bodyguard against fate

Chapter 23 Negotiation Expert

Wu Meng also felt that her analysis was a bit off. "What exactly are you doing here?"

Feng Weida quietly pulled out a picture of the pink car's rear end that he had just taken and showed it to her.

"Zhang Hao just got into this car."

"You mean Zhang Hao...cheated?" Wu Meng could also tell that this was definitely not a man's car.

"Should we tell Xiaoyu?" Feng Weida asked.

"Tell me! Why won't you tell me!" Wu Meng was impulsive, but not without reason. "However, based on just this one photo, are you sure Zhang Hao has a problem?"

Feng Weida shook his head, saying that the photo really didn't prove anything.

"Wait a minute," Wu Meng finally realized, "you really were following Zhang Hao!"

Feng Weida couldn't lie, so he could only tell Wu Meng about what He Xiuli had asked him to investigate, asking Wu Meng to keep it a secret. Wu Meng assured Feng Weida that she was completely at ease, that her mouth was like a safe, and that no one could leave alive without a secret. However, the next day, she told Wu Renxing.

"Brother, don't you think this is strange?"

Wu Renxing was immediately alarmed. He thought to himself, "Luckily, my car ran out of gas yesterday, so I had to take Jiang Xue's car. If I hadn't been careful, Feng Weida would have found out. It seems He Xiuli has become suspicious. I need to be more careful in the future."

Wu Renxing called Zhang Hao to tell him that he was being followed. Zhang Hao didn't even hang up the phone before turning around and spotting Feng Weida following him on the street.

"Kid, following me? You're asking for it!" Zhang Hao waved his hand, and several blond-haired thugs surrounded him.

All Feng Weida could do was turn around and run.

"If I see you again, I'll cripple you!" Zhang Hao stubbed out his cigarette and stomped on it hard. "Don't worry, no one's following us now!" Zhang Hao said to Wu Renxing on the phone.

Simple, brutal... but efficient!

Wu Renxing had previously thought Zhang Hao was just a petty hoodlum, but he never expected him to be so efficient.

"Very well, don't contact me again!" Wu Renxing said.

"No, Mr. Wu," Zhang Hao, who had spent years mingling in the lower rungs of society, had a firm grasp on the psychology of wealthy people like them. "I've spoken to my friends about your situation, and they're very interested. They can give you a 20% discount, how about it?"

Wu Renxing was so angry he almost fainted!

The murder of He Xiuli was a huge secret, known only to myself and Jiang Xue from beginning to end. I told Zhang Hao because the situation was urgent and I had no choice. But that big mouth turned around and issued a mission at the Angel Wheel gathering place. Now, almost all the thugs in Leping know about it. If something happens to He Xiuli, wouldn't that be the same as telling everyone that it was Wu Renxing who did it?

"You sold me out?" Wu Renxing roared angrily.

"Don't get excited, Mr. Wu," Zhang Hao said calmly. "Rest assured, the people I've told are absolutely reliable and won't tell anyone. But if you don't get them to do this job, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be!"

Wu Renxing regretted it. He shouldn't have had any contact with this blond guy in the first place. Now he was being framed. What should he do? If he refused, the news would probably reach He Xiuli's ears soon.

"Tell me, how much do you want?" Wu Renxing asked through gritted teeth.

"The price is negotiable, just give me one million first!" Zhang Hao demanded an exorbitant price.

Wu Renxing could come up with tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, but he had no authority to use more than a million. Moreover, even if he did, he would need a legitimate reason and prior notice and approval from He Xiuli. He couldn't very well say, "I'm going to hire an assassin to kill you," could he? Besides, a million was too expensive. After taking such a big risk and splitting it with Jiang Xue, he wouldn't have much left. Yet Wu Renxing was giving him a million first, and wouldn't he take advantage of him later?

"I don't have that much money!" Wu Renxing refused outright.

"I'm not asking you to give it now. I'll give you a million after it's done," Zhang Hao explained. "You should send 500,000 as seed money first."

"Not even half a million!"

Wu Renxing had just given Zhang Hao 120,000 yuan and was already heartbroken. Giving him another 500,000 yuan would be the death of him!

"Three hundred thousand?" Zhang Hao probed.

"No!"

"If that's how you say it, Mr. Wu, then I'll go ask Mr. He for the reward." Zhang Hao started acting like a rogue.

Wu Renxing knew that it was too late to say anything now. Even if he killed Zhang Hao, it wouldn't make a difference. The news had already spread. All he could do was follow the plan he had made with Jiang Xue: kill He Xiuli, quickly sell off his assets, transfer them all abroad, and then go abroad with Jiang Xue. Even if the police found out that he was the murderer, there was nothing they could do. At worst, he would never come back.

"One hundred thousand, not a penny more!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"150,000!"

"make a deal!"

Zhang Hao's idea was that no matter how much money it cost, he would get on this ship first. As long as he could get on the ship, he would be in the same boat as Wu Renxing. He didn't believe that Wu Renxing would dare to refuse him if he asked for another million or two million later. Therefore, the two sides hit it off and secretly planned to rip each other off, making the other party doubt his life!

Feng Weida showed He Xiuli a picture of the pink Corolla. Apart from this car, Zhang Hao hadn't had any contact with any other unusual people. The license plate number was clear, so finding the owner wouldn't be difficult. The name Jiang Xue caught He Xiuli's eye for the first time.

"Jiang Xue?"

He Xiuli had no recollection of this person; she did not remember him.

"Does Mr. He know her?" Feng Weida asked.

He Xiuli shook her head: "It seems I was overthinking it. Let's end the investigation here and come back to work tomorrow."

Feng Weida followed Zhang Hao for a few days and found some gossip. He Xiuli felt that this approach might not work, so she should think of another way. There had been too many things going on at home lately, so Wu Renxing encouraged her to go to the famous Lingfeng Temple nearby to pray over the weekend. He Xiuli was a Buddhist and went to Lingfeng Temple at least once or twice a year. Thinking about how unlucky this year had been, she wondered if it was because she hadn't gone to pray, so she should go and offer incense, and even make more donations than in previous years to ward off misfortune. She also suggested that she bring He Yong and Wu Meng along for a family trip.

Unfortunately, the seven-seater Passat was in for maintenance, and it would be too crowded for so many people to ride in one car. He Xiuli decided that Feng Weida and Wu Meng would ride in one car, while she, Wu Renxing, and He Yong would ride in another. She intended to match Feng Weida and Wu Meng up, but little did she know that it was this kindness that would save her.

Wu Meng was very dissatisfied with this arrangement. Why should you all be in pairs while I have to face-to-face with Feng Weida? Feng Weida was her best friend's ex-boyfriend. Although he was only in name, they were ultimately not compatible and had nothing in common. Wouldn't the atmosphere be incredibly awkward on the way?

Wu Meng protested, but He Xiuli rejected her protest. Wu Meng insisted on going, and she was going to bring cash with her. This time, He Xiuli wanted to bring back a Guanyin statue, which would cost at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. Lingfeng Temple only accepts cash for incense money of more than 50,000 yuan, and does not accept QR code or bank transfer.