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"Yang Jian, is this it?"

It was around four in the afternoon when Zhang Xiangui arrived at Yang Jian's office, panting heavily as he carried a weighty golden box.

Yang Jian walked over, gave it a look, and nodded. "That's it. Uncle Zhang, go downstairs and find Zhang Hua later. I've already arranged everything, and he'll handle it through to the end. As for Sun Ren, the one who kidnapped Zhang Wei, I've ordered Zhang Hua to put him on the wanted list the moment Zhang Wei returns safely."

"If there's a chance, get rid of Sun Ren. And don't let Zhang Wei run around alone next time. Things aren't like they used to be. There are too many lunatics out there these days."

"Even normal people would become abnormal after encountering something like that."

"I understand. We really have you to thank this time. If you hadn't helped, I truly wouldn't have known what to do." Zhang Xiangui was sincerely grateful.

Who would have thought that Awei's classmate from back then had already become an important figure in Dachang City, someone whose every move could affect the lives and deaths of countless people?

Knowing this classmate had been the luckiest thing Awei had ever done in his life.

Yang Jian said, "It's only a small matter. Besides, this does have something to do with me, so I couldn't just stand by. And Uncle Zhang, don't be too worried. Sun Ren still has some sense left, and Zhang Wei knows him. His safety can be guaranteed. You saw the video call just now."

"Zhang Wei was full of energy. He didn't look like he'd been abused at all."

Zhang Xiangui nodded. Hearing that, he relaxed considerably.

"At the end of the day, he trusts people too easily. Otherwise, with what