【A Riot of Flowers】(Part 2, 06) Author: Feng Jun

Author: Feng Jun
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Chapter Six: Interlocking Rings

The dormitory lights didn't go out until 5 a.m. Zhang Wenhai went to bed early, planning
to . Since returning to China, Zhang Wenhai had hardly done any physical exercise, which made him
feel uneasy. The school had a ready-made synthetic track, which he could use. In the morning, Zhang Wenhai was
doing frog jumps on the track when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

"You really have free time," He Wanxin stopped Zhang Wenhai directly. "Come shopping with me, and I'll
buy you some clothes."

He Wanxin wore a black low-cut undershirt, a watermelon-red shawl, and a knee-length
dark gray pencil skirt. She carried a small black bag in her left hand and wore ordinary white casual shoes.

"Your bag is quite nice," Zhang Wenhai said. "It seems to be the perfect size for you."

"Don't you recognize this brand?" He Wanxin showed Zhang Wenhai the row of letters on the bag. "It's
Givenchy, but it's a high-quality replica. I only carry the real one when I'm doing business."

"Since you have a real bag, why don't you use it?"

"Mind your own business," He Wanxin rolled her eyes. "My real bag is red, and it
clashes with my clothes."

"Just buy a black one, it's not that expensive for you anyway."

"I'm very frugal," He Wanxin said. "I have two or three nice bags and matching outfits,
enough for formal occasions."

Zhang Wenhai asked, "You said you were going to buy me clothes?"

"Of course, you're the face of Guangyi Girls' School now, you can't dress too shabbily," He Wanxin said.
"Autumn is almost here, and the school will be recruiting new students. Your image is very important."

He Wanxin suddenly remembered Zhang Wenhai's character and immediately added, "Let's make this clear, you're not allowed to make any
advances towards them. There might even be minors among them."

"Do you think I'm just a pervert?" Zhang Wenhai shook his head helplessly. "As if I
want to sleep with every woman I see."

"Isn't that right?" He Wanxin said. "You've only been here for less than a week, and you've already hooked up with four women,
and you still have the audacity to think you can pursue me."

"I feel like my success rate is pretty high?" Zhang Wenhai said. "If you really don't want to see me, expelling
me would have achieved your goal, but you didn't do that."

"Go to hell!" He Wanxin turned her head and said. "I don't need you to come with me. I'll go by myself."

Zhang Wenhai walked around He Wanxin and continued doing frog jumps.

"Stop!" He Wanxin didn't even know what to say. "I asked you to go shopping,
shouldn't you be overjoyed? Why do you look so indifferent?"

"Even if you asked me to sleep with you, I wouldn't be overjoyed."

"You bastard! You big pervert! You can't stop talking about that stupid thing!" He Wanxin's pretty face flushed red. "
Are coming with me or not?"

"Yes, of course I'm coming," Zhang Wenhai said. "You injured your right hand because of me, so it's only right that I
help you carry your things."

"Even if I wasn't injured, you still have to help me carry my things. Who

told you to pursue me?" "You have a point, but what if those four girls go shopping too? Who should I help carry their things for?"

"You..." He Wanxin really didn't know what to say. "Can't you not
mention them when you're with me?"

"Sure, but you'll have to meet sooner or later," Zhang Wenhai said. "If you want your family to be happy together
, you have to think about these little things in advance."

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" He Wanxin kicked Zhang Wenhai hard, but he easily dodged it.

"Okay, let's not talk about them," Zhang Wenhai said. "I have a question for you, but you can't be angry anymore
."

"What question?"

"Did your father really die from a sudden cerebral hemorrhage?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Just say yes or no."

"Yes," He Wanxin said. "He was diagnosed with an aneurysm a long time ago. The doctor said it was caused
by working which led to the aneurysm rupturing."

"Then why did you hold the funeral three years later?"

"Because I was only twenty when I took over Guangyi..."

