Chapter 414: Chapter 414: The Recording!
Huang Zhaozhong has lived for more than forty years.
He’s encountered all kinds of danger.
He’s even faced life-and-death crises head on.
But he never imagined that one day he’d be thrown out the window like a chick.
For the first time, Huang Zhaozhong regretted why he chose to work on such a high floor.
If it were just the first floor?
The second floor would be fine too!
Wouldn’t even die from the fall, right!
Now look, the nineteenth floor!
If he falls down, wouldn’t he be smashed into minced meat?
Ground meat?
Meat paste?
Damn... why am I thinking of so many words!
As he watched Chen Xiao preparing to release the third finger, Huang Zhaozhong’s whole body trembled.
He didn’t dare to guess how strong Chen Xiao’s grip was.
He only knew that he didn’t dare to bet that Chen Xiao could hold him with just two fingers!
"President Huang, is the breeze outside waking your brain?"
Chen Xiao’s voice rang out once more.
Huang Zhaozhong glanced at the dozen or so stories below him, losing control and shouting:
"Awake, I’m awake!"
"Mr. Chen, please bring me up, bring me up!"
With a loud "bang."
Chen Xiao pulled Huang Zhaozhong inside and threw him to the ground.
Huang Zhaozhong, caught in a panic, screamed, his whole body trembling.
It wasn’t until he felt the solid ground and its safety that he calmed down.
But as he looked at Chen Xiao with newfound calm, he found Chen Xiao pinching his nose in disdain:
"Huang Zhaozhong must have a break room, right? There are spare clothes there, right? I suggest you change them before talking to me. That’s the basic respect."
Huang Zhaozhong stood up, face flushed with embarrassment.
He couldn’t bear to call cleaning to take care of the mess below.
But then, who else would do it if not cleaning?
Would he tidy up himself with a salary?
Huang Zhaozhong thought to change clothes first, then called cleaning.
Once set, Huang Zhaozhong politely gestured an invitation:
"Mr. Chen, let’s talk somewhere else."
Once they went out, the cleaning staff came in.
Looking at the mess and the fresh clothes Huang Zhaozhong wore, their eyes sparkled with surprise.
Nonetheless, pretending nothing happened, Huang Zhaozhong guided Chen Xiao to another office. There, he immediately took a surprising action.
Huang Zhaozhong shut the door and bowed to Chen Xiao.
"Mr. Chen, I’m truly sorry. Through the incident today, I realize my grave mistake. This apology is for you and your wife!"
With those words, it became clear Huang Zhaozhong was the one who caused trouble today.
But seeing his current reaction, Chen Xiao felt a bit confused.
Huang Zhaozhong caused such a commotion, obviously playing a big game.
Could he be revealing his intentions so easily?
Chen Xiao remained silent as Huang Zhaozhong probed a glance at him, then sighed:
"Mr. Chen, being able to find me directly means you knew everything right from the start that it was me."
"Indeed, tell me your purpose."
Huang Zhaozhong squinted, "I think someone committed a crime and wants to kill me, so I had to fight back. But I’m limited in ability, and their connections are intricate."
"I couldn’t counter them head-on, originally waiting to be done with. But seeing Mr. Chen gave me a flash of insight, leading to everything that followed."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao still held many doubts.
If analyzing this information,
the person clearly wasn’t Li Ting, whom Pan Huiping investigated as Huang Zhaozhong’s obvious rival.
But what confused Chen Xiao was, if Huang Zhaozhong had some dirt, why did he choose exposure over directly going to the police?
Chen Xiao stared at Huang Zhaozhong, asking: "Because of that person’s influence, you don’t dare talk to the police?"
"Yes."
"Then what’s the difference in going public versus talking to the police? Do you think I’ll protect you?"
"I wouldn’t dare to expect Mr. Chen’s protection, but if they really committed a crime, you’d surely send them in. Your reputation matters, many people now consider this before making decisions."
"I see. You’re leveraging not just my methods, but my reputation. In other words, I’m like traffic now. If I uncover the suspect in the case as the one you’re fighting, those hesitant would act due to the public opinion I’d stir, correct?"
"Traffic?" Huang Zhaozhong was puzzled by the term’s meaning.
Chen Xiao calmly replied: "It means influence."
Huang Zhaozhong realized: "Yes, I want to use your influence to disrupt the entire situation and overcome it!"
Chen Xiao focused again.
He suddenly felt Huang Zhaozhong wasn’t so detestable after all.
Moreover, pondering over Zhaolitong,
Chen Xiao realized companies like this might be very useful!
After thinking for a while, Chen Xiao signaled Huang Zhaozhong to sit.
Grateful, Huang Zhaozhong took a seat. But in the next moment, he realized something.
Chen Xiao seemed to have taken control of the situation!
Helplessly smiling, Huang Zhaozhong said, "Mr. Chen, if you have any other questions, feel free to ask."
"What about the recording you released online, where did it come from?"
"It was secretly recorded, when the person got drunk and spoke to us. We had a good relationship then, like brothers. But as you know, business has no eternal friends; once interests clash, it’s war."
"So you planned ahead at that moment too?" Chen Xiao smirked.
Huang Zhaozhong nodded unreservedly.
"Then play the recording for me again."
Huang Zhaozhong fetched the computer and played the recording on it.
The recording’s first half was mostly men drinking and bragging.
Initially, Chen Xiao thought the recording might be skipped, but gradually he realized the sparse comments needed full exposure to catch attention.
For the recording mentioned antiques, ancient tombs, Jiang Province, Jingguang Village, and such information!
As it went on, whether drunk or whatever, the speaker mentioned six people, evaluating them all as fools!
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After all, they were drinking, quite a lot.
Finally, someone laughed, questioning the speaker: weren’t those six grave robbers?
Vaguely, the reply came: Yes... No... Yes... No.
Just round and round, no one could figure out if those six were indeed grave robbers.
But to those not involved in the Jingguang Tomb case, the recording seemed insignificant.
However, for victims’ families, they’d surely ignore the "Yes" and lock on "No," leading to their blockade of the task force demanding answers.
After listening to the recording, Chen Xiao thought for a bit and asked: "What’s his name?"
"Wan Yide."