Chapter 819 Revisiting an Old Problem
Chapter 819 Revisiting an Old Problem
819 Revisiting an Old Problem
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CHAPTER 818
His mind flashed back to the series of mental tortures he was given in the hospital, making him seem like a mental patient. He knew who was behind it, but he still couldn’t do much as there was no evidence, and if he did, he would admit he was okay.
Chairman Zhang gritted his teeth, clenching his fist at his side. ‘Ye Cheng or Ye Sheng, just wait. I shall deal with you both.’
“So, I have drawn you a warm bath. I am sure you wish to get rid of those clothes,” his daughter pointed out with a soft smile. “Yes I…”
Ring! Ring!
Excusing herself, Zhang Weilan left the room, asking Bai Qing Mei to tend to her grandfather’s needs. “I’ll be back,” she informed them. Once her mother was out of the room, Bai Wing Mei rushed into her grandfather’s arms. Although she had her mother there for her, it felt nothing like when she was spoiled by her grandfather.
“Grandpa.”
“My Qing Mei.” He brushed the loose strand of hair from her face and stared into her eyes with so much adoration.
“I missed you too.” Even after saying that, his affection seemed to have dropped and his eyes became stern. “Now, tell me exactly everything that has been going on, Qing Mei. I think our enemies are out to ruin us.”
“Yes, they are, grandfather. It’s been one hell to the next since your departure. I believe Ye Cheng is the mastermind.”
Straightening her back, Bai Qing Mei walked over to the window and stared outside. “And he may have help from someone very, very strong.”
Chairman Zhang looked thoughtful for a moment there. After that, he nodded. “Of course, he does. I am sure you know that the Fong family is in charge of their security. Nevertheless, we won’t back down. Ruling over this city is for the Zhang family and not the Ye family.”
Bai Qing Mei whipped her head to the side where her grandfather sat, a small smile of triumph washing over her. “Great. I can’t wait to be it’s princess.”
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Having given his orders and tried to get things in place, Ye Cheng decided to pick up from the past and dig into something that could crumble Chairman Zhang if things turned out to be false.
Not that he expected much from the old man given his past records, but he also knew how his father was.
Stepping into the club, Ye Cheng swept his gaze around, taking in the sight before him.
The room was particularly dark, save for the colored lights flashing about on the dance floor and the few bodies rocking from side to side.
Girls—ladies, to be precise—had their hips in full sway, grinding against their customers. He sniffed, taking a whiff of the air, and grimaced. The air was laced with mild aphrodisiac. No wonder most of the men present looked like they were in pure ecstasy. Well, who wouldn’t be?
As soon as he arrived at another door, he lifted a brow at the bulky looking tall man, waiting for him to grant him passage.
“VIPs only,” the man stated.
A dark glint flashed in Ye Cheng’s eyes as he brought out his business card. “I’m more than a VIP.”
At once, the bouncer was agape, shock spreading all over his facial features as he lifted his eyes to Ye Cheng.
On the black card was the insignia of the Ye and Fong families. A card given to him by Fong Cai.
This would allow him to visit places, both dangerous and midway, and get high-ass treatment while getting answers and whatever he wanted.
As much as his family was feared and respected for being the main brain box in business here, the Fong was known to be the best Mafia family and, more so, provided security to most of the businesses being run—both behind the scenes and otherwise.
“My apologies, sir,” the bouncer dipped his in respect, “please proceed to the first floor.” He took a step to the side, paving the way for Ye Cheng.
As much as he knew that such an important person was visiting, he did not expect it to be Ye Cheng. More so, he had the power to shut down business for the club and make it impossible for him to get employed.
“And I believe your client is waiting for you.”
“Okay.” Ye Cheng had wanted to threaten him earlier but found it bothersome.
Without uttering another word, he made his way towards his VVIP’s room.
On getting there, he was ushered into the place and was barely surprised when his gaze landed on the lady seated across an empty seat in the room with only a red linen cloth blocking their path.
‘Hmm, just as I thought.’ Ye Cheng walked into the room, and immediately the lady lifted her head but she could not see him.
“Hello,” he stated, and took his seat.
“Hi.”
Several seconds flew by within the blink of an eye before Ye Cheng spoke again.
“I like your voice. It sounds mature and serene,” he complimented, making her ease up a bit.
“Thank you.”
“I’d love for you to speak more as we get to know each other.”
“Okay. I’ll love that too.” His eyes narrowed, but he did not say anything for another couple of seconds.
“Okay, tell me your name.”
“It’s Keerah.”
“Is that your real name?”
She bit her lower lip. Most times some customers tried to ask that but they knew it was against the club’s policy. However, this was someone who registered with the Fong family card. He was a high-class customer, and she did not want to offend him given that he picked her.
“Umm… I’m sorry, sir but we can’t disclose our real name.” “Okay. How about your age, then?”
The lady hesitated for a moment, but when Ye Cheng did not hear anything, he rose to his feet and said, “I think we’re done for the day.”
Fear seeped into her bones as fast as her blood flowed through her veins.