PFC Chapter 654: Money or men, which is more important?
Chapter 654: Money or men, which is more important?
Huo Yan looked at her with understanding, and she guessed it.
"How can I trust you?"
"You can only trust me." Feiyun said coldly.
Huo Yan suddenly laughed.
"You said you had something against me, but you knew that. Actually, even if you told my husband in person, he wouldn't believe you."
Zhuang Zhoucheng is not a man who believes what anyone says. He has his own wisdom and judgment.
This woman would use that incident to blackmail her, so she must have evidence.
The only thing Huo Yan could think of as evidence was the examination report from the hospital at that time.
The female doctor sympathized with her and issued her a certificate, which provided strong evidence for her appeal.
If she didn't have those things, she wouldn't be afraid. No matter what this person said, it couldn't threaten her, because Zhuang Zhoucheng was not a man who trusted outsiders or her. She was very confident of this.
"As the Third Madam said, I came all the way from Kyoto to the capital. How could I come here empty-handed? I spent so much effort to find out your identity, how could I not be fully prepared?"
Feiyun laughed mockingly, took out a few photocopied documents from his bag and threw them in front of Huo Yan.
"Master Zhuang is a smart man. He certainly won't believe my one-sided story. Even someone like me can't easily meet your husband. But in this age of information, I can use these things to achieve any effect I want. If I post them online, it should cause a sensation, right? Or, I could sell them to gossip magazines and get a commission too."
Feiyun took out another piece of information, which was the original. Huo Yan looked a little panicked and looked straight at the thing in her hand.
Feiyun raised the thing in his hand and sneered:
"That's a copy. You can verify its authenticity to see if I fabricated it to harm you. The one I have is the original. Third Madam, please make it clear that you are not my only choice in this matter. I think all the major entertainment magazines are vying for this thing. Third Madam, you shouldn't doubt your husband's popularity in Beijing, right? Am I right?"
Huo Yan's face turned pale. He took a look at the copy, and the events of two years ago came flooding back to him.
In the messy and indulgent night, in the palace full of lights and wine, her panic, helplessness and hatred after the incident began to become clear bit by bit.
The words "torn" and "severely damaged" on the examination list hurt her eyes and heart.
Huo Yan looked at the receipt with a fierce look in her eyes and gritted her teeth. Why did this incident become a scar that she dared not touch?
Blackmail like this, once it happens, there will be a second time. Does she have to find that man and kill him before...
Huo Yan was suddenly frightened by her own thoughts. What was she thinking? How could she think like that?
He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and looked at Feiyun.
"Okay, I'll trust you this time. You gave me 30,000 yuan as hush money, so I'll give you 100,000 yuan today. I hope you can keep your mouth shut!"
Huo Yan propped himself up, endured the discomfort, and took the bag from the bedside.
Feiyun glanced outside, feeling a little impatient.
"Such explosive news, and you think you can just get away with a hundred thousand?"
"Then I'll give you 10 million. Can you help me get rid of this trouble forever?"
Huo Yan's voice suddenly turned cold and his expression became fierce.
Feiyun Cemetery looked at her, and permanently eliminating the trouble meant...
"You want to hire someone to kill someone?"
Huo Yan sneered:
"Why, you don't dare to take more?"
This woman acted as an intermediary and used money to embezzle her, so she must know the man who committed the crime, and she must know him very well.
Feiyun looked at Huo Yan again. Oh, this woman can be so ruthless in order to keep her position.
"I won't do anything that harms humanity, such as murder and arson."
Feiyun leaned sideways and sat leisurely on the chair.
"Do you want the things? No, don't delay me from finding another buyer."
"Two hundred thousand." Huo Yan said coldly.
"Two hundred thousand...it turns out that the identity of the third wife of the banker is only worth two hundred thousand." Feiyun snorted coldly.
Huo Yan gritted her teeth. She didn't have much money. Her own savings, plus the demolition compensation, totaled about one million yuan.
She wants to study abroad, buy a small space of her own in Kyoto, and start a small business.
If she takes out all her money, what will happen if Zhuang Zhoucheng doesn't want her anymore?
She doesn't even have the ability to be self-sufficient.
Money is not everything, but it can give her confidence.
But which is more important, her money or her man?
The answer is undoubtedly the latter.
"How much do you want?" Huo Yan asked coldly.
"Three million! Two years ago, I gave you thirty thousand, and now you're asking for a hundred times that. Isn't that too much to ask for? As the third wife of the Zhuang family, you deserve more than three million. The third master of the Zhuang family is worth over ten billion. Asking for three million is really insulting your husband..."
"Okay, three million, in writing!" Huo Yan interrupted immediately.
These people are all greedy.
Now, she can only be led by others.