"I want to hear the truth," Zhang Wenhai interrupted her. "According to the information I found online,
before you held the funeral, Guangyi Group suddenly started large-scale layoffs. A total of seventy people were laid off."

"Company layoffs are normal, right..." He Wanxin didn't dare to make eye contact with Zhang Wenhai.

"Yes, layoffs are normal," Zhang Wenhai said. "But you started hiring again immediately after the layoffs
, and the positions are almost exactly the same as those of the laid-off employees."

"What does that prove?" "

It proves you didn't really want to lay off people, but rather to purge them," Zhang Wenhai said. "I
suspected industrial espionage when I applied for the security guard position; the layoffs two years ago were probably similar."

"That's all your speculation; there's no evidence."

"Are you going to play courtroom with me?" Zhang Wenhai said. "If
you can't let me know the secrets, just tell me directly. If you can, you'd better tell me everything."

"I..." He Wanxin hesitated for a long time. "Why are you so interested in my father's death?"

"Because he was murdered," Zhang Wenhai said. "I don't want you to be murdered too, so
I have to investigate thoroughly."

"I'm sorry, I..."

"You're afraid I'm one of them, aren't you?" Zhang Wenhai said. "If you don't want to say, I won't force you,
but you also can't tell anyone else, understand?"

"I'm sorry," He Wanxin apologized again. "I shouldn't have doubted you."

"Doubting me was the right choice," Zhang Wenhai said. "In this situation, doubt can bring you
safety."

"I know who killed my father," He Wanxin said, "but if I hadn't accepted
the conclusion of natural death and insisted on an autopsy, my mother and I would probably have been in danger."

"Not holding a funeral was to lull them into a false sense of security."

"That's right. I lied to my family, saying my father had survived but was left with a disability and needed rehabilitation."
He Wanxin said, "They thought their conspiracy had failed, so they panicked and revealed their weaknesses. That's how I
slowly pieced together the clues and purged all the moles in the company."

"Have you figured out who killed your father?"

"I don't have evidence, but my father told me who did it long ago," He Wanxin said. "Do you know Jixian
Industrial?"

"Yes, it used to be the largest private enterprise in Shuoqu, but in recent years it's been suppressed by your Guangyi."

"Jixian Industrial has always been defeated by my father, so they hold a grudge against him," He Wanxin
said. "Jixian Industrial has a vice chairman named Yang Keshan, and he has a professional assassin named Shen Jin under his command. My father
said that if he suddenly died in the company, it must have been Shen Jin who did it."

"Do you need me to kill Shen Jin to avenge you?"

"No, he has a gun," He Wanxin said. "Besides, Shen Jin is just a small fry; he
has a whole bunch of generals behind him. Only by taking down those people will it be effective."

"Knowing who the opponent is makes things easier." Zhang Wenhai patted He Wanxin on the shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll
definitely win."

"Jixian Industrial has a very complex structure. It's a Sino-foreign joint venture. The Chinese boss is Xu Jixian,
the chairman, and there's a mysterious American boss whose identity nobody knows," He Wanxin said. "
Could you help me use my connections in America to investigate this person?"

"Leave it to me." Zhang Wenhai felt that his team leader was close to finding out.

"Thank you, Wenhai," He Wanxin said. "Give me some time. Once I've figured things out, I'll definitely be with you
."

"I'm helping you because I like you, not because I want any reward from you." Zhang Wenhai vaguely felt that
He Wanxin 's tone sounded like someone else's, but he couldn't remember who. "But I do have a favor I need your help with.
There's a student at school named Chu Bing who might be having financial problems."

"Who is Chu Bing? How do you know her?" "

From an escort website."

"Zhang! Wen! Hai!" He Wanxin swung her bag heavily at Zhang Wenhai, and this time he didn't
dodge.

He Wanxin eventually helped Zhang Wenhai choose a very high-end pure black suit, the total price of which
really shocked him.

