112 Caught in a Gunfigh (1/2)
Meanwhile, at the hospital, almost every inch of Wang Tiechui's body was wrapped in white bandages. He lay on the hospital bed like an Egyptian mummy.
He had taken a beating from more than 500 angry workers and was riddled with broken bones and open wounds. His most grievous injury had been dealt by the man who'd pleaded with Zhang Dashan. He'd smashed open Wang Tiechui's head with a brick.
When he awoke from his coma, he saw Xiao Luo standing at the foot of his bed with his arms behind his back. He shivered in fear, withering before Xiao Luo's frigid stare, which made him feel like he had fallen into an icy crevasse.
He asked in a panic, ”You. What are you do-doing here?”
He had never seen anyone with such a fearsome look in all his life.
Xiao Luo peered down at him with a domineering gaze then said nonchalantly, ”I am only going to ask you this once. Answer me honestly, or you die!”
Wang Tiechui could really feel the killing intent behind Xiao Luo's expression, and it scared him so much that he almost fainted.
”I-I will answer honestly. I will definitely answer honestly,” he managed to force out a reply despite choking with fright.
”Who ordered you to organize this strike?” Xiao Luo's voice lacked any shred of emotion and seemed to come from the depths of hell itself.
”I-I don't know his name. He gave me twenty thousand dollars to organize a strike. The-then he told me that, when it was finished, he would get me a job at Taste Buds,” Wang Tiechui confessed.
Xiao Luo's expression hardened. ”You don't know his name?”
”I-I really don't know. It was my first time seeing him, President Xiao. I'm not lying to you,” Wang Tiechui insisted fearfully.
The mouth may tell lies, but the eyes speak the truth.
Xiao Luo was slightly disappointed. He'd thought that questioning Wang Tiechui would produce a lead for them to follow, but now that seemed impossible.
Chu Yunxiong had once reminded him that Luo's Workshop senior management was full of schemers. That is to say, there could be a spy among them working for Taste Buds. Taste Buds had already demonstrated that they had no qualms about doing something so treacherous as inciting the workers of Luo's Workshop to strike. Arranging for someone to infiltrate Luo's Workshop or buying off one of the management team executives would be a simple matter for them.
”Lao Xiao, this is the data on Taste Buds that you wanted.”
Zhang Dashan approached him with a printout as he exited the hospital. ”The top dog at Taste Buds is a man called Fang Changlei. He is the step-brother of Luo's Workshop's previous president, Fang Changmiao. They have the same father but different mothers. The two of them started their careers in the bread industry together. However, after their father passed away, they split up due to a dispute, and each started their own company. Namely, Luo's Workshop and Taste Buds.”
Xiao Luo skimmed the document, then commented light-heartedly, ”What an interesting pair of brothers.”
Zhang Dashan nodded in agreement, then continued where he'd left off: ”While Taste Buds is his main business, Fang Changlei also owns other side ventures, such as the Prosperity Grand Hotel, Phoenix Entertainment City, plus others in approximately ten different industries. He has a son and a daughter. The son's name is Fang Chongqiang, and the daughter's name is Fang Shulan.”
”Fang Shulan?” Xiao Luo wore a look of surprise.
”What's up? Do you know her?” Zhang Dashan blinked, asking him.
Xiao Luo explained, ”I had an altercation with her during my time as a bodyguard at Huaye.”
”Since you've had a conflict with her before, that means that you two are enemies. Now, you have the perfect opportunity to crush her dad's business, Taste Buds, and vent your frustrations,” Zhang Dashan snickered.
”You think it'll be that easy?”
”Now that Luo's Workshop is under your control, Lao Xiao, crushing him is only a matter of time.”
”Ahem. Please leave me out of your boasting next time.”
”You b*stard!”
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They climbed into the car, and Zhang Dashan asked Xiao Luo in a joking tone, ”Boss, where are we headed today?”
”I need to find someone.”