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

At the same time, Jiang Jinhuan's file was also placed in front of the police chief.

Police Chief's Office.

A smart and capable woman in a police uniform stood in front of the desk!

He placed a file on his desk.

"This is the kidnapped person. He is the general manager of Jiang's Group, the chairman of Qihang Technology, and also has close ties with the Song, Qin, and Zhao families. This matter cannot be publicized, otherwise the hostage may be killed. We can only rescue him secretly!"

The bureau chief's eyes turned cold. "Fine, Ruonan, you're in full charge of this matter. You can mobilize any available personnel. Make sure they're rescued! Also, intensify your infiltration of Uncle Tai's forces; this cancer needs to be eradicated!"

"Yes, Chief!" The policewoman saluted.

Jiang Jin Huan arrived at the port city in the evening.

The plane landed beside a stretch of sea that was dyed orange-red by the setting sun.

He stepped out of the cabin, and the humid sea breeze hit him, carrying a salty and fishy smell.

He changed into a clean, light-colored shirt. There were still a few bruises on his face that hadn't completely faded, but he had mostly recovered his spirits.

Of course, it wasn't just one person; there were also Uncle Tai's men.

One is called Liangzi, and the other is called Ergou.

Jiang Jinhuan could tell from their conversation that they were all people who had killed others.

Jiang Jinhuan had considered escaping.

But he ran away, what about his parents?

He could escape, but before he could, he had to kill Jiang Zhe and Uncle Tai.

But is this possible?

Jiang Jinhuan lightly tapped his trouser leg with his finger, thinking of the way Jiang Zhe looked at Uncle Tai.

"Perhaps, it's not impossible to plan this!" A glint flashed in Jiang Jin Huan's eyes!

A woman was standing at the arrivals gate.

She was in her early thirties, wearing a dark green halter dress, her long hair loosely tied back, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears.

She exuded an inexplicable allure, and every move she made made one's mouth dry.

Especially her curvaceous body, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a devilish figure!

This is a perfectly ripe peach!

She didn't take a sign; she just leaned against a pillar, a thin cigarette between her fingers, her gaze casually sweeping over the crowd at the exit.

A few people were scattered around her.

But he subtly kept that woman at the very center!

Jiang Jinhuan could tell at a glance that these people were brought by that woman.

They're her bodyguards or henchmen!

What surprised Jiang Jinhuan was that this woman's status was obviously not low, so why would she come to pick him up in person?

Is it because they're worried, or is there something else going on?

Or perhaps the other party is genuinely interested in this business negotiation!

When the woman saw Jiang Jinhuan, she raised an eyebrow slightly, then stubbed out her cigarette and walked towards him.

"Chen Heng?" she asked, her voice carrying a soft, sweet tone characteristic of Hong Kong, sounding like a ripe lychee, sweet and sticky.

Jiang Jinhuan nodded.

"My name is Yao Jing, you can call me Sister Yao. Uncle Tai asked me to pick you up." She looked him up and down, her face expressionless. "Younger than in the photos."

Jiang Jinhuan knew that the other party did not trust him.

Jiang Jin Huan said, "Being young doesn't mean you can't do things!"

"Hehe, interesting!"

Sister Yao's steps were not fast, but each step carried a lazy rhythm, like a cat walking.

Jiang Jin Huan raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly indicating that the other party had been trained, or to put it bluntly, disciplined!

Following Sister Yao out of the airport,

A black sedan was parked on the side of the road. When the driver saw her coming, he quickly got out of the car and opened the back door.

After Yao Jing got in, she patted the seat next to her: "What are you standing there for? Get in the car."

Jiang Jinhuan frowned slightly, but still got into the car and kept a certain distance from Sister Yao.

The car quickly entered the evening rush hour traffic in the port city.

Sister Yao leaned back in her chair, tilting her head to look at him with a curious and appraising gaze.

It's like a cat watching a fish that's just been put into a cage.

But the situation is much better now than it was with Uncle Tai!

Looking at Jiang Jinhuan's consistently calm face, Sister Yao spoke first, "Uncle Tai said you used to do business negotiations?"

"Yes!"

"Do you even know who you're talking to this time?"

"I know, it's the Zhou Group, a local company in Hong Kong."

Are you familiar with the Zhou Group?

"If the information provided by Sister Yao is accurate, then I can say I understand."

The Zhou Group, a top-tier wealthy family in Hong Kong, has more of its capital overseas than those in mainland China. It is a century-old family with a profound heritage.

Although most of their capital is overseas, they have begun to enter the mainland market in recent years, showing a tendency for capital to shift. Their business acumen is very keen; they have sensed the enormous, soon-to-be-awakened domestic market!

A hint of surprise flashed in Sister Yao's eyes: "It seems you've done a lot of research!"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "To save my life!"

Jiang Jin Huan remained silent!

The car drove into a hillside villa area and stopped in front of a three-story white building.

Jiang Jinhuan followed Yao Jing out of the car and into the house. The living room was large and decorated with exquisite but understated style. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a view of the sea.

He had just sat down on the sofa when there was a noise at the door.

A young man in a floral shirt strode in, holding a document in his hand, with a smug look on his face.

"Sister Yao! The client has softened their stance!" He placed the documents on the coffee table. "They've agreed to lower the price by another five percent, as long as we can pay in full upfront—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yao Jing had already picked up the document.

She flipped through two pages, then glanced at the floral shirt.

"Five points?" Her voice wasn't loud, but it froze the smile on the man in the floral shirt's face. "I wanted ten points. If you bet five more, we'll only have less than six points left. You dare come back and say you've got nothing?"

The man in the floral shirt's expression changed, and he quickly explained, "Sister Yao, the client said this is already their bottom line!"

"Bottom line?" Yao Jing chuckled, then suddenly slammed the file shut. "A bunch of useless idiots. Five percent! I'd work for free and even have to pay out of pocket. Is this the contract you morons negotiated for me?"

The man in the floral shirt turned pale instantly.

"Get lost, you bunch of idiots! You expect me to do everything myself, and you can't even close a small deal like this!"

Sister Yao was furious!

"Sister Yao, how about I take some men and teach them a lesson?"

Sister Yao glared at the man: "Do you think you're still a gangster? We're doing legitimate business now. Why are you always thinking of using knives? If you use a knife this time, who will want to cooperate with you in the future? How will you clean up your act? How will you open up the Hong Kong market? A bunch of idiots!"

An angry Sister Yao is very intimidating.

Those people stood there, too afraid to move!

"Get out!" Sister Yao shouted.

The man slunk away, muttering to himself, "I'm just a bum; what do I know about business negotiations!"

Jiang Jinhuan narrowed his eyes; he had already figured it out.

The people around Sister Yao are all low-level thugs, some of whom probably didn't even graduate from elementary school.

Relying on such people to open up the high-end market in the port city is indeed asking too much of a question!

Of course, this situation is also what allowed him to survive!

If Uncle Tai had any capable people here, he would probably be a corpse by now!