Zhang Wenhai, carrying his bag, kept complaining, "I really don't understand why a few pieces of clothing cost so much."

"That's called class," He Wanxin said. "You can't wear Nike and Adidas all the time, can you?"

"But I don't like suits; they restrict my movement," Zhang Wenhai said. "I still prefer combat
uniforms—they're comfortable and practical. Sportswear is fine too, but it doesn't look imposing enough."

He Wanxin said, "You're no longer in the SEALs; wouldn't it be nice to enjoy a normal life?"

"That's true," Zhang Wenhai glanced at the bag in his hand. "I should get used to it soon."

"Hey, you look really handsome in your uniform, don't you?"

"I don't know," Zhang Wenhai said honestly. "When we're on missions, we're usually fully armed;
you can't see our faces."

"You can't see our faces?" He Wanxin teased. "Then you must look even more handsome."

"Actually, I'm the shortest in the whole group. If you only look at appearance, I'm practically pathetic,"
Zhang Wenhai said. "Sometimes TV stations want to film us, but they won't let me on camera, saying it would ruin the whole team
's image."

"So what are you doing when they're filming?"

"I can't say, you'll get angry again."

"Hmph, I knew it, you scoundrel." He Wanxin said, "Do you have a lot of women in America too
?"

"One hundred and four."

"How many?" He Wanxin's eyes widened, but she wasn't angry, perhaps because they were so far away.

"One hundred and four," Zhang Wenhai said. "But they were just simple physical relationships; neither party
invested emotion."

"America is indeed open-minded." For some reason, He Wanxin suddenly became
interested . "Among so many people, are there any particularly bizarre cases?"

"For example?"

"For example, sleeping with two sisters at the same time."

"That's too many," Zhang Wenhai said. "There are even cases of mothers and daughters sleeping together; it's not that bizarre."

"My God, you're so perverted!" He Wanxin exclaimed. "Mother and daughter together, what should I call you?"

"Call me by my name, like Richard or Zhang, or something else."

"I thought you'd call me both 'Dad' and 'Husband'."

"You're the pervert," Zhang Wenhai said. "You're always thinking about something."

In the white villa, Xu Cheng's waist was thrusting forcefully. A flight attendant was lying on the ground, her stockings torn,
her buttocks raised to meet the man's movements behind her, emitting short moans.

"You did a good job dealing with the police this time. You can have a month's leave starting tomorrow."

The flight attendant's hands were clenched tightly into the carpet, barely managing to squeeze out a few words: "Thank you, Young Master Xu."

Xu Cheng thrust in and out quickly a few times, ejaculating his essence into the flight attendant's narrow passage. She also
reached , her body going limp as she collapsed, soaking a large patch of the carpet.

As Xu Cheng pulled up his pants, he said, "I feel like you're getting more and more wanton."

"Young Master Xu is too amazing, you've turned me into a little slut." The flight attendant's eyes were filled with seductive allure, making Xu Cheng feel
extremely pleased.

"Since you're so sensible, I'll give you an extra week off," Xu Cheng said. "I'll also transfer another
300,000 to you. Go out and have some fun."

"Young Master Xu." Madman pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the flight attendant lying on the floor, he asked, "Am I
early?"

"Perfect timing. This slut is still in the mood. You can have your turn."

"I don't have time," Madman said. "The police ransacked my house. I suspect they might have found
something."

"Didn't you take everything?"

"They should have taken everything, but I'm not sure if they missed anything," Madman said. "Also,
the police officer leading this operation is the same one who impersonated the flight attendant last time."

"Damn, that bitch is never going to stop," Xu Cheng said. "But even if they find out who you are, it's fine.
The new place I found for you should be safe."

"Young Master Xu, I find it strange. How did the police find my house? Captain Chen was completely unaware of this operation.
If it weren't for his quick thinking, I might have been trapped in my own home."

