Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 188 of 214
These people had not come for Zhang Bin. Could they have come for him? Yang Ce was at a loss, and the feeling was deeply unsettling. He had not felt this way in a long time.
All along, it had been he who played his enemies for fools, or the enemy in the open while he stayed in the shadows. And now, out of nowhere, someone had smashed up his company, and he still did not know why.
But if these people had come for him, why not seek him out directly? Why go after the jewelry company? And if they had come for the company, then who had the company offended?
Now Yang Ce could only pin his hopes on Baolin. According to Zhang Bin's and Zhao Sisi's recollection, those men had said nothing at all, left no message. They smashed things up and left quickly.
What was more, the things they smashed were only surface fittings—display cases and the like—worth little. Even repairing it all would cost no more than eight or ten thousand yuan.
This left Yang Ce even more baffled as to what these people were after. It did not look like vengeance from an enemy; it looked more like an attempt to disgust him—or to provoke him.
Only after seeing with his own eyes that Zhang Bin was not seriously hurt did Yang Ce set his mind at ease. He gave him a few instructions and told him to rest and recover.
Still, over at the company, it was time to find another helper. With Zhang Bin laid up, Zhao Sisi alone could not possibly handle everything.
To be continued
696. A Chance Encounter at the Restaurant
It was not until evening that Yang Ce received any worthwhile news. It was not for lack of effort on Baolin's part—he had tried his utmost. The tasks Yang Ce assigned him were never many, and now that he had a chance to prove himself, he would claw his way through anything to get it done.
Yet even after turning Songjiang upside down, they could not find that Hyundai van. They did, however, get information from the vehicle registration office: the plate had been reported lost half a year earlier, and the original vehicle had already gone through a transfer of ownership. Moreover, the original vehicle was not a Hyundai van at all, but a white Hiace van.
Yang Ce had not really expected to get any leads from the plate—after all, no one would commit a crime in their own vehicle. Baolin's check was simply a refusal to let slip even the slightest possibility.
The Hyundai van had vanished completely, and no one recognized the men inside it. The whole crew and their vehicle seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, quietly slipping out of sight.
Or perhaps they had already left Songjiang and gone somewhere else—leaving no thread to pull.
The trail had simply gone cold. Reluctant as he was, Yang Ce had no choice but to let it drop. He instructed Baolin to leave a few men to keep following the matter, while everyone else returned to their posts and their own duties.
And so the matter passed, yet in Yang Lanxu's mind it left a knot that would not loosen. Never having gotten to the bottom of things left Yang Ce vaguely uneasy.
A jewelry company was, after all, a legitimate business, and Yang Shuoxuan had not given it much thought—but after this incident, Yang Yongjin had no choice but to assign a few more men to safeguard the company's day-to-day security.
Now that Chen Shutang knew about Lin Yanhe, there was no longer any need for Yang Shuoxuan to keep up appearances. The reason Lin Yanhe had never been allowed to work at the jewelry company was precisely the fear that Chen Shutang would find out and kick up a fuss.
Truth be told, Yang Ce felt he had done Lin Yanhe a real wrong. The New Year had come and gone, and the number of times he had visited her home could be counted on one hand.
A glance at the clock—just past two in the afternoon. Yang Ce had spent the whole morning at the jewelry company with Zhao Sisi, tying up the loose ends, and had been busy straight through until now without a bite to eat.