"Is that so? Was my acting really that good?" Shen Xi opened her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked at him.
"Of course," Jian Fan replied confidently, though he felt a little worried. If Mr. Qin had seen the scene just now, he wondered if he would be treated as a love rival.
At this moment, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor. The two of them arrived at the door of room 503 one after another and quickly put on their masks.
Just as Shen Xi was about to raise her hand to knock, Jian Fan pulled her behind him, signaling her to let him handle it.
"Ding dong." When the doorbell rang for the third time, a man's voice came from inside the room, "Who is it?"
"Hello, excuse me, is Qian Yong at home?" Jian Fan asked calmly after thinking about the results of his investigation.
Zheng Jinghe glanced through the peephole and said coldly, "There's no Qian Yong here. You've got the wrong place, haven't you?"
"That's not right. I came here last time, and I remember he lived here. Are you a tenant?" Jian Fan frowned slightly.
"Yes," Zheng Jinghe replied without thinking, wanting him to leave quickly.
Jian Fan immediately followed up, "Then that's right. This is his home, no mistake. I have two things to give him. Please open the door, and I'll leave after I drop them off."
After a moment of thought, Zheng Jinghe remembered that the person who rented the house to him was indeed named Qian. Without much consideration, he opened the door.
Jian Fan inserted his foot into the doorway and instantly pushed the man backward. Then, Shen Xi walked in carrying two boxes, put them down, and locked the door from the inside.
"You... Who are you? What do you want?" Zheng Jinghe trembled slightly and retreated backward.
Jian Fan and Shen Xi removed their masks at the same time. Zheng Jinghe squinted his small eyes and suddenly recognized them, exclaiming, "So it's you two."
Shen Xi took a step forward, her gaze slightly cold as she looked at him, "Mr. Zheng, you've been very busy lately. It was quite a task to find you."
Quickly moving to the window, Jian Fan secretly looked down and saw that the two people in the Audi car were still sitting inside, making no move.
"I... We're not exactly close. Why are you looking for me?" Zheng Jinghe's trembling voice clearly revealed his panic.
"Is that so? It seems you didn't hear me clearly at the auction. Then let's have a good talk today," Shen Xi said, giving Jian Fan a meaningful look.
Jian Fan immediately understood, pushed Zheng Jinghe onto the sofa, and took out a short knife from his person, waving it in front of him deliberately.
"You... What exactly do you want? Do you want to silence me?" Zheng Jinghe glanced at the gleaming small knife, his body tensed, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
Jian Fan chuckled lightly, then lightly dragged the short knife across his palm, his gaze icy as he stared at Zheng Jinghe, "That depends on whether you cooperate. Otherwise, it's not impossible to draw some blood. Everything is in your hands."
At this moment, Shen Xi slowly sat down opposite him, her expression serious, and got straight to the point, "Mr. Zheng, don't be too nervous. We mainly want to understand the collapse of Hongrui Group five years ago. We hope you can answer truthfully."
"Hongrui Group? What Hongrui Group? I don't know what you're talking about." Upon hearing this, Zheng Jinghe's eyes darted away, feigning ignorance.
Shen Xi let out a cold laugh and called him by his full name, "Zheng Jinghe, stop pretending to be ignorant when you know better. Since we were able to find you here, we must have a thorough understanding of your past.
Five years ago, you were the vice president of Hongrui Group and a trusted friend of Yin Yuan. Back then, during the company's most critical moment, you colluded with 'external enemies' to kick it while it was down, causing Hongrui's stock to plummet. Yin Yuan was distracted and died in a car accident. Is that right?"
Zheng Jinghe, hearing her say so much in one breath, asked with a trembling heart, "Who exactly are you?"
"I already revealed my identity at the auction last time. I don't want to repeat myself. Why did you escape through the window, using the excuse of going to the restroom, the moment you heard the name Hongrui?"
Shen Xi's gaze was sinister as she continued,
"I think you have a guilty conscience. Speak quickly, why is that valuable antique in your possession? Don't tell me Yin Yuan gave it to you as a gift."
"I... I don't understand what you're talking about at all." Zheng Jinghe's heart was shaken. He never expected that almost everything from that year would be guessed by this young woman in front of him.
However, he still gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. Seeing their aggressive demeanor, he knew that admitting it would lead to a bad outcome.
Suddenly, Jian Fan executed a swift and graceful spin, appearing behind Zheng Jinghe, and instantly put the knife to his neck, saying in a fierce tone, "Now, tell the truth, or I'll draw some blood from you right now."