"Captain Chen's lack of knowledge means the person investigating you isn't a police officer." Xu Cheng was also puzzled. "But even if someone wanted to
investigate, they wouldn't have the ability."

"Do you think it could be He Wanxin?"

"Impossible. If she had the ability to find you, she would have acted already." Xu Cheng said. "But now that you
mention it, I'm reminded of someone else."

"That mysterious security guard." Madman clapped his hands. "That's it, it must be him."

"Finding your home address without anyone noticing, that's really the style of special forces." Xu Cheng said.
"Damn it, everything was going so well, how did this guy suddenly appear! And he
came from who-knows-where!"

"This guy is very capable. None of the people I sent to monitor him could catch him. I suspect he already discovered I was following him
the day ."

"But he didn't shake you off."

"Yes, that's the strange thing." Madman said. "I have an idea, but it doesn't seem very reliable."

"Tell me about it."

"Could he be the secret weapon He Ping mentioned?" the madman said. "But He Ping has been dead for so long
, isn't it a bit too late for him to come?"

"No, you make a lot of sense," Xu Cheng said. "If that's the case, then it explains why
he suddenly appeared in Shuoqu and met He Wanxin immediately."

"There's still something that doesn't make sense," Shen Jin said. "He Ping's actions before he was killed show that he was aware of
the danger. Since he had such a powerful person on his side, how could Shen Jin have gotten away with it so easily?"

"Unless he couldn't come to Shuoqu at that time," Xu Cheng said. "For example..." "

He was injured!" the two said in unison.

If they knew that Zhang Wenhai had come to Shuoqu unintentionally in pursuit of He Wanxin, would they
spit out a mouthful of blood?

"An injury that requires five years of recovery must be extremely serious," the madman said. "The fact that he's basically fully recovered
shows the hospital's high level of expertise."

"Send our people to Beijing and Shanghai," Xu Cheng decisively ordered. "Investigate the best hospitals in the country."

"There's another possibility: He Wanxin went to university in the US, and He Ping might have acquaintances there. Maybe
that man received treatment in the US."

"We can't do anything about the US; we can only ask the big boss for help," Xu Cheng said. "I'll go find my dad right away;
this matter can't be delayed any longer."

Zhang Wenhai had no idea that Xu Cheng and his team had stumbled upon a brilliant idea—they actually investigated in the US. But even if he knew, he
wouldn't be worried, because only the White House had Zhang Wenhai's information. Anyone trying to investigate him
would likely .

On the other hand, the efficiency of the Alphabet Group was once again demonstrated. Less than twenty hours later,
the captain sent Zhang Wenhai an email with fifteen pages of text and pictures,
clearly written by the captain himself.

"This guy is just too good to his friends," Zhang Wenhai muttered to himself. "I wonder
how many people will see him off when he retires."

The documents contained many details sufficient to prove that the foreign owner of Jixian Industrial was a remnant of the Gufang Society.
Xu Jixian met the Gufang Society while investigating business in the United States. They hit it off immediately, and Xu Jixian
used his identity in China to help the remnants of the Gufang Society whitewash their image, while the Gufang Society secretly provided Xu Jixian with substantial financial
support. One set the stage, the other performed; a so-called Sino-foreign joint venture was thus established in Shuoqu, slowly
growing while secretly extending its reach into every corner of the city.

Everything was going smoothly until He Ping appeared and disrupted this situation. His business acumen was
exceptionally high ; he not only tore a hole in the solid network established by Jixian Industrial but also expanded it further, showing signs
of surpassing it. But Jixian Industry wasn't just a simple company, so He Ping died. However, He Wanxin slapped
them hard again. Guangyi not only didn't collapse, but became even stronger than during He Ping's time. So, He Wanxin
naturally became the new thorn in the side of the Lonely Beauty Society.

"Finally, everything is connected." Zhang Wenhai deleted the email, smiling contentedly.
"Now there's only one last question. Little policewoman, we're waiting for you."

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