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

Old Wei stood to the side, not responding.

He was thinking about it too, but couldn't figure out why.

The actions taken by the Qin and Song families these past few days have been extremely targeted.

Every shot hit their weak point perfectly; it was incredibly accurate.

But how could it be possible that someone tipped them off?

These actions require the involvement of high-level personnel.

It's impossible for Uncle Tai to do that; these so-called high-ranking officials are all a bunch of idiots.

I don't have that kind of brain.

It's impossible in Hong Kong either; Miss Hong Kong wouldn't betray Uncle Tai.

As for that person, he's being monitored, so he can't do those underhanded things.

These things all seem like a coincidence!

Meanwhile, in Hong Kong, Jiang Jinhuan was sitting in his room, deleting the last read message on his phone.

"Tsk tsk, it's so satisfying to have someone backing you up. No one's as useful as someone as professional as Yin Ruonan for passing messages."

"Now that I've set the conditions right for Jiang Zhe's stepsister, it's time to get him moving!"

Soon, in Jiangcheng, Jiang Zhe inexplicably received a letter.

The letter was slipped under the door; it was a brown paper envelope with no signature and no postmark.

When he opened it, he thought it was a message from one of his younger brothers, but he stopped after flipping through the paper.

There were a few lines of text written on the paper, the handwriting neat, as if it had been printed by a printer.

Upon seeing the contents, Jiang Zhe's pupils suddenly contracted.

Taozi leaned over and asked, "Brother Zhe? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Jiang Zhe covered the letter so that Taozi wouldn't see it!

Taozi's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask any further questions!

In their line of work, you have to be clear about what you should ask and what you shouldn't ask.

Otherwise, knowing too much is not a good thing!

Jiang Zhe sat alone in the room, tapping his fingertips twice on the table.

The letter came too suddenly and was too detailed, as if someone had thoroughly investigated the backgrounds of everyone around him.

He felt very uncomfortable with the feeling of being stripped naked.

He wasn't sure who wrote the letter, nor what their purpose was.

But he knew that if what was said in the letter was true, then he held a key that could pry open Uncle Tai's foundation.

It even details the steps to achieve this goal.

The steps above are very detailed, even taking into account Uncle Tai's reaction.

It's like a net, trapping Uncle Tai firmly.

No matter which way he goes, he can't escape the net!

This matter demonstrates an extreme degree of manipulation of human nature.

The contents of this document sent a chill down Jiang Zhe's spine!

"Terrible, absolutely terrifying! Besides myself, who else would want to harm Uncle Tai?"

Jiang Zhe muttered to himself.

Three days later, Taozi returned with a strange expression on his face.

"Brother Zhe, the Liu Cheng you asked me to investigate, there is indeed something wrong with him."

He would spend the last week of every month spending the night in a house in the south of the city. The house wasn't registered in his name; it belonged to a woman.

Jiang Zhe's fingers paused on the table for a moment.

He didn't laugh; only a strange fear remained.

"What was said in the letter was actually true!"

Looking at the letter on the table, Jiang Zhe's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

At one point, as if he had made up his mind, he placed his palm on the letter.

"I don't know who you are, but we have the same goal now: what ulterior motives you have? So what? I, Jiang Zhe, will be the knife for you this time!"

He looked at the letter again carefully, then set it on fire.

He only looked away when the body had completely turned to ashes!

"Taozi, we should get going!"

Meanwhile, in the port city, Jiang Jinhuan stood by the window looking outside. "Jiang Zhe, you should have made up your mind by now, right? I've paved the way for you!"

……

That rainy night came earlier than anyone expected.

The negotiations between Uncle Tai and Qin Lan lasted for nearly four hours.

The location was an inconspicuous teahouse in the west of the city. Each side brought seven or eight people, separated by a long table, and they chatted back and forth for a long time.

Qin Lan's attitude was clear: she could stop, but Uncle Tai had to give up the two channels that had been cut off, which was equivalent to cutting off a piece of his flesh.

Uncle Tai refused, but Qin Lan held his most sensitive point in her hands and eventually forced him to give in.

After the negotiations ended, Qin Lan left first, and as soon as she got into her car, she called Song Qingci: "He's given his word, but it won't be for long. Keep a close eye on things over there."

When Uncle Tai came out of the teahouse, it was already completely dark.

The rain was heavy, splashing up a layer of mist on the asphalt road, and the light from the streetlights was blurred into a hazy yellow in the rain.

He got into the back seat, and Lao Wei closed the door for him. He then sat in the passenger seat, and the driver started the car. The black sedan slowly drove out of the parking lot.

There was a brief silence in the car.

Uncle Tai leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, his fingers resting on his knees. This was a mentally exhausting battle.

He looked somewhat tired; the reason was simple: he had no business negotiators under his command.

He still doesn't dare to use Jiang Jinhuan, the only one.

He'd be crazy to make Jiang Jinhuan negotiate with the Qin family.

As for the others, they're a bunch of idiots.

The only one worth watching is Jiang Zhe.

However, given Jiang Zhe's relationship with the Qin family, it's impossible for him to show his face.

Even if he showed up, Jiang Zhe was no match for him.

How can you expect someone who can't even understand a business report to succeed in negotiations?

Jiang Zhe's talent is only good for calculating small gains!

"Sigh, we're short-staffed. We have to transform our business, otherwise we won't be able to recruit decent people!"

Their projects involve gray industries; what respectable person would dare to get involved?

Even if he were to participate, he wouldn't feel at ease!

The traffic light ahead turned red, the car stopped, and the wipers swished back and forth on the windshield, making a dull but rhythmic sound.

It made this place exceptionally quiet!

The silence was eerily quiet!

Just then, two beams of light suddenly appeared behind the car.

A black van accelerated up from behind, swerved sideways, and blocked the car's retreat path.

At the same time, a white pickup truck suddenly darted out from the intersection on the left and crashed straight into the side of the car.

The massive impact caused the car to shift half a meter to the side, denting the door and shattering the glass.

Uncle Tai's body suddenly lurched forward, his forehead hitting the back of the seat in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.

Before he could react, hurried footsteps sounded outside, and someone opened the car door, revealing a dark gun barrel protruding from the rain, pointed at his face.

Just as Lao Wei was about to move, he was hit on the back of the head and slumped back in his seat.

The driver was dragged from the driver's seat and thrown onto the flooded road, splashing up a cloud of muddy water.

Uncle Tai finally saw the person's face clearly.

Jiang Zhe stood outside the car, rain streaming down his hair and soaking half of his shoulder.