"Hey, don't worry yourself sick. This kid got promoted. Sister Xiyao transferred him to head the Network Security Department," Li Dabai said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang finally understood.
With Gao Xiaohei's capabilities, he was indeed qualified for the position.
"So that's how it is. Congratulations then, but you have to treat us tonight."
In fact, a day earlier.
Han Xiyao had already notified Gao Xiaohei to report to the Network Security Department.
However, Gao Xiaohei had been waiting for Zhang Yang to return, wanting to tell him in person.
"Heh heh, alright, I'll definitely treat you tonight. Brother Zhang, I'll head over to report now." Gao Xiaohei grinned foolishly.
"Go ahead. We'll have to fleece you thoroughly tonight," Zhang Yang said with a smile.
After Gao Xiaohei left.
Zhang Yang looked at Li Dabai, who was engrossed in his phone, and said,
"You stay here by yourself. I'm going to see Xiyao."
"You don't need to go to Sister Xiyao's. She's not in the company," Li Dabai said, looking up and stopping Zhang Yang.
"Han Wenkang just passed away not long ago, and the Han family is holding a funeral. Sister Xiyao only came to the company for half a day yesterday morning and hasn't been back since."
"If you're free, stay with me. We'll fleece Xiaohei when he gets off work."
Zhang Yang chuckled.
He had indeed forgotten about that.
"Alright, then we'll wait for Xiaohei to get off work."
According to their bet back then, Zhang Yang should now be the supervisor of the Marketing Department.
However.
Zhang Yang hadn't come in for the past two days, and Han Xiyao was also absent.
So this matter was temporarily put on hold, and Zhang Yang and Li Dabai were enjoying their leisure.
...
Qin Feng Group.
Qin Shengnan, sitting in her office, suddenly received a call from Kyoto.
"Sixth Senior Sister, have you obtained the item Zhang Yang has?" a male voice asked on the phone.
"Not yet. There's been a problem with things here." Qin Shengnan's expression was unusually flustered.
"Junior Brother, this Zhang Yang is not as simple as we imagined. He's a bit uncanny..."
Afterward, Qin Shengnan recounted all the events related to Zhang Yang during this period to the other party.
There was a moment of silence on the phone, then a question.
"Sixth Senior Sister, are you sure you've searched Zhang Yang's person and his home?"
"We've searched everywhere, and indeed found nothing," Qin Shengnan replied.
"That's strange. It's just a token from the Zhang family. Where else could Zhang Yang hide it?" the male voice on the phone asked, very puzzled.
"So, does Zhang Yang know we're targeting him?"
Qin Shengnan shook her head. "He doesn't know yet, but Zhang Yang is starting to get suspicious."
Another moment of silence on the phone, followed by a sigh.
"Alas, Sixth Senior Sister, please hurry. My master and I don't have much time left."
"Fifth Senior Sister has also come out of seclusion and should arrive in Jiangnan City tomorrow."
"If all else fails, you can just be direct with Zhang Yang. Didn't you say he likes Han Xiyao? Use that to your advantage and find a way to make him hand over the token voluntarily."
"Alright, I understand," Qin Shengnan said.
"..."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Shengnan's expression was extremely grim.
Although her junior brother hadn't blamed her on the phone.
Qin Shengnan, being meticulous, could sense his disappointment.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent that crazy woman, He Qiyan, to Jiangnan City!
Tomorrow, after He Qiyan, that crazy woman, arrived, she would definitely mock her.
This was something Qin Shengnan could not accept!
At this moment.
Liao Zixia, sitting quietly nearby, closed the book in his hands and smiled.
"Sixth Senior Sister, did Junior Brother just say Fifth Senior Sister is also coming?"
"Yes, that crazy woman is coming to Jiangnan City tomorrow," Qin Shengnan said irritably.
Liao Zixia couldn't help but say, "Sixth Senior Sister, Fifth Senior Sister is actually quite nice. Why do you always dislike her?"
"I have nothing to say to that crazy woman. I get annoyed whenever I see her," Qin Shengnan said, waving her hand impatiently.
Liao Zixia spread his hands helplessly, wisely keeping quiet.
It seemed that no matter how he tried to persuade them, these two would never get along.
...
Jiangnan City.
Lingtai Mountain, Lingtai Temple.
An old man, sitting in front of a Buddha statue and chanting scriptures,
found that the string of prayer beads in his hand had broken for no reason.
