My Dongguan Love Story

Zhang Xiaoqian hung up the phone, feeling as if most of her strength had been drained away. Exhausted and dejected, she sat back in her car and started the car, slowly driving home.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw Zhao Fengyue rubbing her sleepy eyes as she slowly walked down the stairs, her face still looking sleepy, clearly having just woken up.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqian looking listless, Zhao Fengyue asked with a puzzled expression, "Why did you call me so many times just now? I was asleep and my phone was on silent, so I didn't hear a single one."

She originally planned to go downstairs to wash up and then call Zhang Xiaoqian back when she had some free time, but she didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoqian had already stepped into the house first.

Hearing her mother's question, Zhang Xiaoqian felt all the pent-up grievances welling up inside her, and she almost blurted out the whole story of Dazhuang and Lin Guilian's sordid affair.

But she swallowed all her words back. She secretly planned that in a few days she would be able to gather all the evidence of Dazhuang's infidelity, and then lay it all out in front of her mother at once. That would be much more impactful than her current fragmented complaints and powerless defense.

Moreover, her mother had specifically arranged for Shufen to stay there to take care of Lin Guilian. Given her meticulous nature, she surely could have noticed the unusual relationship between Dazhuang and Lin Guilian. The fact that she hadn't brought it up yet suggests that she had her own considerations and plans.

Having figured all this out, Zhang Xiaoqian completely suppressed the turmoil surging in her heart, hiding all her grievances and resentment deep inside. She concealed her dejection and replaced it with a calm, composed expression. She gently shook her head and whispered, "It's nothing."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Zhao Fengyue watched Zhang Xiaoqian walk upstairs step by step, a hint of doubt flickering in her eyes. She felt that Xiaoqian was preoccupied, as if she had some unspeakable worries. But then she thought about it again. Xiaoqian had always been sensitive and often got upset and sulked over trivial matters, which was already the norm for her.

Since Xiaoqian deliberately kept quiet about it, she assumed it was just a trivial conflict and didn't take it to heart. She then turned around and went to pack her toiletries.

After a quick wash and a few bites of breakfast, Zhao Fengyue's phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Secretary Su. She answered immediately, her tone calm: "Hello? Secretary Su, are you at the door? Okay, I'll be right out."

After hanging up the phone, she quickly straightened her clothes and walked straight out of the house.

At the entrance, a sturdy and imposing Mercedes-Benz W140 was quietly parked by the roadside. Secretary Su quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the back door. Zhao Fengyue nodded slightly, gracefully bowed, and sat down. Secretary Su then followed closely behind and sat on the other side of the back seat.

The black Mercedes-Benz started smoothly, slowly drove away from the front door, and merged into the traffic flow.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and solemn. Secretary Su then took out the prepared documents and quietly reported to Zhao Fengyue, "President Zhao, the dinner has been arranged with President Wang at Fuyuan Villa. President Wang has already set off and is on his way."

"Okay." Zhao Fengyue nodded, then leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

The car was dimly lit and drove smoothly, with slight bumps along the way. Zhao Fengyue had returned from the hospital at two o'clock last night and hadn't slept well all night. Now, she had unknowingly leaned back in her seat and drifted off to sleep.

Secretary Su glanced at the sleeping President Zhao, making sure he was unaware, then quietly took out her phone from her pocket, quickly typed a text message, and sent it silently: "We're taking President Zhao to Fuyuan Villa now, we'll be there in about half an hour."

After sending the message, she quickly locked the screen, put away her phone, and resumed her calm and dutiful demeanor, sitting upright as before, showing no sign of anything amiss.

Elsewhere, Wu Hao received a text message notification. After scanning the message, he immediately turned his head and whispered to Nan Ge beside him, "Zhao Fengyue will be here in half an hour."

Upon hearing this, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Nan Ge's eyes, and a confident smile curled at the corners of his mouth. He raised a hand to touch his gleaming scalp, his expression resolute, and with a swift wave of his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go, let's set off."

When Nan Ge learned that Da Zhuang already knew that Secretary Su was his mole planted next to Zhao Fengyue, he knew very well that, given Da Zhuang's personality, he wouldn't last more than a few days before he would tell Zhao Fengyue all the details about Secretary Su being a member of the Hunan gang.

Once the truth is revealed and Secretary Su is exposed, Zhao Fengyue will become extremely vigilant, making it even more difficult for him to kidnap her.

So Brother Nan made up his mind to do something big while this secret connection hadn't been completely severed and Zhao Fengyue was still completely unprepared.

His goal was clear: to take advantage of Zhao Fengyue's solo banquet to kidnap her quietly and extort a huge ransom from her.

He had already found out Zhao Fengyue's entire schedule for the day through Secretary Su, and knew that she would be going to Fuyuan Villa in the afternoon to have a private dinner with President Wang to discuss cooperation. Fuyuan Villa is located in the suburbs, in a remote location with few people and many blind spots in the surveillance, making it the perfect place for them to take action.

So they immediately went to the hidden entrance of Fuyuan Villa and lay in ambush. They planned to intercept Zhao Fengyue the moment her Mercedes arrived at the villa entrance, stopped the car, and she got out, then seize her by surprise, kidnap her on the spot, and finally extort a huge ransom from her.

