and uneasy. Such an expensive car not only had its paint scratched off, but also had obvious scratches.

He is now praying silently, hoping that the other person is an easy person to talk to.

Fu Xicheng stepped out of the sports car, a smile playing on his lips. He had specially changed his attire today, exuding an air of refined elegance.

He stood next to Lin Yuan, without taking off the black sunglasses perched on his nose. He pointed to the scratches on the car and was in an extremely bad mood.

"Do you know how much this car costs? You really have the guts to glide right across me like that."

Lin Yuan didn't do it on purpose. His phone rang, and he only looked down to pick it up when he accidentally bumped into the other car.

Seeing that the man was not easy to talk to, he quickly apologized, "Sir, I'm so sorry, I was a little distracted just now, I will definitely pay attention next time."

"You think you can just apologize and call it a day? You have to pay for the car repairs."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's face turned deathly pale. This luxury car was clearly worth tens of millions; he absolutely couldn't afford to pay for it. He was filled with fear and anxiety, and even his speech became extremely incoherent, "Sir, I can't afford to pay for this either."

It's worth noting that the repair cost for this luxury car could be as high as hundreds of thousands or even more, which would be an astronomical figure for him.

Fu Xicheng didn't want to dawdle with him any longer. The weather was so hot that he was already sweating profusely in just a short while.

"You are fully responsible for this. Leave your contact information first, and I will send you the repair order after the repair is completed."

"Sir, I really don't have that much money. Is there anything I can do to offset some of the expenses?"

Fu Xicheng's tone remained firm, "That's your own business. I don't care what channels you used to get the money. In short, after the repairs are completed, I'll only give you one week, otherwise don't blame me for being too ruthless."

Lin Yuan quickly left his phone number and WeChat ID, then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fu Xicheng's eyes were sharp, and his imposing manner did not diminish in the slightest. "Don't try to shirk your responsibility. Even if you don't answer the phone, I will find a way to find you."

After saying that, Fu Xicheng got into the sports car.

Lin Yuan stood there, at a loss. He counted on his fingers and estimated all his assets. He had just signed a contract with Gu Yan and made a small profit, but that amount was far from enough.

……

Fu Xicheng was in a good mood, even though his luxury car had been scratched, he had become Lin Yuan's biggest creditor.

As for how Lin Yuan should repay the money, that's his own business.

After dealing with Lin Yuan, the next target is Gu Yan. As for Gu Yan, he needs to think about it carefully.

Fu Xicheng drove his sports car to the repair shop, but took a taxi to his art studio instead.

Fu Xicheng suddenly had a brilliant idea. He sat in front of the easel, focused on his work, holding a sketching pen in his hand, meticulously sketching a portrait.

The woman in the painting has smooth, straight hair. She stands in a sea of ​​flowers and turns her head to smile, making the entire sea of ​​flowers seem to lose its color.

Just as Fu Xicheng was immersed in painting, the studio door was suddenly pushed open gently, and Jiang Yuning appeared in the doorway.

Jiang Yuning walked in quietly and was taken aback when she saw Fu Xicheng drawing her portrait.

She had just left a client's company and was planning to stop by to pay Fu Xicheng for a meal.

She was supposed to treat everyone to dinner last time, but Fu Xicheng paid for it first.

She transferred money to him via WeChat, but Fu Xicheng didn't accept it. So she had to come in person and give him cash.

To her surprise, as soon as she entered the studio, she saw Fu Xicheng painting her portrait.

Hearing very light footsteps behind him, Fu Xicheng turned around, and their eyes met in mid-air.

Fu Xicheng put down his paintbrush, turned to face Jiang Yuning, and spoke with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"I just wanted to paint a picture for you, Miss Jiang. Do you mind?"

Fu Xicheng quietly changed how he addressed Jiang Yuning, worried that she might be unhappy if he painted her portrait without her permission.

Jiang Yuning took a deep breath. In the painting, she stood amidst a sea of ​​flowers, breathtakingly beautiful.

She said, "Go ahead and paint if you want. By the way, Mr. Fu, why don't you charge me?"

Fu Xicheng's eyes dimmed slightly. Jiang Yuning called him Mr. Fu, and she said she didn't care, but he liked to overthink things.

He lowered his eyes, and even his tone sounded a little aggrieved. "You've already called me Mr. Fu, Jiang Yuning, aren't we friends yet?"

(End of this chapter)