After Zhu Ming died, there was immediate movement in the Zhu Family.
As soon as Zhu Ming passed away, another big shot with an even more impressive status than Zhu Ming showed up in Modu.
This person was named Zhu Zhi, Zhu Ming’s brother.
Zhu Zhi was the top young master in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, as well as the first heir of the Zhu Family.
In the Zhu Family, Zhu Ming was just the second in command, while the true first successor was Zhu Zhi.
Throughout the Zhu Family, although there were many offspring, only two were truly promising: Zhu Ming and Zhu Zhi.
Zhu Ming returned from abroad, initially planning to make a big splash in Modu.
Pursuing Su Wanyi was merely his first step; the Zhu Family’s business had been expanding rapidly, and they were no longer satisfied with Jiangsu and Zhejiang but were extending their reach to Modu.
Zhu Ming was actually here to pave the way.
No one expected that Zhu Ming would directly pass away without accomplishing anything upon arriving in Modu.
Henghua Mansion was the Zhu Family’s headquarters in Modu.
In the CEO’s office, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses and a lean face stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the Modu scenery.
At that moment, a man over sixty years old walked in.
This man was the Zhu Family’s butler.
With Zhu Ming dead, the responsibility for the Zhu Family’s development in Modu fell on Zhu Zhi’s shoulders.
"How are the police investigations going?"
Zhu Zhi asked indifferently.
"The large truck indeed lost control due to a tire burst which led to the crash into the young master. There were no signs of human sabotage."
"And..." The butler hesitated to continue.
"And what?" Zhu Zhi asked.
"The driver of that large truck is one of our Zhu Family members. Initially, he came to kill Ye Chen, but for some reason, a tire burst occurred..."
"Has the driver been investigated?"
"Yes, the driver has no issues; it was genuinely the vehicle losing control at the time."
Zhu Zhi hesitated for a moment: "Could it really be just an accident?"
"At least, that’s what our current investigation result shows," the butler said.
"Does this mean those kids in Modu are deceiving me?"
Zhu Zhi was referring to the few underlings of Zhu Ming who had been informing him.
The butler said, "It’s quite possible, although these people seem close to the second young master, each has their own agenda."
"Forget it, Zhu Ming was just a useless trash who died over a woman; he deserved it."
After the butler left, Zhu Zhi snorted coldly: "Zhu Ming, he wanted to take my patriarch position, as if I wouldn’t know about his little schemes? An accident?"
Chilled determination flashed in Zhu Zhi’s eyes.
Indeed, Zhu Ming was killed by people arranged by Zhu Zhi; the accident was his doing.
Zhu Ming would have eventually been killed by Zhu Zhi anyway; it was merely Ye Chen who expedited his death through fate alteration.
Zhu Ming would never have dreamed that the person who killed him was not Ye Chen, but his own brother.
Zhu Zhi’s gaze hardened: "A scapegoat is needed after my brother’s death; Ye Chen is a better scapegoat, and the Su Family must be swallowed, and Ye Chen must die."
The next day, Ye Chen received a call from Zhu Zhi.
"Ye Chen, is it? I’m Zhu Zhi, Zhu Ming’s brother."
Ye Chen paused and said nonchalantly: "Is there anything you need?"
"Haha, I just arrived in Modu, so I’d like to invite a few friends to dinner. I wonder if Mr. Ye dares to come."
Ye Chen faintly replied to the provocation: "Of course, I’ll be there."
Zhu Zhi’s return for revenge was anticipated by Ye Chen, but he was somewhat surprised at Zhu Zhi’s boldness, directly presenting a treacherous banquet.
The banquet was once again held at Modu Convention Hall.
Su Wanyi also received an invitation, but she went straight there due to a company meeting.
Ye Chen looked at the severe traffic outside.
Originally thinking of taking a helicopter, but there’s no place to land near Modu Convention Hall, he then recalled the recently acquired electric scooter.
Alright, I’ll just ride the electric scooter there.
Ye Chen hopped on his beloved electric scooter, heading towards Modu Convention Hall.
The scooter was very sleek and light, moving swiftly and steadily amidst traffic.
Ye Chen was about to reach the convention hall on his scooter.
At this time, a BMW drove up slowly from behind.
The driver was Li Zhe.
Li Zhe had spotted Ye Chen riding the scooter from far away.
Riding along, Ye Chen was humming a song.
"Riding my beloved little motorbike... it will never get stuck in traffic."
"Indeed, he’s a poor fool, can’t even afford a car and rides an electric scooter."
Li Zhe and Zhu Ming were very close.
Although there’s no evidence linking Ye Chen to Zhu Ming’s death, Li Zhe harbored intense resentment against Ye Chen.
Seeing Ye Chen on the scooter, Li Zhe’s lips curled slightly.
He suddenly turned his car directly towards Ye Chen’s scooter.
Ye Chen felt a bump from behind.
He hurriedly leaped off the scooter.
Ye Chen was unharmed, but the scooter was knocked to the ground.
The scooter was toppled over, with the back completely wrecked.
Seeing Li Zhe climb out of the BMW, Ye Chen was furious.
Though he was unhurt, the system-given scooter suffered serious damage.
Moreover, seeing Li Zhe, Ye Chen immediately knew it was deliberate.
Li Zhe was taking out anger on him, blaming his brother’s death.
Do you really think I’m a pushover?
"Oh dear, isn’t that Young Master Ye? So sorry."
Li Zhe glanced at his BMW 740.
The light was broken, and the front bumper was deformed.
What the hell, how could this scooter be so sturdily hard to have damaged his BMW?
In fact, Li Zhe would never have anticipated the scooter’s materials are high-tech, unachievable without spending over 5.8 million.
Ye Chen looked coldly at Li Zhe: "Young Master Li, what’s your deal?"
Li Zhe sneered: "Hey, Ye Chen, my BMW’s light and bumper are damaged. In Wanyi’s name, just reimburse me five thousand bucks."
A crowd had already gathered around.
"Oh dear, this young man is in trouble, crashing into a BMW, wonder how much will he owe."
"That BMW guy asked for five thousand just now."
"Clearly the BMW crashed into the scooter, how could the scooter be liable to pay?"
"Five thousand, poor lad, half a year’s wages gone."
Seeing Ye Chen on a scooter, those watching naturally presumed Ye Chen was impoverished.
Hearing the chatter, Li Zhe was even more gleeful: "Ye Chen, can you not even afford five thousand? If you struggle, borrow from your girlfriend."
Ye Chen sneered: "Are you nuts? You crash into me, and I compensate you? What’s running through your mind?"
Li Zhe smugly replied: "I’ll give you two thousand for the scooter, enough for a new one, compensate me four thousand eight, we’re square, mind you, I was on the motor lane, no way you have reason."