Chapter 15: My Gift for You

Chen Sheng chose to leave through the back fire exit.

Leaving the company, he discarded his wig and mask.

He took the bus for a drive around, then returned to a phone booth next to Hongchen Group.

He sat there, pretending to read a newspaper.

About an hour later,

a luxury car drove by and

entered the company.

Chen Sheng glanced at the time and waited for about ten minutes.

Then he made a call.

"Hello, who's this?"

The call was quickly answered, and Wang Hongli's impatient voice was heard.

This was his personal number, usually used to contact his mistress.

It was a number that few people knew.

He was curious about who was on the other end.

"Wang Hongli, your desk, the third drawer, has my gift for you," Chen Sheng said coldly.

"You're Chen Sheng!!" Wang Hongli remembered Chen Sheng's voice clearly and recognized it immediately.

Without further ado, Chen Sheng hung up the phone.

Then he sat back and watched the excitement unfold.

"Hello, hello! What do you want, kid?" Wang Hongli yelled into the phone,

but there was no response.

"You little brat, you really think I'm afraid of you!"

"I'll teach you a lesson in a few days!" Wang Hongli cursed, putting down his phone.

"Did that kid really come to my office?" He found it a little unbelievable.

There were security guards outside his company, and there were also security guards at the top floor entrance.

How could a young boy get in so easily?

And there were surveillance cameras everywhere, so how could he sneak in without anyone knowing?

Curious,

he opened his desk and took a look.

There was a black bag.

There seemed to be something inside.

"What is this?" He opened it and took a look. He was stunned! He instantly knew what it was! 

"Impossible!" A terrifying thought popped into his mind! 

How could Mr. Chen actually get this thing? 

And put it in his office without anyone noticing? 

No matter how you look at it, it seemed impossible! 

But soon his heartbeat began to accelerate. 

His face changed! 

If it was really that thing, he might be in big trouble! 

He immediately ran to the bathroom, 

intending to flush it away. 

Just then, his office door was kicked open. 

A group of uniformed guards rushed in and tackled him to the ground. 

They snatched the bag from his hands. 

One of them glared sternly, "Wang Hongli, now we've caught you red-handed, you have the right to remain silent." 

Wang Hongli's mind was a mess, a buzzing sound. 

Was he being framed? 

And with such a crude method. 

It was all his fault for being careless and completely unprepared! 

Who could have imagined that a young man could pull this off? 

One misstep and he'd be guilty as well! 

What was going on in his head? 

Was it worth it for a dead man? 

Watching Wang Hongli being led into the police car, Chen Sheng, not far away, slowly stood up and left. 

This was just the first step in his plan. 

The fun had just begun! 

Night fell. 

The streets of Beitian City were ablaze with lights. 

Many young people were enjoying their nightlife. 

They were in a bar, in a VIP room. 

Chen Sheng, dressed in casual clothes, pushed the door open. 

A middle-aged man sat in the room, waiting for Chen Sheng. 

This was also what Mr. Chen had agreed to earlier. 

"Mr. Chen, you're here." The middle-aged man, not wanting to be neglectful, quickly stood up and greeted Mr. Chen earnestly. 

Mr. Chen sat down gracefully, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip. 

"How's Wang Hongli doing in there?" 

"He's very smart. He's denying everything in there and hasn't said a single unnecessary word. He's waiting for his lawyer to arrive." 

"Well, as I told you before, you can expedite things. I want to see the results tomorrow." 

"Yes, Mr. Chen, don't worry. I'll definitely act quickly!" 

The middle-aged man's name was Geng Hui, and he was a veteran of the Hongchen Group. 

He was a founding member of the company. 

He originally held a % stake in the company, but Wang Hongli, feeling threatened by him, had used various insidious and despicable methods over the years to dilute his holdings. 

Although he appeared to be submitting to Wang Hongli, he was actually unwilling to give in. 

His ambitions were enormous! He had his sights set on the entire company! 

This should belong to him, and he wanted to take it back himself! 

He wanted the Hongchen Group! 

Mr. Chen contacted him yesterday. He originally thought that Mr. Chen was just a young man and did not take him seriously. 

He also regarded Mr. Chen's words as a joke. 

Who knew that he actually received the news that Wang Hongli was arrested during the day. 

He immediately realized Mr. Chen's power! He hurriedly did everything Mr. Chen asked him to do. 

Keeping such a person around may be of great use in the future! 

After finishing those things, he contacted Mr. Chen as soon as possible! 

Geng Hui handed him an envelope that had been prepared long ago. 

Chen Dong opened it and took a look, then quickly closed it. 

Then Chen Dong was about to leave. 

He seemed unwilling to say more nonsense with Geng Hui. 

"Mr. Chen, you are a talent. I think we can cooperate more in the future." Geng Hui hurriedly added. Mr. 

Chen paused for a moment. He sneered. 

"Cooperation? You don't deserve it!" 

Mr. Chen strode away. 

He left the bar.

Mr. Chen opened the envelope and took a look.

Inside was a piece of paper.

On it was Wang Hongyue's address and phone number.

Mr. Chen glanced at it, memorized it, and casually set the paper on fire, burning it up.

Two hours later,

Mr. Chen pulled up on his motorcycle.

After double-checking the address, he turned off the engine and dismounted.

Standing at the door, he took a deep breath. " The rich live in

luxury, while the poor freeze to death on the streets!"

These wealthy people live in such decadence. The price of this villa is something an ordinary family could never afford in several lifetimes.

And in their eyes, it's just a small part of their assets.

Raised in this kind of environment, Wang Hongyue naturally didn't care about the lives of ordinary people.

"Wang Yuehong, you may have been born into a good family, but your life of luxury has ended here!"

Mr. Chen muttered to himself and quietly walked in.

The China Film Villa District

was a gathering place for the wealthy. It

was in a three-story European-style villa on the east side.

Wang Yuehong put her phone down and paced back and forth in her room,

her expression agitated.

"Damn Chen Yuan! You're already dead, and your brother still bothers me! If I had known, I should have thrown your body into the riverbed so that your family would never find it!"

"I can't even go out to play now. It's all your fault, all your fault!"

"And my fingers. I will make your family pay the price, and your bastard brother! I will torture him slowly and make him suffer forever!"

Wang Yuehong's face showed a ferocity that was incompatible with her age!