Chapter 253: 【253】Is he too cunning, or are you too foolish? _1

On the other side, within a luxury mansion.

“Bang!”

Mr. Xu kicked over the tea table in front of him, scattering the items on top all over the floor.

Zhao Huaqiang and several of his underlings stood opposite him, trembling, daring not even to breathe heavily.

“A bunch of trash, actually outsmarted by a wet-behind-the-ears kid? What good are you to me?” Mr. Xu’s handsome face contorted with rage.

It was the first time Zhao Huaqiang had seen Mr. Xu lose his temper so fiercely, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

“What’s the matter, you’ve all turned mute?”

Seeing their obsequious demeanor only fueled Mr. Xu’s anger.

Zhao Huaqiang shivered, then cautiously replied, “Mr. Xu, that Tang Feng is just too cunning. Wang Xiaodao fell for his tricks…”

“Is it that he’s too cunning, or you’re too stupid?” Mr. Xu grew even angrier as he listened and grabbed a nearby ashtray to hurl at them.

Zhao Huaqiang didn’t dare dodge and took the ashtray squarely on the forehead, blood immediately streaming down, “You’re right, Mr. Xu. We definitely underestimated our opponent and acted rashly. Please, calm your anger, Mr. Xu.”

Seeing his sincere attitude, Mr. Xu’s anger subsided a bit, “It’s not entirely your fault; it was Wang Xiaodao who acted recklessly.”

“I had already warned him; he chose his own path. If he ends up in such a state now, he has only himself to blame.”

Saying so, he handed over a handkerchief.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Zhao Huaqiang accepted the handkerchief with a mixture of surprise and gratitude and wiped the blood from his forehead, “Mr. Xu, now that Wang Xiaodao has been caught, do you think he will sell us out?”

“No. Wang Xiaodao has been in the underworld for so many years, he knows the rules. Besides, even if he wants to pin anything on us, does he have any evidence?” Mr. Xu was not worried.

“No wonder you specifically instructed us to transact in cash with him, to prevent this sort of situation from happening. You really are a master strategist, I admire you.” Zhao Huaqiang immediately offered flattery.

Mr. Xu knew that Zhao was just trying to butter him up and didn’t take it seriously, “This time it’s Tang Feng again who messed up our plans. I had intended to wait until we got the bracelet before settling accounts with the kid.”

“Now, it seems that in order to get that bracelet, I’ll have to get rid of him first.”

Violence flashed across Zhao Huaqiang’s face, “Mr. Xu, give me three days, and I will take care of that kid quietly and without fail.”

Mr. Xu’s mouth twisted into a sinister smile, “You don’t need to handle this. I’ll have Ba Song take care of it.”

When Zhao Huaqiang heard the name “Ba Song,” his complexion changed.

Ba Song was Mr. Xu’s top enforcer, a formidable figure from Nan Tai County.

This man previously fought in the underground boxing rings of Nan Tai County, where he had an unmatched winning streak of twenty-one fights.

Spotted by Mr. Xu, he was recruited with a high salary, and would not make a move lightly.

This also showed that Mr. Xu was truly enraged this time, to the point of sending his top enforcer, Ba Song.

That kid is as good as dead this time!

…

Because Wang Xiaodao fought with Qin Yanan’s bodyguards during his escape, he left the house a complete mess.

It took Tang Feng well over an hour just to tidy up the place.

Just as he was about to take a shower, his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw it was a call from Xinling.

“Hello, Xinling, what’s up?” he answered the call, wiping sweat from his forehead.

“Big Boss, are you free right now?” Xinling’s voice was as pleasant as ever.

If one were to just hear her voice, they would never guess how fierce her abilities were.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Tang Feng sat down on the sofa, grasping Qin Yanan’s unfinished glass of water and took several gulps.

“Here’s the thing, my dad just took a fancy to a half-opened window piece of top-notch rough jadeite, but it’s not cheap, and he can’t make up his mind whether to buy it or not.”

“If you’re free, could you come take a look?” Xinling quickly explained the situation, then added, “Don’t worry, you’ll be compensated for your trouble.”

Tang Feng chuckled, “Why are you suddenly looking to get me involved in business?”

“Let’s just say it’s mutual assistance. Aren’t you skilled at jadeite gambling?” Xinling laughed as she replied.

But Tang Feng heard a hint of evasion in her tone and became curious, “Wasn’t your dad always into antiques? Why has he suddenly gotten into jadeite gambling?”

“Because… well, he just got a whim,” she replied.

“It can’t be that simple, right? Answer me honestly, or I won’t go.”

“Oh, come on, why do you have to be like that? I’m trying to steer business your way, and you’re reluctant.”

“You’re not going to tell me? Fine, I’m hanging up.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you, okay?” Xinling had no choice but to come clean,

“Actually, Lele asked me to help you out.”

The more Tang Feng heard, the more confused he became, “What does this have to do with Ale?”

Come to think of it, he hadn’t seen Song Lele in a while and had no idea what she was up to.

“Lele called me a few days ago and asked me to take care of you a bit. So I… persuaded… ah no, suggested to my dad to try out jadeite gambling. Unexpectedly, he really found a dealer, and today he wants us to inspect the goods… ”

“What has Ale been busy with lately?”

Listening to Xinling’s explanation, Tang Feng felt quite touched.

He hadn’t realized Song Lele was looking out for him behind his back.

“She… recently her family had some issues, making it inconvenient for her to go out,” Xinling explained hesitantly, clearly hiding something.

“What do you mean by ‘inconvenient to go out’?” Tang Feng grew even more perplexed and suspicious.

“Oh my, it’s her family business, you should just leave it be. I’m about to head to the jadeite market with my dad; you’d better come quickly.”

Xinling, not good at lying and not wanting to keep talking about Song Lele, quickly finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Soon after, she sent Tang Feng an address.

Tang Feng furrowed his brow, deep in thought, but eventually, he called Song Lele’s number.

The phone rang several times before it was finally answered.

“Hello, Big Boss, what can I do for you?”

Song Lele’s voice came through the phone.

But it sounded somewhat exhausted.