Is Young Master's Name Yours to Use?

Zhang Yang patted his chest and told Lin Cheng that he couldn't keep the trouble at bay for long, but three days would be enough for Lin Group.

"Good. Then let's sign the contract!"

Zhang Yang didn't hesitate. He had someone bring in the contract, and Lin Cheng signed it without even looking.

The commission was the same as always: twenty percent.

"Jiao Long, you and the others go with President Lin to Lin Group. Investigate every company and individual that had a partnership with them and then announced they were cutting ties."

"Yes!"

Just then, Lin Cheng's phone rang.

"Hello..."

"President Lin, President Liu is waiting in your office. He wants to discuss your partnership."

The voice on the phone was clear enough for Zhang Yang to hear. Lin Cheng frowned.

President Liu was the head of Gong City Nonferrous Metals Group, which worked with Lin Group on several projects. This was serious.

"What's going on?"

Lin Cheng knew the Qiu Family had to be behind it, but that changed nothing.

"I don't know. President Liu said he wanted to speak with you in person."

"All right. I'll be right back!"

Lin Cheng couldn't avoid this forever. If not today, he would have to face it sooner or later.

Zhang Yang's lips curved upward, and he volunteered to come along.

"President Lin, wait for me. I'll go back with you."

Sailing Company closed up again, and Zhang Xin'ai went with Zhang Yang to Lin Group.

In truth, Zhang Yang didn't need to do any of this. One phone call would be enough to dredge up Old Master Qiu's past and settle the score, ending the fight in a single stroke.

But then Zhang Yang wouldn't learn how many people the Qiu Family had joined forces with to attack him