Chapter 90
Chapter 90
Wang Qiang did not think much of it.
He handed him a set of vehicle keys.
“What, a friend invited you out? This ride is brand-new, the latest Aima model. Take it out and you’ll look seriously impressive. Brother, this is all I can do for you.”
Wu Xiaojiu’s entire face scrunched up, his features twisting dramatically. He said nothing more, snatched the keys, and left.
Wang Qiang watched him go, grinning to himself for reasons no one could guess.
“Safe travels! Hope you shake off that stinky sugar daddy soon!”
The moment the vehicle started, Wu Xiaojiu twisted the throttle all the way down. The powerful push from behind nearly launched it forward like a rocket.
He cranked the music until it was deafening, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
He pulled out his phone and started typing furiously with one hand. Then he felt that raging at someone through text was not satisfying enough, so he tapped the screen a few times and immediately called the other party.
The instant the call connected, he roared,
“Qi Jiao, if you dare lie to me again this time, I’ll kill you!”
His phone speaker was turned up to maximum volume. From the other end came Qi Jiao’s choked, sobbing voice.
“Last time, I let greed cloud my head, but I would never fake something involving my mom. My dad has already become this much of a beast. Xiaojiu, other than you, I really can’t find anyone else to talk to.”
“Stop talking. For the sake of the fact that you used to be my good friend, I’ll help you one last time! Qi Jiao, remember this clearly. After today, don’t come to me for anything.”
Wu Xiaojiu’s voice was icy. After saying that, he did not even look at the road as he lowered his head and hung up.
[Host anger level detected at 90%. Side mission triggered: “My Mistress’s Mistress Is Not My Mistress, But I Like This Mistress, So I Want Him to Be My Mistress.” Multiple endings available. After completing the hidden ending of the side mission, the host will be rewarded with one clue regarding the Bo Family wrongful case.]
Wu Xiaojiu’s anger was completely genuine. Part of it came from his resentment toward Qi Jiao as a person, and part of it was because the content of Qi Jiao’s message was simply too infuriating. The Qi Family had gone too far. No matter what, Qi Jiao had once been his friend.
He had never imagined this would be a side mission.
It was purely an accidental stumble.
As he sped all the way there, his mind ran wild.
In the end, he simply organized the message Qi Jiao had sent him in his head.
The Qi Family’s matriarch had been publicly declared dead from illness two years ago. But according to the investigation, the matriarch had not died. Instead, after suffering a mental shock, she had fallen into a vegetative state and was recuperating on an island.
After Qi Jiao grew up, he took over the Qi Family’s gradually declining businesses. Perhaps dissatisfied with Qi Jiao monopolizing control, his father had actually joined forces with an illegitimate son today to bring the matriarch back from the island. They were using Qi Jiao’s mother’s life to threaten him into handing over ninety percent of his shares.
Qi Group had a very famous nickname in public.
Mistress Group.
The group lived up to its name. Before Qi Jiao took over, because Old Qi’s mistress outside was pregnant, his father, in order to prove he had met true love, transferred all the shares he held to that mistress.
As a result, the group at the time became a complete mess. From the cleaners at the bottom to the president at the top, everyone was a relative of that mistress.
A scandal like that could not be hidden from the media, so the outside world gave them a resounding title.
Later, Qi Jiao used thunderous methods to purge the entire company from top to bottom. After that, no one knew what he negotiated with the mistress.
In any case, the equity eventually ended up in his hands.
“Your dad is right here, the president of the Qi Family, its retired emperor. And instead of going to Baijinghui, he comes to a tiny bar like this? How embarrassing.”
Wu Xiaojiu made his entrance on the Aima.
With impatience written all over his face, he half-lifted his eyes and looked at the small bar before him, lit in garish neon and pulsing with nightlife. In his heart, he thought the Qi Family was truly finished.
Qi Jiao had already cried once. His eyes were red and swollen. A tall man with a rugged, tough-guy face stood there, sniffling as he stared at Wu Xiaojiu, unable to say a word.
“This is the bar opened by his new lover. He funded the whole thing himself, too. He came to me for approval on thirty million and built something the size of a latrine.”
“After what happened last time, I honestly didn’t want to call you, but my dad went way too far this time…”
Qi Jiao was still rambling on.
Wu Xiaojiu simply raised a hand, stood on tiptoe, clapped it over his mouth, and glared as he said, “Enough.”
Right now, he looked like an evil little ball of fleece.
His main traits were that he was short, had big eyes, wasn’t particularly capable, and was absolutely furious.
They stormed all the way to the bar’s Imperial Suite. Along the way, waiters kept coming over to stop them, and Wu Xiaojiu dealt with every single one.
He kicked the door open. Five or six people were sitting inside.
But aside from the Qi Family’s old patriarch, every last one of them was a beautiful young woman.
“You’ve got money to chase women, but no money to pay for someone’s medical treatment?”
The Imperial Suite lived up to its name. Even in a small bar like this, it had everything it was supposed to have.
Cigars, a champagne tower-the works.
The beauties were startled by the sudden intrusion. Once they recovered, they grabbed their walkie-talkies and called for the mamasan.
The Qi Family’s old patriarch looked displeased. His face darkened as he looked at Wu Xiaojiu and said, “You’re that boy from the Wu Family, aren’t you? You’re young, but your temper isn’t small. I’m your elder. The least you could do when you see me is greet me as Uncle Qi.”
“Elder? I don’t have any elders who are this old and still out looking for true love.
Without Qi Jiao approving your forms and releasing funds for you, would you have even a single cent in your pocket? Aren’t you just relying on the fact that he still cares about blood ties, grabbing onto that and bleeding him dry?”
Wu Xiaojiu was like a cannon.
Every word he fired out blasted the Qi Family’s old patriarch full of holes.
The other man clutched his heart with one hand and held a beauty with the other. The way he looked at Wu Xiaojiu was filled with rising killing intent.
“These are family matters. They have nothing to do with your Wu Family, do they?”
“How do they have nothing to do with Xiaojiu? You all ganged up to bully my mother and me, so I called my best friend over to help me vent and lend a hand. What, only you’re allowed to call people, and I’m not?”
Qi Jiao was beyond furious. His father had gathered all the mistresses he’d had over his lifetime and joined forces with them to bully him and his mother.
If Old Master Qi hadn’t told him that the people now attending to his mother were all former mistresses, illegitimate sons, and illegitimate daughters she had once fought against, Qi Jiao would not have rushed over in such a panic to demand justice.
“Then I’ll tell you the truth, son. I’ve met true love. I really do like her, and I’m willing to give everything for her. Transfer all the shares to me. She likes wealthy men, and your father has to do his best to keep face in front of his true love.”
Wu Xiaojiu listened in stunned disbelief. Qi Jiao was so angry smoke might as well have been coming out of all seven orifices.
“I didn’t go to the company the day before yesterday, so you went there to collect money. You took away all the cash flow and all the revenue from this entire year-a full billion! Now I can’t pay the employees’ salaries, and I, the boss, don’t have any money either. You stopped my mom’s ventilator, all for this so-called true love!”
“I’ve already spent the money. You’ve been running the company so well. Making up that billion shortfall in a month shouldn’t be hard. I believe in you, son. As for your mother… she won’t die for a while. As long as you give me another two billion and all the shares, I’ll send her back.”
This was why Wu Xiaojiu was angry.
Furious, in fact.
He was utterly shameless.
Wu Xiaojiu was so angry that he walked up to the champagne tower. The top nine glasses had already been taken away, leaving five tiers of crystal-clear glassware.
“Qi Jiao, you won’t mind if I beat your dad into a cripple, will you?”