Asking for Her Help

"Ah Yao, what in the world is going on!"

The Xiangfeng Garden villa, once frequently visited, now appeared rather desolate.

The Li family gathered around the tea table, Li Yao's face ashen.

Yu Hua, clutching her designer handbag, teared up. "Honey, what are we going to do? Those people said if we don't pay them back tomorrow, they'll come and take everything. They'll even seize our property. We'll end up living under a bridge!"

"How should I know! How should I know!" a bald, middle-aged man slammed the table and stood up. "You should ask your good son! He's completely out of control, utterly lawless!"

"What does my son have to do with this?" the middle-aged woman, 'Geng Hua', stammered, dumbfounded.

"What does he have to do with it? What happened yesterday is already the top headline in Juncheng! Do you know what this kid did? He actually beat up the sole heir of the Zhuang family and even involved Nie Han'er and Zhu Zuo! One is a peerless genius in the business world, and the other is a real estate magnate in Juncheng. Either one of them is enough to utterly ruin us!"

"What's more, they haven't even made a move yet. Just giving us a taste of their power has brought us to this point! If they decide to sue, a single lawsuit could land your son in prison! And it's not like I'm clean myself. I've been using my position for personal gain quite a bit over the years. If all that comes out, even I'll be sent away!"

"And you," the bald, middle-aged man pointed at Geng Hua, "don't think I don't know about your shady dealings. Last year's scandals at your company, and the tax evasion... you really thought you covered your tracks perfectly? Let me tell you, the moment I got home yesterday, someone delivered all the relevant documents right to our doorstep!"

Li Can was going insane!

In just one day, his family was practically ruined.

He hadn't slept at all last night, just drifting in a daze...

Today, any little noise from outside sent him into a panic, terrified they were coming to seize their property, or to arrest them...

"Then, then what do we do? Oh, right, Ah Yao, I heard that Young Master Zhuang was supposed to go on a blind date with your girlfriend, Wen Yaohe? You mentioned before that you were chatting enthusiastically with her on social media."

Li Yao's face crumpled. "Yeah, but what good does that do? Yaohe already rejected Zhuang Xin. It's no use even if she pleads with him."

"Ah Yao, I mean, since this Young Master Zhuang is hiding his identity to approach such an ordinary girl, doesn't that suggest some kind of special preference? While Wen Yaohe is somewhat attractive, with Young Master Zhuang's status, he could have any beautiful woman he wants, and countless would offer themselves willingly. Why go through all this trouble? How about... you ask Wen Yaohe to go and... accompany him..."

"Ah! Yes, yes..." Li Yao grabbed onto this sliver of hope, his eyes widening. "I'll go find Yaohe right now. She'll definitely help me. She has to help me. It's all because of her that I've ended up like this."

Half an hour later, on the streets of Nanyun.

"Li Yao, what are you thinking? You want to send your girlfriend to be with another man? Are you crazy?" Wen Yaohe, with her two braids and petite frame, possessed a delicate oval face that gave her a demure appearance.

"Yaohe..., didn't you interact with Young Master Zhuang before? You must have had some thoughts along these lines. You know, Young Master Zhuang is the sole heir of the Zhuang family, and he has a sworn brother like Zhu Zuo, a towering figure. If you can get close to him, there'll be nothing in this entire Juncheng you can't have!" Li Yao pleaded, holding Wen Yaohe's hand.

"I know... but, but I felt too embarrassed. I was just joking with him before. Besides, with Nie Han'er around, if I go near Zhuang Xin, won't she kill me?" Wen Yaohe feigned modesty, yet also showed a hint of fear.

Li Yao grew anxious. "Yaohe, are you stupid? Aren't those rich second-generation guys all playboys? He's not asking you to be his main wife."

"You're asking me to be a mistress? Are you insane?"

"Wen Yaohe, don't push your luck. It's already good enough that you might be a mistress. Look at who Young Master Zhuang is! If you can climb into his good graces, it'd be like your ancestors blessed you with good fortune!"

"You... you..." Wen Yaohe's eyes turned red with anger.

But then she thought about it.

If she could get close to Zhuang Xin, even as a lover, her future would be absolutely secure.

"If I didn't love you, I wouldn't do this!" Wen Yaohe pouted. "I'll contact Young Master Zhuang tonight... If it works out, I'll put in a good word for you."

"Okay, Yaohe, it's all up to you."

Meanwhile, Zhuang Xin had just left the hospital. Before he could even hail a taxi, he saw a large group of people rushing towards him.

If they hadn't been all dressed in suits and many wearing glasses, he might have thought he'd run afoul of some dangerous people who were about to tear him limb from limb.

"Young Master Zhuang! Why did you leave the hospital without telling us?" the group panted, approaching with fawning smiles and shaking Zhuang Xin's hand.

Zhuang Xin immediately recognized the leader as 'Qu Hongyun', a major figure in the hotel industry whom he'd seen on television many times.

He remembered envying this man when he saw him on TV, talking about wealth creation and teaching people how to get rich. He had thought, 'How glorious would it be if I could be like him?'

Now, this prominent figure stood humbly before him, his face full of deference.

"Young Master Zhuang, we've come specifically to give you something!" Qu Hongyun laughed heartily and produced a contract. "This is a share transfer agreement for a newly formed hotel group. As long as you sign it, this 'Shuangjia Group' will be yours from now on."

"Give it to me? For no reason, you're giving me a whole group?" Zhuang Xin was bewildered. He hadn't studied management.

"Young Master Zhuang!" Qu Hongyun said meaningfully, patting his hand. "This is all prepared by your family for you to learn management. There will be many more industries waiting for you to take over in the future. This is just a small start. Perhaps in the future, I'll even be your subordinate."

"For me to learn management?" Zhuang Xin's eyes widened. If he remembered correctly, Shuangjia Group was worth seven to eight hundred million. To use it just for him to learn management, the Zhuang family was truly extravagant.

Qu Hongyun beckoned, and the people behind him brought out more contracts. "Don't rush, Young Master Zhuang. And don't think it's too little, after all, you're just starting to learn."

"This is the contract for Longxue Brewery."

"This is the contract for New World Mall."

"And this..."

All five contracts were laid out and placed in Zhuang Xin's hands.

His eyes went wide.

These combined were probably worth three to four billion. And they were just... giving them to him?

"From now on, the profits from these industries will be deposited into this card, and you will have full controlling shares." A black card with a gold border was placed in Zhuang Xin's hand.

He took everything, signed his name, and stood there, feeling as if he had crossed into another life.