Chapter 426: Let Rong Holdings Implode
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Rong Qi wasn’t surprised to see Sheng Jian when she walked in, side by side with Ye Nanshen. With an arched brow, she greeted, “Master EightyK, we meet again.”
Sheng Jian snorted coldly. “The pleasure is not mutual. This brute assaulted me. What do you plan to do about it?”
“I’ll cover the medical expenses,” Rong Qi answered smoothly.
“That’s it?” Sheng Jian asked.
“What else do you expect?” Ye Nanshen asked. He stared at Sheng Jian, clearly displeased.
Annoyed, Sheng Jian tightened his lips. Rong Qi assessed the bruise on his face and rummaged through her bag. She took out a small white porcelain vial and set it on the table.
“Here, for emergencies,” she said.
Ye Nanshen glanced at it and said, “You’ve gotten quite the deal.”
Sheng Jian squinted his eyes and chuckled. “You think she’s a modern-day Hua Tuo? That I’ve gotten a bargain? What’s a small vial going to do? If it’s that miraculous, who needs doctors?”
Ignoring the vial, Sheng Jian caressed his bruised lip, offering a sarcastic smile. Rong Qi didn’t press further; she had given her offering and owed him nothing more.
“Let’s call this a barter for the Mystic Berry.” Rong Qi said. “I don’t like to owe anyone any favors.”
After they had left, Sheng Jian’s assistant approached him and said, “Master, we’ve confirmed it. That man is Ye Nanshen of Clearcreek Mansion.”
“Are you sure?” Sheng Jian, pressing an ice pack to his face, questioned.
Sheng Jian’s assistant bowed his head and said, “I couldn’t be mistaken. The man accompanying him was Zhuang Ling, Ye Nanshen’s personal assistant. He wouldn’t be with anyone else.”
Sheng Jian’s eagle-like eyes narrowed and muttered, “Ye Nanshen… I truly owe him, don’t I?”
With a soft curse, Sheng Jian suddenly remembered Rong Qi and asked, “Who’s that woman to him?”
“She’s his secret wife, Rong Qi, the eldest daughter of Rong Holdings’s CEO,” the assistant explained.
“Wait, did you say Rong Holdings’s CEO’s eldest daughter?” Sheng Jian exclaimed as his eyebrows shot up.
The assistant looked puzzled and replied, “Yes, sir.”
Sheng Jian abruptly stood, tossed the ice pack aside, grabbed the porcelain vial from the table, and dashed out. He didn’t catch up to them. Standing outside the garden gate, he chuckled sarcastically. “I really do owe them, don’t I?”
Sheng Jian’s assistants looked confused after hearing what Sheng Jian had said. Meanwhile, Rong Qi had gotten her hands on the Mystic Berry and was almost perpetually in the lab these days.
Back in Clearcreek Mansion, Ye Nanshen lounged in a chair, counting the minutes until Rong Qi returned. Zhuang Ling worked on his laptop nearby. Suddenly, a call came in, changing his expression. After hanging up, he reported to Ye Nanshen, “Master, the project Rong Holdings was working on has been replaced by another. Their stock has been rising these past few days. Should we intervene?”
Ye Nanshen drummed his fingers on the armrest, contemplating. “Let Rong Holdings implode.”
“As you wish,” Zhuang Ling confirmed before making another call.
After the call, Zhuang Ling sighed, “I must say, sir, that foreign company is quite formidable. We’ve been evenly matched so far.”
Ye Nanshen’s brow creased slightly and said casually, “You sound proud.”
Zhuang Ling grinned awkwardly. “Well, it’s not often we meet a worthy opponent. But why would such a powerful company assist Rong Holdings? Does Mr. Rong have influential friends abroad?”
“They might just want to return to the country,” Ye Nanshen mused, succinctly.
Zhuang Ling was struck by the realization, ‘Of course, the simplest answer was often the correct one. I had it complicated with my thoughts and even went to analyze Rong Tianshi’s relationship with his partners…’
“If that company does return, could they become a rival?” Zhuang Ling asked. After all, they were having fierce competition now for taking control of Rong Holdings.
Ye Nanshen threw him a look as if he were an idiot and said, “If you don’t want them to become a rival, don’t let them return, simple as that.”
“Right…” Zhuang Ling felt embarrassed. He sneaked a glance at Ye Nanshen, who had his eyes closed.
‘Master hadn’t been this communicative before,’ Zhuang Ling thought..