There was a signature pen in Huo Yan's bag. He originally wanted to write on the kraft paper that wrapped the cash, but considering the legal consequences, he changed to A4 paper.
For those who study design, it is convenient to carry paper and pen with them.
In duplicate, with beautiful handwriting.
Huo Yan signed first and handed it to Feiyun.
Feiyun took a look and laughed subconsciously. Is this a result of telepathy between husband and wife, or did he learn it from Mr. Zhou?
Feiyun signed it readily and handed a copy to her.
"Give me the money."
Feiyun stood up, still holding the original document in his hand.
Huo Yan paused and said, "I'll give you 200,000 today. You can come and get the rest tomorrow."
Feiyun smiled:
"I'll take the money first. I'll give you the copy and take the original with me. We'll settle the payment tomorrow."
Huo Yan was a little worried, but then he thought, there was still 2.8 million, and this woman would not give up, so he simply gave her the money.
Feiyun took the money without counting it, put it directly into his bag, put on his sunglasses and left.
After the people left, Huo Yan tore up the copy and his expression became somewhat ferocious.
A demon in her heart was quietly resurrecting, leading her sanity off its normal track.
She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't control herself.
Huo Yan sent a message to Qian Ziang with shaking hands.
There was Qian Ziang's number on her phone, but she didn't know when it appeared.
Qian Ziang's joy came about five minutes later:
[Huo Yan?]
When Huo Yan saw the text message pop up, his heart trembled and he hesitated again with the phone in his hand, but at this moment, Qian Ziang called.
The ringing of the phone startled Huo Yan. He patted his chest, took a deep breath, and then answered the call.
"It's me, Boss Qian..." Huo Yan said pretending to be calm.
"Oh, it's really Sister Xin. I'm really flattered. What's the matter? Is the old cow no longer tasty and you suddenly want to change your taste and follow your brother?"
Young Master Qian still had that nonchalant tone, it seemed like he always behaved like this.
"I need your help with something. I wonder if it would be convenient for Mr. Qian."
Huo Yan had known Qian Ziang for quite some time and knew that this was the kind of person he was, so he simply ignored his nonsense and got down to business.
"You say." Qian Ziang was unusually serious.
Huo Yan paused, clenched his hands, and his nails dug deep into his palms.
"Do you know any friends in the underworld? The kind who can kill people without getting into trouble." Huo Yan said this with trembling voice.
My heart was shaking, and my hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.
She knew that once she said it, she couldn't take it back.
The eyes of Young Master Qian opposite him suddenly became sharp, but his tone did not change.
"Why, who has offended you that you have to come to me for help?"
"Can you help me?" Huo Yan asked again uncertainly.
Qian Ziang's expression changed for just a moment, then returned to normal.
"Auntie, I can tell you clearly that there are people in this world who will not get into trouble for killing people. At least in Country Z, there are no such people. Even the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the people. Do you think there are really people who can cover the sky with one hand now? Don't say such harsh words as to whether to kill or not. Come, tell your brother who made our sister Xin angry."
"Don't those gangsters kill people everywhere?" he asked immediately.
"Have you watched too many Hong Kong gangster movies? Have you ever seen gangsters killing people everywhere?"
Qian Ziang sneered, this girl is also teasing.
Huo Yan breathed a sigh of relief in disguise. She didn't want anyone else's life. Life was so precious and no one could decide someone else's fate.
"Never mind. Thank you."
Huo Yan hung up the phone with a "click".
After the call ended, her mind seemed to clear up a little, and she hit her head twice with the phone. She was crazy, she must be crazy, how could she have such thoughts?
Before Huo Yan could figure out what was going on, Qian Ziang called again. As soon as the call was answered, he called in.
"My dear sister, why did you hang up so quickly? You said you wanted to kill someone, and then you hung up the phone after just a few words. What do you think your brother is thinking? You just want your brother to worry about you, right? Do you really ignore your brother's concerns like this..."
After a lot of yelling, he finally got serious:
"Tell me what's going on! If you don't explain everything to me today, I'll fly to the capital to find you right away!"
Huo Yan's eyes lit up and he asked:
"How did you know I was in the capital?"
Qian Ziang actually knew her whereabouts, this...
Feeling a little weird, Huo Yan subconsciously rolled his eyes.
"Please focus on my problem." Qian Ziang gave a chilling warning.
"Well... I changed my mind again. I was confused just now, so I called you. Now I have thought it through and it's okay." Huo Yan said seriously.
Qian Ziang asked a few questions but didn't get the answer, so he hung up the phone first.
Huo Yan frowned as she watched the call suddenly terminated. In fact, she was still worried. The mastermind behind the incident, that unknown man, was her biggest hidden danger.