Angering Fang Jin

At Zhao Linxiu's invitation, Si You went over to play mahjong with him.

As Zhao Linxiu shuffled the tiles, he glanced at Jiang Tingxu sitting behind Si You. "If you've got guts, don't get outside help."

"Of course," Si You said.

"Then you'll probably lose your underwear to me."

Jiang Tingxu raised an eyebrow. Zhao Linxiu and the others had not spent much time with Si You. Their impression of him remained somewhere between his former disgraceful reputation and his current recovered standing, so they had no idea about Si You's "overachiever" nature.

It was Jiang Tingxu's first time seeing Si You play mahjong too, but judging by his proficiency, he was probably very good at it.

That prediction was accurate.

For Si You, losing was impossible. Gradually, the one with a gloomy expression became Zhao Linxiu.

"Mahjong." Si You pushed his tiles forward and looked eagerly at Zhao Linxiu. "President Zhao, do you know how many rounds you've lost to me?"

Zhao Linxiu saw Jiang Tingxu smiling with smug satisfaction.

Fang Jin sat by the window. The sunlight shone from behind him, making the shadows along his facial contours seem even deeper. He was the sort of person who radiated an eerie aura even while sitting in the light.

Peng Zhu had been called away by some other friends, leaving Fang Jin all alone.

Zhao Linxiu glanced at Fang Jin and spoke softly. "Why bother?"

Another person at the mahjong table spoke up. "Is Lu Jiatang really coming back?"

"What else would he do?" Zhao Linxiu said. "The Lu family's overseas business was never their main focus, and Uncle Lu's health isn't very good now. Jiatang has to come back."

Si You listened quietly.

"Fang Jin is quite the formidable figure. During the bidding for that coastal stretch, a