Even a hero needed three helpers, and a fence needed three posts. If even a cesspit had someone helping it along, then it had to be deeper than anyone could imagine.
Qin Fen didn't understand, and neither did anyone around him. Only three people exchanged knowing smiles.
Two idiots. Chen Qiang grinned happily. These days, when you ran into fools the moment you stepped outside, you couldn't help making a fortune. He did feel a little bad about dealing them such a blow, but since they weren't on good terms anyway, he might as well be ruthless. The truth was often cruel.
The truth really was often cruel. Fu Qiang and Song Shaoqing exchanged smiles. People generally didn't meet their doom unless they went looking for it.
"Then it's settled. These days, bargain finds might be rare, but bad judgments are all too common!" Chen Qiang said pointedly.
"Exactly." Fu Qiang grinned, and Song Shaoqing nodded along.
Everyone around them, Qin Fen included, was completely baffled. Could these three quit flirting with each other and speak plainly?
Chairman Zhou stopped trying to figure it out. He might as well just watch the show. This thing was a hot potato now anyway. It was just a shame about his outfit. Without the ancient coin as an accessory, it lost quite a bit of its appeal, and he had been hoping to make a splash at Paris Fashion Week.
Chen Qiang gave a strange smile, then walked out of the private room under everyone's puzzled gazes.
"What's he up to now?"
"God knows. But knowing him, he won't just let this drop. I suspect it's a trap."
"Exactly. You don't take on a challenge without something up your sleeve. Chen Qiang definitely came prepared this time. Let's just watch the show. Whoever