"I'm not waiting. I don't want to go back for the New Year. I haven't gone home for New Year's once since I graduated. Relatives are always visiting, and I don't even have my own room, so it's inconvenient to sleep there." After saying this, she lowered her head slightly, a flash of loneliness in her eyes.
Hearing this, a trace of heartache rose even further in Jiang Cheng's heart.
"Now you have your own home. From now on, I'll spend the New Year with you."
Jiang Cheng spoke gently, his voice sounding like the warmest spring sunshine sprinkling into Wang Yuyan's heart.
After hearing this, Wang Yuyan's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she hugged Jiang Cheng tightly. "Thank you, hubby. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be who I am today. I'm so afraid that one day I'll lose you."
Wang Yuyan was different from other women.
She was clever and quick-witted, skilled at reading people's hearts. She knew exactly how to please Jiang Cheng in just the right way to make him feel incredibly comfortable.
Moreover, she was very good at providing Jiang Cheng with emotional value.
She would never be like others, eagerly pressing him with questions like "Is it true?" or "Can you guarantee it?"
Instead, she expressed her gratitude silently, and through various subtle actions and words, she clearly demonstrated how important Jiang Cheng was to her.
This gave Jiang Cheng a psychological suggestion: Wang Yuyan couldn't make it without him, and if he were gone, she would be very pitiful all alone.
From then on, every New Year, no matter how busy work was or how many affairs there were, Jiang Cheng would probably find it hard to harden his heart to specifically accompany others while leaving Wang Yuyan neglected on the side.
Wang Yuyan didn't know if what Jiang Cheng said was true.
After all, Jiang Cheng had too many people around him, but she was still very happy that Jiang Cheng could say such words to her.
At past ten in the evening, just as Jiang Cheng and Wang Yuyan were connecting physically, several shareholders were sitting in the high-level office of Maiwei Company.
Usually, when night fell, the few of them would invariably gather here, smoking cigars with a female college student for each man.
However, at this moment, the relaxed atmosphere of the past had vanished, replaced by solemnity and worry.
The men all had their brows furrowed with miserable expressions, as if they had encountered a monumental problem.
Lin Hang, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but be the first to break the deadlock: "What do you guys think?"
Before his voice had even faded, another middle-aged man named Huang Shuheng immediately asked: "Think about what? The company's accounts have all been seized and taken away, and our stock hit the limit-up today. This is clearly someone targeting us."
The other middle-aged man, Huang Shuheng, spoke up: "Who on earth is playing tricks? Have you offended anyone recently? Why did this happen so suddenly?"
"I really haven't!" Li Meng waved his hands in a hurry with an innocent face, explaining that he himself was confused: "I usually don't interfere in company matters."
Lin Hang stopped beating around the bush and spoke directly to the other two.
"Both of you have a relatively good relationship with Chen Tie, so I'll just say it straight. I suspect this matter is related to Chen Tie. His family fell because of him, and just yesterday, he actually withdrew a full five million in advance and then slipped away to Thailand. Do you think he might have known some inside information and ran away..."
Lin Hang's words were like a clap of thunder exploding in the ears of Huang Shuheng and the other man.
After hearing this, the two of them almost simultaneously sprang up from their seats, their faces filled with shock.
"What did he go to Tyrande for?"
"It's not even the end of the year, why did he take that money?"
Seeing the bewildered and ignorant looks on these two, Lin Hang couldn't help but frown, reaching out his right hand to gently rub both sides of his forehead.
He seemed to want to relieve the slight throbbing discomfort.
"Although I don't know who is secretly manipulating our stock, the timing is too coincidental. The stock suddenly surged, and then the Tax Bureau people arrived. Don't you think it's a coincidence? I now even suspect it wasn't done by some rival, but very likely by Chen Tie. I've called him many times from noon until now, and he still hasn't answered."
"What?"
After a moment of silence, Lin Hang spoke slowly.
"When it first happened, I originally suspected it was the person who caused Chen Tie's family to go bankrupt," Lin Hang took a deep breath and continued analyzing, "but after reviewing the events, the more I think about it, the more something feels wrong. The other party has no reason to target us. Look, Chen Tie's other investments haven't had any trouble; only we did. If it were his rival targeting him, why are his other investments fine?"
After hearing this, the other two men showed expressions of deep agreement and nodded repeatedly: "You're right. I've looked into it before; how could the heir of Mingsheng Group possibly care about our small amount of money..."
"I think so too. If they were going to target someone, they'd target Chen Tie's other companies where he has more shares. It couldn't be us."
In the depths of their hearts, none of them actually wanted to have a direct conflict or confrontation with Jiang Cheng.
After all, just thinking about the powerful background and methods Jiang Cheng might possess made them feel timid and hesitant.
Coupled with Chen Tie's expenditure of five million and the timing being so coincidental, everything seemed to point the suspicion toward Chen Tie's side.
After weighing the pros and cons, they would rather believe this was Chen Tie's doing than create such a difficult and powerful opponent for themselves out of thin air.
Following Lin Hang's well-reasoned analysis, the suspicion originally hanging over Jiang Cheng was unexpectedly and successfully cleared by him.
The faces of Li Meng and Huang Shuheng instantly turned gloomy, and they almost simultaneously pulled their respective phones out of their pockets at the fastest speed.
Li Meng skillfully opened the WeChat interface, began searching for Chen Tie's account, and quickly sent a message.
Beside him, Huang Shuheng didn't hesitate to dial Chen Tie's phone number, pressing his ear tightly against the receiver, anxiously waiting for the other party to answer.
However, no matter how many times they dialed, the other end always returned a cold, mechanical prompt.
"The user you have dialed is powered off. Please redial later..."
"Motherfucker, what does he mean by this? Is he going to run away with our money?!" Li Meng cursed in a rage, the veins on his forehead bulging, and sparks of anger flickering in his eyes.
Huang Shuheng was also shaking with anger, gritting his teeth as he said: "If that guy is in Tyrande, I'll definitely kill him."
As he spoke, he fiercely pressed the redial button again, but the result remained unchanged.
Burning with anxiety, Huang Shuheng made several consecutive calls but still failed to reach anyone.
In desperation, he decided to directly call Chen Tie's father, Chen Biao.
One should know that back when Chen Tie partnered with them, it was Chen Biao who had acted as the intermediary.
Now that Chen Tie's whereabouts were unknown, it was only natural to ask Chen Biao for information.
Unlike Chen Tie, when Huang Shuheng called Chen Biao, the phone hadn't been ringing for long before the other party quickly picked up. Chen Biao's enthusiastic voice came from the other end.
"Hello, Brother Shuheng, have you eaten yet?"
However, Huang Shuheng was in no mood for pleasantries. He gave a cold snort and asked urgently: "Chen Biao, where on earth is Chen Tie?"
Faced with this sudden questioning, Chen Biao was clearly very startled and surprised.
After a brief hesitation, he hurried to respond: "Chen Tie? Isn't he still in Magic City? How would I know?"
"Do you really not know, or are you just pretending? That fine son of yours has run off to Tyrande, and his phone has been unreachable since yesterday."
Hearing this, Chen Biao couldn't help but cry out in shock: "What did he go to Tyrande for?"
"I should be asking you. Before leaving, he even made off with five million from the company, and now he's manipulating the opportunity to short the company's stock."