Clatter~
The prayer beads, strung together, scattered all over the ground.
For the past three days, he had been restless, and whenever he chanted scriptures, the prayer beads would break.
"What on earth is going on?" the old man asked suspiciously.
The old man's name was Han Zhengye, the head of the Han family in Jiangnan City, and Han Xiyao's grandfather.
He was a devout follower of Lingtai Temple, practicing as a lay monk.
After Han Xiyao's father took over the family affairs from Han Zhengye,
Han Zhengye had gone directly to Lingtai Temple to atone for the sins he had committed in his early years.
Up to now, Han Zhengye had been on the mountain for over ten years.
"Could something have happened at home?" Han Zhengye wondered, a fierce glint in his eyes.
It seemed that even after chanting scriptures at Lingtai Temple for over ten years.
it had not been enough to eliminate the malevolence within Han Zhengye.
At this moment.
The door to Han Zhengye's room was pushed open.
"Benefactor Han, someone is looking for you down the mountain," a young monk said.
"Please lead the way, young monk," Han Zhengye said, clasping his hands in a bow.
Soon.
Led by the young monk, Han Zhengye arrived at the entrance of Lingtai Temple.
When Han Zhengye saw the woman in front of him wearing mourning attire, his unease intensified.
"Are you Xiulan?"
He hadn't seen his daughter-in-law for over ten years, so Han Zhengye couldn't recognize her immediately.
Ye Xiulan looked up at Han Zhengye, her bloodshot eyes immediately filling with tears, and she cried out loudly.
"Dad, hurry down the mountain! Something big has happened at home. Your son Wenkang and grandson Shaowei are both in trouble."
"He... they, father and son, were all killed by that bitch Han Xiyao!"
What?
Han Zhengye's face changed drastically!
Han Wenkang and Han Shaowei were dead!
And the one who killed them was his granddaughter, Han Xiyao!
"Ye Xiulan, do you know what you're saying? Do you have proof?" Han Zhengye asked sternly.
"Dad, I don't have proof, but the only beneficiary of Wenkang and Shaowei's misfortune is Han Xiyao," Ye Xiulan said with deep sorrow.
"Three years ago, Han Wenshan fell into a coma, and Han Xiyao took over her father's position as CEO of Han's Group."
"Since then, everything changed. Han Xiyao was extremely malicious and, upon taking office, began to ostracize Wenkang and the others."
"Furthermore, recently, to force Wenkang out, she forcibly acquired the shares held by all the collateral branches of the Han family."
"She completely forced Wenkang and Shaowei out of Han's Group. Now that Wenkang and Shaowei are dead, Han Xiyao is even more eager to seize their shares."
"You tell me, if Han Xiyao didn't kill Wenkang and his son, then who else could it be!"
"..."
Ye Xiulan cried out hoarsely, detailing Han Xiyao's wicked deeds.
Upon hearing this, Han Zhengye staggered back.
His eldest son, Han Wenshan, was in a coma and had not woken up.
His direct relatives were only Han Xiyao, whom he remembered as well-behaved.
But this Han Xiyao, in order to control the Han family.
Had killed his Wenkang and Shaowei!
This...
Han Zhengye staggered back; the blow was too great for him.
"Xiulan, are you sure you're not lying to me?" Han Zhengye asked sternly.
"Dad, do you think I would joke about Wenkang and Shaowei's deaths?" Ye Xiulan wailed.
Instantly.
A surge of malevolence erupted from Han Zhengye.
Wearing the monk's robe of Lingtai Temple, he was filled with killing intent.
At this moment, the abbot of Lingtai Temple also came out upon hearing the commotion.
"Amitabha, Benefactor, what is this?" the abbot of Lingtai Temple asked, his eyes filled with concern at the killing intent emanating from Han Zhengye.
"Abbot, I may have to leave for a while. Thank you for your hospitality over the years," Han Zhengye said, clasping his hands in a bow.
Then, he left Lingtai Temple with Ye Xiulan.
...
The young monk who had led Han Zhengye out tilted his head, looking curious.
"Abbot, Benefactor Han's killing intent is very strong. Why didn't you stop him just now?"
"Alas... I couldn't stop him."
"The bloodshed from Benefactor Han's early years, even after chanting scriptures before Buddha for over ten years, the karmic retribution has still manifested."
The abbot sighed and turned back.