Qing Sihuai smiled fawningly, wanting to glean more information about Anthony's death from Xiao Cheng.
He knew Anthony's death was definitely not an accident, but he couldn't find any evidence, which troubled him greatly.
"I have nothing to talk about with you."
Xiao Cheng and Han Junyan were even colder, their dislike for Qing Sihuai written all over their faces.
Hearing the other's icy and distant tone, Qing Sihuai dropped his subservient attitude. He cleared his throat and said, "Then I'll be direct. I know you and Qing Muye have a deep-seated hatred, which is why I've come to you."
The other remained silent.
It seemed to be giving Qing Sihuai an opportunity to continue.
Then Qing Sihuai added, "Trying to bring down Qing Muye or kill him single-handedly is as difficult as climbing to heaven. If you are willing to cooperate with me, or tell me the truth about Anthony's death, I will help you eliminate Qing Muye. That way, you won't have to do it yourself. Xiao Cheng, this deal is very beneficial for you."
Qing Sihuai knew what Xiao Cheng needed. As long as he could convince Xiao Cheng, this person could be used by him.
He was full of confidence.
However, unexpectedly...
"The royal family of Country C has already given their verdict on Anthony's death. What I know, you also know. As for Qing Muye, whether you have the ability to kill him is your business. Whether I have the ability to kill him, or want him dead, is my own decision."
Xiao Cheng spoke crisply and decisively, without any hesitation. "I, Xiao Cheng, do not cooperate with hypocrites, nor do I deign to cooperate with you."
With that, the other person hung up the phone.
The slap in the face came as fast as a tornado.
One second Qing Sihuai was full of confidence, the next he was so desperate that he was furious, smashing his phone to the ground and cursing, "Damn it, what a piece of work, to not know what's good for him. A man who lives off a woman, and he calls me a hypocrite! Damn it!"
Qing Sihuai looked down on Xiao Cheng because Xiao Cheng had married Antina, and with the protection of Antina's father, he didn't have to face anyone.
But it was Xiao Cheng's condescending attitude that made Qing Sihuai feel disgusted.
And behind the disgust was intense jealousy.
Both had suffered unfortunate experiences. He was 'played' by Anthony, and only received tens of billions in investment; while Xiao Cheng was 'played' by someone arranged by Qing Muye, but in the end, he married the daughter of the mafia and lived a glorious life.
Why!
He was unwilling.
At this moment, Qing Sihuai was like a headless fly, scurrying everywhere, unable to find any solution.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he thought of someone... Antina!
Antina resented Meng Jingwei. If he cooperated with Antina, it would be more direct than cooperating with Xiao Cheng, and it was highly likely that he would eventually enlist the help of Antina's father's influence.
This would be like adding wings to a tiger.
Qing Sihuai sat back in his executive chair and pressed the intercom button, "Book me the soonest flight to Country C."
Half an hour later, Qing Sihuai set off for the airport to catch the soonest flight to Country C.
Just as he appeared at the airport in a hurry, he was spotted by Qing Kangyu and Qiao Ziqian.
"Father, isn't that Uncle Seven?"
Qiao Ziqian leaned against the wall, playing with his phone, feeling his eyes were a bit tired. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them, he saw Qing Sihuai pulling his suitcase not far away.
Qing Kangyu looked back. Even in the crowd, he could immediately find Qing Sihuai's figure.
"It's been many years, and Old Seven still looks so young," he remarked.
"Are you on the same flight?" Qiao Ziqian asked, then saw Qing Sihuai heading for the ticket gate. "C1198? That's the flight to Country C. Going to Country C in such a hurry, there must be something important."
"Let him be." Qing Kangyu didn't want to bother with Qing Sihuai's affairs.
Qiao Ziqian nodded, then suddenly turned to Qing Kangyu, "I heard my Uncle Seven has been scheming against my eldest brother. Father, aren't you going to help?"
Qing Kangyu held a cigar between his fingers, took a puff, and exhaled a faint wisp of smoke. "If you don't let your eldest brother hit rock bottom, how will he be willing to let go of everything in Lancheng and return to the imperial capital with us?"
"Father is wise, that makes sense." Qiao Ziqian leaned back on the sofa, pillowing his head with his hands, and sneered, "According to you, if necessary, we can even help Uncle Seven, and push things along?"
"It's not impossible."
Qing Kangyu wanted Qing Muye to return to the imperial capital. Therefore, if necessary, they would help Qing Sihuai, thereby pushing Qing Muye to a dead end. Only then could Qing Muye quickly get together with Tang Wanxing and 'marry' into the Tang family as a son-in-law!