bodyguard against fate

Chapter 22 Night Market Tracking

"Little Feng, these are mung bean balls that a relative brought back from their hometown a couple of days ago. Take them home and eat them!"

That day, when He Xiuli got on the bus, she specially brought a gift for Feng Weida.

"Mr. He, you're too kind." Feng Weida accepted the gift with both hands.

"It's alright. And this 20,000 yuan is a personal reward for you. It's a little less, so please don't mind!"

He Xiuli took out another red envelope.

"Mr. He, I can't accept this—" Feng Weida firmly refused.

"This is what you deserve, don't overthink it. I'm afraid people will gossip when we're making the accounts, so I can only give it to you privately."

"I really can't accept it—"

"I'm the factory manager, listen to me!"

He Xiuli stuffed the heavy red envelope into Feng Weida's arms.

"Mr. He, this—"

"Also, I have a question for you," He Xiuli changed the subject, "Have you noticed anything amiss with recent events?"

"Mr. He, you mean—"

Do you think that person that day was Zhang Hao?

Feng Weida thought for a moment, then realized something was off: "No, he's stronger than Zhang Hao—"

"Actually, I suspected it wasn't him that day, but he admitted it himself, so I didn't pursue it for the sake of the child in his belly. But I still feel that there is someone else behind this!" He Xiuli analyzed.

"Mr. He, who do you suspect?"

"It's still unclear, so I'd like to ask you to help me find out who Zhang Hao usually associates with. If we don't find out who's behind him, I'm afraid there will be a next time—"

"Don't worry, Mr. He, I'll definitely find this person!" Feng Weida returned the red envelope, "But this money—"

"Take this first, consider it start-up capital. Let me know if you run out."

"Then I'll go investigate after get off work these next few days."

"No need, I'll give you a few days off. Report directly to me when you find any clues."

"Then, Mr. Wu—"

"I'll talk to him. You just need to get this done!"

"Mission accomplished!"

Wu Renxing agreed to give Zhang Hao 120,000 yuan, but he dared not transfer the money for fear of leaving evidence, so Zhang Hao could only come to collect the cash.

Inside the car, looking at the full bag of cash, Wu Renxing felt a pang of heartache.

"Can you make it cheaper?"

"We agreed on this, there's no going back on it!"

Zhang Hao snatched the paper bag and started counting the money.

"That's right, exactly 120,000," Zhang Hao said with satisfaction after counting the money. "Mr. Wu, come find me again if there are any more good deals like this!"

"roll!"

Wu Renxing wanted to beat him up. The car he bought for Jiang Xue cost less than 120,000 yuan, but this guy just opened his mouth and asked for it. It was worth several years of Jiang Xue's hard work. It was too much of a loss!

Zhang Hao opened the car door, preparing to get out, when he suddenly stopped. Not far away, Feng Weida, who was secretly observing Zhang Hao, thought he had been spotted and quickly hid behind a car.

He Xiuli told him not to come to work for the next two days and to keep a close eye on Zhang Hao. Feng Weida always kept his word and would do what he promised, especially since he was his own boss.

Based on observation, Zhang Hao, this hoodlum, basically sleeps at home during the day and only comes alive at night. There's a night market near the Sihai Hotel, which is their gathering place. Every night, the blond-haired guys arrive one after another, first exchanging information: which boss is looking for someone to collect a debt, which nightclub is temporarily short-staffed, where there's trouble that needs to be settled, who wants to get a project and needs to smooth things over... Then, according to their respective situations, they divide up the tasks and go their separate ways.

Zhang Hao didn't go anywhere that night; he came to meet Wu Renxing as soon as he received his message. Wu Renxing had owed him money for so many days, so he wasn't worried about Wu Renxing going back on his word. Such a large garment factory couldn't just disappear. Besides, once he exposed the affair, Wu Renxing would have to work as a sewing machine operator, so there was nothing to worry about. However, he hadn't expected that Feng Weida had already been watching him. Just as he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly stopped, not because he noticed Feng Weida following him, but because he suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Wu, you don't really want to kill your wife, do you?" Zhang Hao felt he had keenly discovered a business opportunity.

"We're even now, it's none of your business!" Wu Renxing said.

"Don't worry, I know the rules of the underworld, I definitely won't tell anyone. I just want to help you!" Zhang Hao said.

"Help me? How can you help me?" Wu Renxing asked, somewhat curious.

Although both wore gold chains, Wu Renxing and Zhang Hao clearly belonged to different circles.

"I have a friend who does dirty work for others. If you need help, I can introduce you to him."

"unnecessary!"

Knowing that the place Zhang Hao recommended must be expensive, Wu Renxing decisively refused.

"Really not necessary? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Wu Renxing hesitated for a moment.

I've failed twice, and I haven't figured out how to do it next time. But one thing is certain: provoking Feng Weida is definitely not going to work. No wonder this guy was able to drive the deputy director of the mental hospital crazy. If this continues, I'll end up in a mental hospital too. I might as well spend a little money to find a helper.

"How much?" Wu Renxing went straight to the point.

"Money isn't important. Let me introduce you first, and you can negotiate the price yourselves." Seeing that Wu Renxing had taken the bait, Zhang Hao knew that he hadn't misjudged him and could make another profit.

Feng Weida couldn't hear their conversation in the car at all. He didn't even know that Wu Renxing was in the car, because Wu Renxing was driving Jiang Xue's Corolla, which was pink. Feng Weida thought Zhang Hao was having a secret rendezvous with some woman.

"That scoundrel! Xiaoyu is pregnant, and he's still cheating on her!"

Feng Weida angrily took a picture, wanting to send it to Xiaoyu, but he was afraid of upsetting her and causing a miscarriage. Just as he was hesitating, Zhang Hao got out of the car, waved at the car window, and then drove away.

Feng Weida wasn't driving, so he could only watch helplessly as the pink Corolla disappeared into the night.

"Feng Weida!"

Just as Feng Weida was about to follow Zhang Hao again, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Wu Meng? What are you doing here?" Feng Weida asked, somewhat surprised.

"Never mind me, what are you doing sneaking around here?" Wu Meng looked around and suddenly saw Xiao Yu with her arms around Zhang Hao's neck not far away, the two of them being very affectionate. "You pervert, following Xiao Yu!"

Wu Meng grabbed Feng Weida's ear and twisted it, causing Feng Weida to wince in pain.

"It's not what you think—"

"We've caught them red-handed, and you still want to deny it?"

God is fair. While giving Wu Meng beauty, He must have taken away her intelligence, emotional intelligence, and problem-solving abilities. Of course, to compensate for these deficiencies, God also gave her brute strength, which is commonly known as being simple-minded but physically strong.

"I wasn't following Xiaoyu," Feng Weida argued. "I was following Zhang Hao!"

"Fine, you don't even spare men!"

Clearly, God has once again taken away Wu Meng's ability to understand.

Feng Weida gave up resisting. From childhood to adulthood, he had never won an argument with a girl, and he had been wronged more than once.