Secretary Su glanced at the text message Wu Hao had sent, then quietly put it away, glancing nervously at President Zhao who was standing not far away beside her.

To be honest, when Brother Nan assigned this task to her, she was extremely unwilling and didn't want to take on this hot potato at all.

Secretary Su was in turmoil. Ever since Da Zhuang discovered her ties with the Hunan gang and severed all ties with her, she had been disheartened and had considered leaving Dongguan and returning to her hometown to avoid trouble. However, the Hunan gang had her hometown address and family information, and if she fled on her own, she would not escape Brother Nan's pursuit and retaliation.

Forced by the coercion and enticement of the Hunan gang, she had no choice but to obey and secretly leak Zhao Fengyue's travel itinerary to Brother Nan.

Secretary Su glanced at the woman in the passenger seat. It was Wu Siyao, Zhao Fengyue's work assistant, who was also secretly an informant for the Hunan gang. With this person watching her in the car, she dared not make any unusual moves and could only suppress her inner struggle and continue to pretend to be normal.

Ever since General Manager Zhao publicly announced the recruitment of secretaries and assistants, Brother Nan had been planning ahead, sending a large number of his subordinates to apply for positions at Dingsheng Group. After the initial interviews, the Hunan gang used intimidation and coercion to force all the other applicants to withdraw, leaving only their own people to make it to the second round of interviews. Regardless of who was ultimately hired, the positions would fall into the gang's hands.

Wu Siyao, the assistant in the passenger seat, was just like that. Before joining Dingsheng, she helped Brother Nan run a nightclub in Hunan and was known for her outstanding work ability. Brother Nan then transferred her to infiltrate Dingsheng and keep an eye on Zhao Fengyue.

Secretary Su sighed inwardly. With this person keeping a close watch on her in the car, she had no chance to privately warn Zhao Fengyue to be wary of a trap.

Secretary Su sighed inwardly, her gaze drifting to the window. She was at a loss for what to do.

The car slowly drove away from the city and into the suburbs.

Fuyuan Mountain Villa is a farmhouse restaurant specializing in wild game, located on the outskirts of the city.

Many wealthy and powerful people like to come here to eat some wild game and try something new.

As soon as the Mercedes-Benz came to a stop in front of Fuyuan Villa, before Zhao Fengyue could even get out of the car, several figures suddenly darted out from all around and instantly surrounded the entire vehicle.

The leader, a man with a buzz cut, led a group of thugs, each wielding an iron bar, and took turns smashing it against the car body and windows, making a loud clanging sound. He yelled at the top of his lungs into the car, "Open the door now!"

The bald driver was terrified at the sight. He quickly locked all the car doors and hurriedly turned to look at Zhao Fengyue in the back seat, his voice trembling, "Ms. Zhao, what should we do now?"

Zhao Fengyue was also stunned by the scene before her and quickly said, "Reverse the car, let's go."

"it is good."

The driver restarted the engine, preparing to reverse.

At this moment, a group of thugs swung iron bars and smashed them hard against the car window. With several sharp cracks, the entire pane of glass shattered and scattered, with shards of glass landing all over the front and rear seats. Several men reached through the hole and forcefully pulled open the car door. The driver, still in shock, was dragged out of the car first, followed by Zhao Fengyue, Secretary Su, and the female assistant in the passenger seat, who were all forcibly pulled out of the car.

Before the group could struggle or cry for help, black sacks were slung over their heads, and thick ropes were quickly used to bind their hands and feet. The group was roughly lifted onto a waiting bread truck and crammed into its cargo compartment. The bread truck closed its doors and sped away from the scene.

Zhao Fengyue was surrounded by darkness and couldn't see her surroundings. She couldn't help but whisper, "Secretary Su? Siyao? Old Wang? (The driver)?"

"Mr. Zhao, I'm here."

"Mr. Zhao."

"Mr. Zhao."

Inside the carriage, Secretary Su Wu Siyao and driver Lao Wang also responded.

To make the act more convincing, Secretary Su and Assistant Wu were tied up. This was also part of the plan. The main goal was to keep Zhao Fengyue from knowing that these two were also accomplices.

Their hands and feet were bound tightly with hemp rope, their heads covered with burlap sacks, and they were trapped in the bumpy, enclosed bread cart, unable to move. They could only speak to each other in hushed tones through the rough burlap sack fabric, using these few words to soothe their fear and dispel the deep-seated terror that had gripped them since their abduction.

More than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a dilapidated factory in the suburbs. The man with the buzz cut got out of the car with four thugs, opened the doors, grabbed them one by one, and dragged them into the factory. Only after they were inside did he remove the sacks covering their heads.

The sack was suddenly ripped off, and a blinding light rushed towards her, causing Zhao Fengyue to instinctively squint and momentarily unable to adjust to the sudden brightness. She slightly turned her head to avoid the light, and after a while, her eyelids slowly opened a crack, and she blankly looked around at the unfamiliar abandoned house.

She looked around and found herself in a dilapidated factory. A dozen or so thugs stood in front of her.

One of them was Brother Nan from the Hunan gang. He had a cigarette in his mouth, crossed his legs, and when he saw Zhao Fengyue looking over, he smiled and said:

"Mr. Zhao, the reason I invited you here today is to ask you for some money. I heard that Dingsheng just took out a loan of 100 million?"