The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system Chapter 370 - 370 Begin retaliation

370: Begin retaliation 370: Begin retaliation There was a television in Caishen’s office that was often switched off.

On the rare occasion like today, it was switched on and he was half heartedly watching the news as his brother personally paid a visit to so of the victims of the earthquake at the hospital.

He was not the first chairman of a company t do so, in fact, he was among eleven that had done the sa thing so far.

They ca with supplies, red envelopes and made fat promises.

So would be kept and others would not.

It was a PR move, this much was obvious and everyone knew it well.

Still, it put the Zhang group in a positive light so it was good PR.

Th reporters were eating it up of course, happy to have sothing to showcase.

Then, Zhang Bo made a surprising declaration which stirred up the victims.

“Zhang construction will aid in the reconstruction of your houses for free.” Caishen raised his head and scoffed.

He was afraid of Bo doing or saying sothing excessive and there it was.

The company would have to spend millions on that charity venture.

Many of the stake holders would surely have sothing to say about this unless Bo declared that he was paying for it out of his own pocket.

It wasn’t that the Zhnag group didn’t do charity, they did.

But, they had a fund for it and it was planned for.

The fund for this year had fulfilled it’s purpose already.

If they were going to help these victims, it would have to wait for the following year.

Even in terms of the labor force, Caishen didn’t think they could do it without outsourcing labor or pushing the pulling people off different jobs and involving them in the new project.

“Aah!

on top of all the work that we have.

How can the chairman do this to us?

Young master….no, CEO, you have to talk to the chairman about this.” Biming lanted.

He was standing behind Caishen who was signing a new contract.

“He hasn’t specified a ti line so we can do it next year when sumr cos.” Caishen told him.

Biming nodded and sighed.

“That’s a relief.” he whispered.

He received the signed contract from Caishen and left the office, leaving behind Mo Sen that had been waiting patiently in the corner.

“Is it true?” Caishen asked.

He addressed Mo Sen directly.

The mont the door closed, Mo Sen had started taking steps towards Caishen’s desk and he stopped as soon as he ca close within touching distance.

He handed over the tablet which had the newly acquired information.

“The young madam’s information has paid off.

Indeed, Lai Yanfang is associated with the Red eagles gang.

We got the information from a family mber of one of the people that committed suicide.

She is the mother of this individual, Lao Yuanpei.

He jumped off an abandoned building in Shanghai last year.

He was her only child so she is willing to talk about him to anybody that can listen and she has been to see the police three tis in the hopes of having his case reopened.

According to her, her son was recruited by a friend to do so work two years ago.

It was supposed to be guarding a rich woman from Beijing while she was in the city.

The rich woman is Lai Yanfang, we have confird this.

She says that her son started showing up at ho with a lot of money, cash.

He bought a house for them within three weeks of getting this new job.

Everything was moving well until the night her son ca ho five months later in a panic.

It was around the ti that those policen were shot.

He was in tears and he kept saying that it wasn’t him and he hadn’t killed anyone.

She couldn’t make heads or tails of what he ant and the next day, he got a call from his boss and he left the house.

The next thing she knew, the police was knocking on her door an hour later and she was being escorted to a morgue to identify his body because he had killed himself.” “Hmmm…” Caishen responded.

He looked at the picture of Lai Yanfang and drew back to the younger woman he rembered.

She was never this bad, not that he knew of anyway.

He was suddenly really grateful that he never married a woman like her.

Her criminal enterprise would eventually end up dragging the Lai family down entirely.

“She has really been up to no good in the last few years.

How did she end up a criminal?

No, the head of an entire criminal organization.” Mo Sen then answered with information that was not on the tablet.

“She didn’t form the Red eagles gang.

It was ford by soone else but he has been missing for ten years now.

Lai Yanfang and he founder were close friends, that way i figure things she killed him, hid the body and took over the gang.

Stories about the queen of Red eagles gang have only been in circulation for eight years after all but the gang itself has existed for ten.” Caishen put the tablet down and spun himself around, turning to face the huge window behind his desk.

Looking out at the snowy sky, his mind travelled at the speed of a dozen bullets as he went through every way in which this information could benefit him.

Other than benefitting, he thought about how to cut off Lai Yanfang’s roots.

The gang was like her legs and hands, cut them off and she would be weakened significantly.

It took him two minutes of thinking to co up with a solution to the problem.

“Soldiers don’t hate deceit.” he mumbled.

Mo Sen moved closer and he said, “I didn’t hear what you said young master.” Caishen turned around and said clearly, “All is fair in war.

I have no intentions of sitting back as Bo requested.

Find the leaders of the strongest gangs in Shanghai, do it discreetly.” “And when i find them.” Mo Sen inquired.

His heart was beating fast as he looked at Caishen’s desk.

On the desk was a permanent untouched board of chess.

It always sat there but he rarely touched it.

If a piece was moved, then it was a sign that he was making a move, and the move was often retaliation.

Lai Yanfang was not the first opponent he had co up against.

Many had been moved like pawns on this chess board.

Today, a pawn had been moved, long before Mo Sen arrived with confirmation on what Alix had told them.

That pawn was causing excitent in Mo Sen’s heart.

“Fifty to one hundred million for each gang.

Pay them to dismantle the Red eagles gang, smash all their businesses, Burn them to the ground, break their limbs and run them out of the city.

Hand over evidence on them to the police, i don’t care what it takes as long as innocent people are not hard.

Within three days i want Red eagles gone.

Not even a speck of dust should remain.” “What kind of picture are you trying to draw?” Mo Sen asked.

“A turf war.

Find an outsider to spread the news and find a heroic officer that will make a great arrest.” “And their queen?” Caishen moved another chess piece and he smiled mysteriously.

“It’s not her ti yet, but it is coming.

From ti immorial, queens are beheaded.”