New Order Plan

Xu Shaoqing nodded firmly.

lack!

How could we not lack it!

"I'm still several hundred dollars in debt."

Xu Shaoqing said with a bitter expression, puffing on his cigarette.

Jiang Qingshan stuffed the money into the pocket inside his coat and asked curiously, "You gambled?"

"Eh? I, Xu Shaoqing, will never forgive gambling and drugs in this lifetime!"

"..."

"Don't even mention it. Three years ago, I went all in on United Aviation Industry stock. It was doing really well at the time, and I was supposed to make a fortune. But because of the Binhai Shipyard incident, I lost everything. I even lost my underwear."

Xu Shaoqing's tone was full of resentment, but also helplessness.

As it turns out, his judgment was absolutely accurate and astute.

After the incident at the Binhai Shipyard, everyone knew that the Navy's Second Fleet's new flagship, the "Eye of the Storm," was being secretly built there.

Once the "Eye of the Storm" rolls off the production line and enters service, United Aeronautical Industries' stock price will definitely skyrocket.

Unfortunately, who could have imagined that the disaster that followed would happen?

The attack from the outer sky, known as the "Prism," not only destroyed the naval warships but also wiped out Xu Shaoqing's entire fortune.

"I see."

Jiang Qingshan thought for a moment, then took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and returned it to Xu Shaoqing.

Although the other party's initial goal was to make money, a gentleman judges by actions, not intentions, and Xu Shaoqing can be considered to have contributed to the construction of the "Eye of the Storm".

Now that the other party is in trouble, he's offering his help as a gesture of goodwill.

Of course, it's none of your business where the flowers were borrowed.

Xu Shaoqing held the money that was rightfully his, unsure whether or not to say thank you.

He said with a strange expression, "You're really interesting."

"Thanks."

"..."

"Then I won't bother Manager Xu any longer."

Jiang Qingshan stuffed all the fruit on the coffee table and water stand into his coat pocket and said goodbye to Xu Shaoqing.

Xu Shaoqing smiled helplessly and personally escorted Jiang Qingshan downstairs.

Upon arriving at the lobby, the two had just stepped out of the elevator when a group of girls surrounded them, offering flowers and gifts.

Xu Shaoqing glanced at them, then instructed the waiter behind him to take all the items and led everyone upstairs to register their information.

Jiang Qingshan had assumed these girls were there to pursue Xu Shaoqing, and seeing this, he asked curiously, "What's going on here?"

"Those who ask me to introduce them to rich, handsome, and wealthy young men."

"..."

"I'm much more useful than the turtle in the wishing well, hahaha."

Xu Shaoqing said in a very arrogant tone.

Jiang Qingshan chuckled twice and was about to take a step forward when someone blocked Xu Shaoqing's way.

"Shaoqing, why do you look so listless? Are you too tired? How about I give you a massage later?"

The woman wore a soft cashmere knit sweater, gold-rimmed glasses, and had a curvaceous figure. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she exuded a faint woody fragrance.

She gently took Xu Shaoqing's arm. Although she was middle-aged, she still retained her charm, and her eyes were full of undisguised affection as she looked at Xu Shaoqing.

"Go away, can't you see I'm busy? How old are you? Don't you have any manners?"

Xu Shaoqing reprimanded him without any politeness.

The woman wasn't angry. She let go of his hand and stood obediently to his side, looking like a child who had made a mistake, with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

Xu Shaoqing said a few more words with a stern face, then turned and saw Jiang Qingshan out of the company.

"Was that your girlfriend just now?" Jiang Qingshan asked casually.

Xu Shaoqing said casually, "No, that's our general manager."

Jiang Qingshan's eyes twitched slightly, and after a long silence, he managed to utter two words: "Awesome."

Xu Shaoqing chuckled, a smug expression on his face.

It's still raining.

Jiang Qingshan lit a cigarette under the eaves and asked curiously, "Are you married?"

"I only sell this stuff, I don't touch it."

"..."

"I've had quite a few girlfriends, but I just broke up with my most recent one before you came."

"What's the reason?"

"What else could it be? Breaking up is like quitting a job; it's either because you weren't paid enough or you weren't happy with the job."

Xu Shaoqing couldn't help but yawn as he listened to the sound of rain, his eyes somewhat unfocused as he rubbed his aching back.

Jiang Qingshan pursed his lips and gave a helpless dry laugh.

This guy's way of talking is... impossible to respond to.

He straightened his bulging overcoat, stubbed out his cigarette on the ground, and said without turning around, "I'm leaving."

"Officer Jiang, let's have dinner together sometime."

Xu Shaoqing's words weren't entirely polite; he thought Jiang Qingshan was an interesting person and worth befriending.

Moreover, he's a detective, which is a good opportunity to expand the police force's market.

Jiang Qingshan ignored him, got into the car, and sped away.

Xu Shaoqing smiled, then suddenly felt a damp chill and immediately turned back to the hall.

He glared at General Manager Yu Xingzhi and said irritably, "Where's this month's salary? Why aren't you handing it in!"

"Here."

The two entered the elevator. Yu Xingzhi pulled open her collar, revealing a bank card tucked in the seam, and said shyly.

Xu Shaoqing snorted coldly, took out the card, and said, "Did you also secretly keep some of the prize money?"

"No...no."

Yu Xingzhi bit her lip, twisted her body a couple of times as if acting coquettishly, and looked somewhat languid in the eye.

Xu Shaoqing felt that this guy was dishonest.

He decided that after returning to his office, he would first give the two ringleaders a verbal reprimand, and then delve deeper to find out the truth.

Just then, the bell rang.

Xu Shaoqing took out his phone, answered the call, listened for a couple of sentences, then frowned and hung up.

"Shaoqing, what happened?"

Yu Xingzhi hugged Xu Shaoqing's waist, pressed against his back, and asked softly.

"I have a big client, so I have to go out."

Xu Shaoqing returned to his office, picked up his coat, and hurriedly left.

Twenty minutes later.

A minivan drove out of the underground parking garage of Tongxin Marriage Agency.

Xu Shaoqing sat in the passenger seat, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said to the girl in the back, "I'll wait for you outside when we get there. Call me if anything happens."

"Manager Xu, will Young Master Jin like my outfit?"

The girl, her face full of excitement and anticipation, kept touching up her makeup with a small mirror.

Xu Shaoqing gave a perfunctory reply, too lazy to say anything more.

......

Bars in the Yong'an Street area and Heping Pedestrian Street.

There weren't many people in the bar early in the morning.

The waiters were quietly cleaning up the trash from last night.

The corridor was dimly lit. In a private room at the end, a red-haired young man was curled up on the floor, his face bruised and swollen, and covered in blood.

"Useless! Useless! I only gave Cao Da'an a chance because you pleaded for him, and this is how he repays me?"

Jin Xiaobao took two sips from the bottle, then smashed it hard against the young man's head.

His round face was filled with anger.

"Young master, Da'an... he won't tell anyone about you," the red-haired youth said, spitting out blood.

Jin Xiaobao sat on the sofa with a livid face and gestured for the two thugs to continue.

He was in charge of things at the vocational high school, but now that Cao Da'an has been arrested by the police, it would be troublesome if he implicated Cao Da'an.

The thought of his uncle Liu Minzhong made Jin Xiaobao even more flustered and uneasy.

He gulped down several mouthfuls of beer, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed his father Jin Yuansheng's number.

After being thoroughly scolded, Jin Xiaobao slammed the phone down.

Just then, the door opened, and the bodyguard poked his head in and said, "Young master, the person has arrived."