Unwarranted Disaster (Second Update)

"Cough, cough, Dad, someone smashed my car."

"My Z4."

Zhang Zhi spoke quietly.

"What?"

"Who did it?" The voice on the phone suddenly rose.

"I don't know. Just the owner of some small financial company," Zhang Zhi said.

Hearing that it was the owner of a small financial company, Zhang Sheng relaxed. "Alright, I got it. I haven't finished up here yet. Just make them pay for the car."

"Dad, um..."

"What else is there? Stop stammering and spit it out."

Zhang Zhi swallowed hard, then gritted his teeth. "Dad, I smashed their car too. A Pagani sports car, but it didn't look that expensive."

"What car?"

"Pa... Pagani."

"What the hell?"

A furious roar came from the phone. Zhang Zhi pulled it away from his ear, afraid to bear Zhang Sheng's enraged bellow. "A Pagani sports car? You smashed it? That thing costs several million, doesn't it? Did a donkey kick you in the head?"

"Dad, Liu Jian said that car... costs twenty-five million."

"Cough, cough..."

A bout of violent coughing came from the phone. "You even dragged Manager Liu into this?"

"Dad, it's not a big deal. Their car was smashed first, so we're in the right. As for that car's owner, he's just the boss of some small financial company. Maybe his family has a little money and he bought it to keep up appearances. Give him a scare, and it'll probably be nothing."

"..."

The phone remained silent for a long while.

Zhang Zhi waited anxiously.

A moment later.

"You're still on Financial Street?"

"Yeah, I'm still here. Liu Jian won't give me any face. He said if you don't come settle this, I won't be leaving tonight."

"Wait for me."

With that, the call ended.

Zhang Zhi let out a long breath, and his smug smile returned. Turning to Liu Jian, he said disdainfully, "Just wait. My dad will be here soon."

"Fine. I'll wait," Liu Jian sneered.

The surrounding crowd watched the show with great interest.

Nothing was more enjoyable than watching drama unfold.

Half an hour later.

A Mercedes-Benz S350 drove onto Financial Street and slowly stopped outside Garden in Garden.

Then, a portly middle-aged man entered the crowd.

"Dad."

Zhang Zhi called out.

The man who had arrived was Zhang Sheng, general manager of Pingtai Financial Company. Fair and fat, with a round body and an oily sheen all over his face.

He ignored Zhang Zhi and walked straight up to Liu Jian with a smile. "Manager Liu, look at the mess this has become. We're all friends. Tell me, how should we handle this?"

Liu Jian still showed no smile. "I'll contact the owner about how to resolve this. I can't give you an answer."

"Manager Liu." Zhang Sheng looked at him in confusion. "This car isn't yours, is it?"

"No," Liu Jian said blandly.

"I heard from my son that the owner is the boss of some small financial company?"

"Why don't you contact him, and the three of us can discuss compensation? Besides, my car was smashed too."

Liu Jian looked astonished. "Who told Manager Zhang's son that this car's owner was some small-time boss?"

Zhang Sheng said, "My son asked around. Isn't that right?"

Liu Jian nodded and took out a check. "Fine. If you say so, then so be it."

"Your son's car was smashed by me, so naturally I'll pay for it. This is five hundred thousand. That should be enough to cover your car, right?"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Sheng's expression darkened.

"I'm paying for your car." Liu Jian held up the check.

Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded, and so was Zhang Zhi behind him. What was going on?

Liu Jian smashed the car? Then why had his son gone and smashed someone else's car again?

"Zhang Zhi, tell me, what happened?" Zhang Sheng turned around and looked at Zhang Zhi with an unpleasant expression.

Zhang Zhi hurriedly said, "Dad, that little financial company owner said I took his parking spot, so he called property management to smash my car. How could I just take that lying down? So I had Xiao San and the others smash that little boss's car. That's all."

After hearing Zhang Zhi's explanation, Zhang Sheng felt a headache coming on. Did he not know what kind of person his own son was?

He had originally brought him to the reception today so he could make some friends in the financial world and take over the company in the future.

But he had never expected this mess to happen.

Now that a crowd had gathered around them, it was seriously damaging their image.

Zhang Sheng was already furious, and he had drunk a little as well. He did not want to keep standing here with Liu Jian, so he said directly, "Old Liu, just tell me how we're settling this today."

