Chapter 1924

Chapter 1924: Chapter 1924

Yunjian Tea House, owned by Wei Zejun, primarily serves as a money laundering front.

During her university years, Ah Xiang worked part-time here and caught Wei Zejun’s eye.

The manager then drugged her.

By the time she regained consciousness, her purity was lost.

Ah Xiang didn’t know Wei Zejun’s identity at the time and wanted to call the police, but was harshly reprimanded.

After that, she became Wei Zejun’s plaything.

Wei Zejun had many women around him, and in terms of looks, Ah Xiang wasn’t particularly outstanding.

But he liked the expression on Ah Xiang’s face when she was being forced.

Initially, Jiang Heng saw her as just an ordinary waitress; he wasn’t sure when he’d started having feelings for her.

In any case, he fell in love with Ah Xiang, and Ah Xiang liked this man who gave her a strong sense of security.

But Jiang Heng knew very well that if their relationship were discovered by Wei Zejun, it would not end well.

Jiang Heng had thought countless times about saving enough to take his family and Ah Xiang far away.

No matter how powerful Wei Zejun was, his reach was ultimately limited.

To a place out of Wei Zejun’s reach, where he could live a peaceful and stable life with Ah Xiang.

"Once I finish this project, we’ll leave Jiangzhou," Jiang Heng said, holding her hand.

"Okay." Ah Xiang’s eyes were full of smiles as she nodded gently.

Jiang Heng reached out, caressed her cheek, and asked softly, "Is Auntie’s health better now?"

"Much better."

"That’s good..."

At that moment, Ah Xiang’s phone rang.

She looked at the caller ID, her expression changing instantly, and bit her lip, saying, "It’s Young Master Wei."

Jiang Heng’s face darkened, his gaze could kill.

Ah Xiang answered the phone: "Young Master Wei... Uh-huh, I know."

After hanging up, Ah Xiang said, "Young Master Wei wants me to go over."

Jiang Heng remained expressionless, like a stone.

He knew exactly what Wei Zejun wanted with her.

Wei Zejun had long lost interest in her, but he often had her serve some important people.

Jiang Heng was fully aware but couldn’t do anything about it.

"Brother Jiang, I’ll go first," Ah Xiang said softly, lowering her head, and was about to leave.

Jiang Heng suddenly grabbed her hand, wanting to say that she shouldn’t go.

But the words just couldn’t come out.

He couldn’t afford to offend Wei Zejun, nor did he dare to.

Ah Xiang said nothing, slowly withdrew her hand from his, and left the private room.

Jiang Heng stayed in the private room for more than ten minutes, finally snapping out of his oppressive mood, exhaling deeply as if to expel all the frustration from his chest.

"Once this project is done, I’ll take you away!" Jiang Heng whispered to himself.

He left the tea house, returned to the company, fully immersing himself in work.

His goal was to secure those company orders and become their supplier.

With his years of experience, this wasn’t particularly difficult.

All it took was getting the relevant division leaders on board, and things would go smoothly.

But this time, it was unlike any situation he had dealt with before.

This time, it even alarmed Director Song of the city government.

Moreover, in conversation with Song Guanchao, he learned that Mayor Wu also placed great importance on these companies.

No, Mayor Wu wasn’t interested in those companies but in the Wensong District Cultural Industrial Park.

"The Cultural Industrial Park is a significant focus of the city government’s upcoming work..."

He extracted the key points from what Song Guanchao had told him.

If that’s the case, he really can’t get involved with these companies.

Jiang Heng frowned, his already irritable mood becoming even more agitated.

He opened the search box, entered Song Guanchao’s name, wanting to learn about this person to see if he could find a way to deal with him.

He had dealt with countless officials and had his own methods.

The simplest way was monetary bribery.

In this world, no one doesn’t love money.

Even the most honest and morally upright officials have their price.

"Huh~"

As he reviewed the information he found, Jiang Heng became increasingly astonished.

He was surprised to find that this Director Song was no ordinary person.

Even while served as Mayor’s secretary in Lingjiang, he’d made the news multiple times, and it was always big news.

He picked up his phone, dialed a number, deciding to find someone to understand better.

A few minutes later, he put down the phone, his eyes full of astonishment.

One call, and he had obtained a relatively detailed understanding of Song Guanchao.

This guy, on the surface, was the city government’s office director but effectively the city’s deputy in reality.

His status was so high, it even overshadowed Sun Jiajun.

Incredible.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the person he contacted had an unusual identity and would never lie, he would have doubted it.

"It seems the companies in the industrial park cannot be secured."

"Perhaps this guy is interested in money, but when it comes to a choice between money and his political future, he will undoubtedly choose the latter."

He’d only met Song Guanchao once, but he dared to claim that he understood him better than most people.

This guy is a classic power-hungry official.

Some become officials for money, some for power. But there’s another kind of person, who becomes an official not for power or money, but just to get things done and enjoy the people’s adoration.

In his view, Song Guanchao was one of those people.

For such people, money and power aren’t important; it’s only accomplishing practical things and receiving a thumbs-up from the public that makes them feel happy.

To put it politely, such people have transcended low-level interests.

Transcending low-level interests often means they’ve already enjoyed those low-level pleasures.

In other words, they’re not lacking money or power; they’re just purely addicted to being officials.

Jiang Heng sighed lightly, feeling utterly helpless against such people.

However, just as he was about to give up, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"The city government’s key project, the profits inside... even Young Master Wei would be tempted."

"But even if Young Master Wei steps in, Song Guanchao is unlikely to back down... This is a good thing!"

Jiang Heng murmured to himself, his eyes growing brighter.

He had long wanted to take Ah Xiang away from Jiangzhou but feared Wei Zejun.

Now, a chance to use a borrowed knife was right in front of him.

Jiang Heng felt a surge of excitement, as a rough plan slowly took shape.

He continuously refined the plan, believing it highly feasible and promising after much contemplation.

Firstly, Song Guanchao was definitely not someone who would easily compromise.

And Wei Zejun was equally a venomous snake; once he set his mind on something, he would certainly see it through.

With such personalities clashing, it would be hard not to have a conflict.

That’s exactly what Jiang Heng wanted—for them to clash!

The bigger the conflict, the better!

Ideally, it’d escalate to an irreconcilable point.

Of course, he knew that given their statuses, they wouldn’t easily lose their cool.

So, he’d have to fan the flames.

He picked up his phone and called Wei Zejun, but no one answered.

Only then did he realize that Wei Zejun had called Ah Xiang over in the afternoon, likely to meet some important guests.

Thinking of this, his excitement over coming up with a plan quickly plummeted back to the depths.

Just when he felt dispirited, Wei Zejun’s call came through.

He rubbed his face and picked up the phone: "Young Master Wei, I have something to report to you."

"Come to Qin Garden," Young Master Wei’s voice was flippant and casual, and then he hung up.