Chen Ningxi put her arm around Cheng Qiaobei’s shoulder, "Co on, what sparked your desire to know about her?"
"Ha ha..." Cheng Qiaobei removed the hand from his shoulder, "Don’t get wrong, she was just chatting with another technician about her family affairs."
Chen Ningxi pinched Cheng Qiaobei’s chin, "So you used a female technician?"
Cheng Qiaobei imdiately denied, "No, absolutely not. Deng Yan and I were waiting by the side, and we can testify for each other."
"Why are you so nervous, I didn’t say you did anything illegal." Chen Ningxi’s eyes shifted to the grill, "Are the vegetable rolls ready?"
Cheng Qiaobei quickly flipped them over, sprinkling so cumin, "They’re ready, they’re ready, any longer and I’ll be the one getting burned by you."
"Ha ha," Chen Ningxi wrapped her arm around Cheng Qiaobei’s, "Sounds like you’re a bit disappointed, don’t worry, I’ll give you a massage later when we go back."
Cheng Qiaobei raised an eyebrow, "You said it."
Chen Ningxi surprised him, "So you really didn’t let the female technician massage you, disappointed for real?"
Cheng Qiaobei sighed and shook his head, "No wonder my mom says I’m bound to fall into your hands in this life. With your erratic thinking, I truly admire you."
Chen Ningxi happily ate the vegetable roll, leaning her head on Cheng Qiaobei’s shoulder. She enjoyed the atmosphere at the mont, feeling as relaxed as when they first t, without the pressures of work or the worries of infertility.
The Heyang Island team building event ended with a group photo. After returning to Danjiang, under Cheng Qiaobei’s instructions, Deng Yan headed to a private investigation agency.
Before entering, Deng Yan ssed up his hair and adjusted his mood to make himself look very despondent.
He knocked on the door, not expecting there would be a reception outside that looked unremarkable.
"Who are you looking for?" the female receptionist asked.
Deng Yan said, "Is it true that you can help gather evidence of my wife’s infidelity here?"
Seeing another client, the female receptionist quickly smiled and welcod him in, "Yes, please co in."
Deng Yan was led inside, to a reception room at the end of a narrow passageway.
"Please have a seat, I’ll go get Wang."
Deng Yan nodded.
The female receptionist pushed open the office door, "Wang, we got a client."
Wang Ji was holding a cigarette, legs propped up on the table, playing a ga.
Upon hearing this, he quickly put his feet down and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, without pausing his ga, and said, "Pour a glass of water for the client, I’ll be there soon."
"Hurry up," the female receptionist urged, closing the door.
Deng Yan, sitting in the reception room, heard footsteps outside, then slumped back in his seat.
It was the female receptionist who ca in, placing a cup of water with the investigation agency’s logo in front of Deng Yan.
Ha, quite the brand awareness.
The female receptionist said, "Wang is on a call now, please wait a mont."
Deng Yan thanked her and continued to wait.
Another five minutes passed, this ti the footsteps were heavy, it was a man.
Wang Ji opened the door and upon seeing Deng Yan, recognized him as soone downtrodden, with his head hanging low, devoid of energy.
"Hello, sir, what service are you here to inquire about?" Wang Ji pulled out a chair and sat down.
Deng Yan said, "I was referred here by a friend, who said you can help track evidence of infidelity."
Wang Ji’s eyes brightened, leaning slowly forward, "Forgive for asking, but who are you looking to investigate?"
Deng Yan said, "My wife."
Wang Ji asked, "Brother, pardon my prying, but if you’re planning to divorce, you can handle it directly at the Civil Affairs Bureau, no need to spend this money. Even if I find evidence of infidelity, you would still end up divorced, so why put yourself through the stress."
He ant that hiring him was expensive and unnecessary for an average family.
Deng Yan hesitated briefly, then stuttered, "I... I... my wife’s family is well-off."
"Oh..." Wang Ji understood, this was a big case, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, "So there’s a disagreent over asset distribution."
Deng Yan nodded, aiming to portray himself as a long-suffering husband overwheld by his wealthy wife.
"My wife’s family owns a large company, with an annual turnover in the hundreds of millions. Her parents have always been wary of , all the houses and cars are under her na, but there are a few comrcial properties we purchased after marriage. Oh, and two sports cars bought after marriage as well. As for savings, I’m not sure how much, but given her usual spending, it shouldn’t be little. If we just divorce, I won’t get much, but if I have evidence of her infidelity, maybe I could get a larger share."
Wang Ji assessed Deng Yan, as if seeing stacks of money beckoning to him.
"Alright, I can’t stand seeing honest folks like you bullied." Then he shifted tone, "However, hiring for an investigation costs more than those unreliable ones, you should be aware. But I assure you, the evidence you get from will be genuine and reliable."
Deng Yan asked, "How much do you charge?"
Wang Ji smiled, pushing a price list across the table, "Take a look, depending on your needs, the cost of evidence varies according to the level of confidentiality required."
Deng Yan browsed through, noting things like hotel records starting at six thousand and going upwards.
"That expensive?" Deng Yan looked troubled.
Wang Ji said, "Is that expensive? Once you get a large settlent post-divorce, this will be a drop in the bucket."
Deng Yan whispered, "But my wife cut off my card last month, so I don’t have that much money right now."
No money?
Wang Ji’s smile faded, "Brother, this isn’t a vegetable market where I extend you credit for a pound of vegetables. I’m also in a high-risk business, constantly tracking, checking records, and if I’m caught by the concerned party, I’d get beaten up without daring to report it. Without money, I can’t do it."
Deng Yan feigned a timid expression, "But I heard from a friend that you helped her investigate soone and didn’t charge as much."
"Who’s your friend?" Wang Ji asked in return.
Deng Yan said, "Her surna is Cheng."
Wang Ji imdiately recalled Cheng Siluo, but in this business, professional ethics prohibit disclosing client information.
He quickly shook his head, "No impression, I haven’t had a client with the surna Cheng recently."
The subtle expression of hesitation was caught by Deng Yan, confirming that Cheng Siluo had indeed sought an investigation here into hospital dical records.
Deng Yan said, "Alright, I’ll go borrow so money from a friend. By the way, my wife might have had an abortion at a hospital recently, but it’s been a long ti since I’ve been with her. Can you find that out too?"
Wang Ji replied confidently, "No problem, as long as the money is there, the information will be there too."
Deng Yan asked, "How do you check hospital records? Do you buy info from insiders, or what?"
Wang Ji suddenly beca cautious, "Why are you asking this?"
Deng Yan quickly waved his hands nervously, "Brother, don’t misunderstand, I’m worried about the accuracy of the information. If my wife, who’s like a tigress, catches in this act, I’ll be dood."
Wang Ji patted his chest in assurance, "Don’t worry, I can guarantee the information is real and effective. As for the channels, you don’t need to worry, and I won’t tell you either."
Deng Yan still showed an uneasy look, questioning, "I heard from a friend, during your last investigation of a person with the surna Chen, the dical record information seed problematic."
Wang Ji blurted out, "Impossible."
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