To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Jiang Jinhuan looked up at Uncle Tai, his eyes calm as if he had never been hit at all.

Uncle Tai's eyebrows twitched slightly. "This kid's interesting."

Then he turned to Jiang Zhe and said, "Help him up first."

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth, threw down the iron pipe, grabbed Jiang Jinhuan from the ground, and pressed him back into the chair.

Jiang Jinhuan leaned back in his chair, breathing rapidly. The sharp pain in his ribs and shoulders made his vision blur, but he still managed to hold on.

His gaze remained fixed on Uncle Tai.

Uncle Tai was also sizing him up.

"Your name is Jiang Jinhuan?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Zhe has messed with Uncle Tai's men, so how could Uncle Tai not know Jiang Jinhuan's identity!

Uncle Tai's lips twitched slightly, a smile that wasn't quite a smile: "What makes you think you can handle this business negotiation?"

Jiang Zhe wanted to say something, but when he met Uncle Tai's eyes, he swallowed his words!

He is not in a position to disobey Uncle Tai!

Jiang Jinhuan tried his best to calm himself down and said, "I worked as the president's assistant at Xingyao Group and signed contracts with several large suppliers. I handled the entire negotiation process for the Chengxi Industrial Park project."

I wonder if these qualifications are sufficient!

Jiang Jinhuan's voice was weak from blood loss, "If Uncle Tai trusts me, I can go to Hong Kong to discuss this business deal in person."

"If we reach an agreement, you can spare my life. If we don't, you can hand me over to Jiang Zhe later."

He repeated what he had just said!

Uncle Tai raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Jiang Jinhuan becoming increasingly interested!

"Hehe, interesting!"

Jiang Zhe, his face ashen, roared, "Uncle Tai! This kid is just stalling for time! He's waiting for the Qin family—"

"So what if the Qin family comes?" Uncle Tai sneered, exuding domineering arrogance. "Even if Qin Lan is truly capable, she can't reach me."

The Qin family has been out of the gangs for too long. They're rich now, but being rich means they value their lives more. Now, in Jiangcheng's underground gangs, I'm the one who holds real power!

Uncle Tai then looked at Jiang Jinhuan, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly smiled.

"Fine! You've got guts, kid. You can still negotiate after taking such a beating."

Courageous and decisive!

I'm giving you three days to prepare a negotiation plan for Hong Kong. If you can reach an agreement, I'll let you go. If you can't…"

He glanced at Jiang Zhe: "The person will be yours then."

Jiang Zhe wanted to say something, but Uncle Tai silenced him with a look.

"Take him to that room on the west side, give him water, and bandage him." Uncle Tai turned and walked back, then stopped after a few steps. "Don't let him die."

Jiang Zhe stood there, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He turned and walked up to Jiang Jinhuan, bending down close to his face, his voice extremely low: "You think you can escape? Even I can't close deals in Hong Kong, what makes you think you can, a mere kid? I'll wait and see how Uncle Tai deals with you."

Jiang Jin Huan did not respond.

He merely turned his head slightly, his gaze passing over Jiang Zhe's shoulder and landing on the figure in a Tang suit standing in the shadows not far away.

He clearly saw that when Uncle Tai turned around, Jiang Zhe's gaze lingered on Uncle Tai's back for a moment.

He had seen that look before.

That's how he saw himself back then.

Jiang Zhe is actually dissatisfied with Uncle Tai!

Jiang Jinhuan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He knew that even if he told them, no one would believe him.

Who would believe that someone who had just been kidnapped and nearly beaten to death said that Uncle Tai's godson wanted to kill Uncle Tai?

His mind was already racing with information about the business deal in Hong Kong.

Jiang Zhe just said that he himself hadn't managed to figure it out.

Thinking of Jiang Zhe's business acumen, he felt inexplicably at ease.

He was just wondering if Jiang Zhe would secretly do something to make him die in Hong Kong!

Judging from what Uncle Tai said earlier, he is not afraid of the Qin family's retaliation at all.

Although Qin Lan is the head of the Qin family, she will probably have to think twice when facing a sworn enemy like Uncle Tai.

It's not something Qin Lan can decide on her own.

Therefore, he may not be able to wait for the Qin family's timely rescue.

The Qin family needs time.

He must survive this period of time!

……

When Song Qingci received the message, she was in her office looking at a quarterly report.

When Sister Qian pushed open the door, her face was frighteningly pale. She clutched her phone, her lips trembling several times before she finally spoke: "President Song... the son-in-law... he's been kidnapped."

The pen in Song Qingci's hand fell to the table with a "thud".

She looked up at Sister Qian, as if she hadn't heard her clearly: "What did you say?"

"News from the Qin family says that the son-in-law was taken away by Jiang Zhe last night. Qin Lan's men went to rescue him but were stopped and sent back. They haven't found him yet!"

Song Qingci suddenly stood up, and the chair slid backward and hit the wall with a dull thud.

Without saying a word, she picked up her phone with trembling arms and dialed Qin Lan's number.

The phone rang once and was answered. Qin Lan's voice was unusually tired and hoarse: "I know what you want to ask."

"Where is he?" Song Qingci's voice trembled as well!

"The investigation is still ongoing. As you know, the Qin family withdrew from the gangs a long time ago, and their influence behind the scenes has weakened considerably."

They're currently on Uncle Tai's territory; my men tried to break in twice but failed.

Qin Lan paused, "After Jiang Zhe kidnapped Jin Huan, he moved to three different locations. The last signal disappeared near the southern suburban industrial zone, but my men searched the area and found that he had already moved."

"So you're telling me you lost them?" Song Qingci's voice was filled with anger.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Qin Lan lowered her voice, "But Uncle Tai isn't an ordinary person. He's one of the oldest members of Jiangcheng's underworld, and even I don't know where his hideout is. My people are already investigating. Give me some time—"

"Time?" Song Qingci finally couldn't help but raise her voice, "You want me to give her time? He was taken away by that madman Jiang Zhe all night, and now you're telling me about time?"

There was no rebuttal on the other end of the phone.

Song Qingci took a deep breath, took the phone away from her ear, and hung up the call.

She stood in the office, breathing rapidly, her chest heaving violently.

A dozen seconds later, she picked up her phone again and dialed another number.

"Find all of Uncle Tai's hideouts, everyone he's in contact with, and all the places he frequents. By any means necessary, I need to know Jiang Jinhuan's whereabouts within three days."

The person on the other end of the phone responded and then hung up.

Song Qingci placed her phone on the table, braced her hands on the tabletop, lowered her head, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Sister Qian stood at the door, watching her back, not daring to speak.

Meanwhile, Qin Lan sat in her office, her face equally pale.

Her face was now filled with an indescribable panic.

"Contact Uncle Tai and tell him to hand over the man, no matter the cost! If anything happens to Jin Huan, my Qin family will fight him to the death!"

……