"I need to contact the car owner and see how she wants to handle it," Liu Jian said in a businesslike manner.

"Fine, contact her." Zhang Sheng's face was cold.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhi grew anxious. "Dad, don't you know the owner of Financial Street? This happened on his turf. Give him a call, explain it to him, and have him help us settle it."

Hearing that, Zhang Sheng's eyes lit up.

That was right. He was, after all, an old customer of Financial Street. Perhaps if he spoke with the boss, the man would do him a favor out of consideration for their relationship.

Hadn't Financial Street just gotten a new owner a few days ago? And he had heard the new owner was quite young. Maybe the young man was hot-blooded and would take the matter off his hands. After all, he was the man's tenant—if not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's.

With that in mind, Zhang Sheng said in a deep voice, "Manager Liu, I'd like to talk to your boss about this. I don't think you can make the decision."

"You want to talk to my boss?"

Liu Jian smiled, rather strangely.

"Yes." Zhang Sheng did not think much of it and answered.

"Alright, then speak to him yourself."

As he spoke, Liu Jian took out his phone, made a call, and turned on the speaker.

Zhang Sheng was a little surprised when he saw Liu Jian put the call on speaker.

They were just going to talk like this?

He was not even going to call the man over?

Before long, the call connected.

"Boss, sorry to disturb you. Someone wants to speak with you," Liu Jian said respectfully.

"What is it?" Fan Yu asked. He was inside the reception, chatting idly with Su Xi when Liu Jian's call came in.

"Miss Su's car was smashed."

What?

Whose car had been smashed?

Fan Yu frowned.

"Your fiancée, Miss Su's car, was smashed."

The moment he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng and his son felt their scalps go numb.

"Su Xi's car was smashed?"

Su Xi, who had been sitting beside Fan Yu all this time, immediately lost her composure when she heard that her car had been smashed.

"How did my car get smashed for no reason?"

Then she remembered how Fan Yu had told Liu Jian to find someone to smash that BMW Z4 when they arrived. Her expression darkened.

Fan Yu's expression turned strange. "Who smashed it?"

Liu Jian said, "The owner of that BMW Z4—Zhang Zhi, the son of Zhang Sheng, the president of Pingtai Financial Company."

The instant Zhang Sheng heard that, his drunkenness vanished completely. His heart trembled. The car his son had smashed belonged to the fiancée of Financial Street's owner?

Fuck.

And he had called him some little financial company boss? This was a huge boss!

Zhang Sheng hurriedly said, "Manager Liu, that Pagani belongs to your boss's fiancée?"

Liu Jian blinked. "That's right. And the boss's fiancée is the daughter of the Chairman of Tianlong Group. The license plate is right there. If you don't believe me, go ask around."

"This... it's a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding."

"Mr. Fan, please listen to my explanation..."

The call began beeping. The other side had already hung up.

Fan Yu left the reception with Su Xi and hurried toward Garden in Garden.

"Su Xi, don't be so anxious. Why are you walking so fast?"

Su Xi shot Fan Yu an irritated glare. "It's not your car that got smashed, so of course you're not worried. I had someone ship this car back from overseas. I can't even get a second one."

Before long, Fan Yu and Su Xi arrived.

When the main figures arrived, everyone turned to look, fully focused.

Especially Su Xi. They had heard she was the eldest daughter of Tianlong Group—a personage they might not get the chance to see even once in their lives.

"Um, I'm Zhang Sheng from Pingtai Financial Company. Greetings, Miss Su, Mr. Fan."

Zhang Sheng hurried over and politely greeted Su Xi and Fan Yu.

Fan Yu did not even spare him a glance. He walked straight past him to Liu Jian, glanced at the thugs, including the mistress, who were still pinned to the ground by security, then circled the Pagani, now reduced to scrap metal.

"Tut, tut. So, how did it feel smashing a Pagani?"

"Did it feel like the most glorious moment of your lives?"

None of the thugs dared to speak. They could only lie there quietly, playing dead.

"You. Yes, you." Fan Yu pointed at Zhang Zhi, who stood nearby in restless unease.

"You're pretty damn impressive. You did something even I wouldn't dare do. But while I admire you, you can think through the consequences yourself."

"Old Liu, let them go."

Hearing Fan Yu's words, Liu Jian waved his hand, telling the security guards to release the mistress and the others.