Chapter 75

Chapter 75 - 75 074 If you hurt Changling Xie Shang will never Chapter 75: 074: If you hurt Changling, Xie Shang will never forgive you (one more update) Chapter 75: 074: If you hurt Changling, Xie Shang will never forgive you (one more update) “You should have checked, her brother Wen Zhaoyang has killed someone before,”

Chu Guanlin had recorded this in the information provided to Xie Shang. The victim in Wen Zhaoyang’s case was a boy, eighteen years old, surnamed Fu.

Xie Shang had also looked into Fu Ying’s background, which was very clean, so clean that it seemed carefully prepared, and most likely fake, perhaps only the surname was real.

Seating began promptly at twelve o’clock, with eight tables in total, four inside and four outside.

Xie Shang was the only younger member who sat at the table with Guan Musheng, personally invited by him. Although many people held disapproving views of this bad shoot of the Xie Family, he had always been particularly favored by the old literati.

During the meal, Xie Shang’s phone vibrated, but he did not answer.

After the call ended, a message popped up on the screen, sent by Qian Zhouzhou.

After reading it, Xie Shang poured himself a glass of wine.

“Grandpa Guan,” he apologized, “I’m sorry, but an urgent matter has come up, and I must leave the table.”

Xie Jingxian said with displeasure, “What’s so important that you must attend to it? The elders are still here, put aside whatever you have and wait until after the meal.”

Guan Musheng didn’t have as many manners as Xie Jingxian and kindly asked Xie Shang, “Is it something very important?”

“Yes, I need to go there.”

Guan Musheng waved his hand, “Then go, don’t delay the important business.”

“I toast to you. Please feel free to enjoy.”

Xie Shang finished his drink and then stood up to leave.

Gu Yihuan, who was sitting at the guest tables outside, saw Xie Shang coming out and immediately leaned forward to ask, “Where are you going, Fourth Brother?”

Xie Shang ignored him and found the restaurant staff brought by the Guan Family, inquiring if they could arrange a designated driver for him.

“Of course, Mr. Xie.”

*****

Twenty minutes earlier, a “returning” customer had arrived at the Ruyi Pawnshop.

By appearance, he was around sixty; he came in and first asked, “Is this Ruyi Pawnshop?”

Qian Zhouzhou was organizing documents, and Zhang Xiaoming was attending to him.

“Yes, sir,” Zhang Xiaoming replied politely, “What would you like to pawn?”

“I’m here to redeem something,” the man said, placing a card on the counter, “There are twenty thousand yuan on this card, give me back my family’s candlestick.”

He wasn’t there to pawn something, he was there to redeem something.

Zhang Xiaoming patiently explained, “I’m sorry, sir, Ruyi Pawnshop does not accept redemptions.” It was written in large characters below the counter; couldn’t he see that?

Upon hearing this, the customer became very angry: “Forced buying and selling, is that it?”

Zhang Xiaoming stood up from his seat, opened the glass window above the counter, and although he was tall and burly, his face was as small as a palm, “May I ask your surname, sir?”

“Chen.”

The full name was Chen Fugui.

Zhang Xiaoming carefully looked at Chen Fugui’s face, “Mr. Chen, it seems you haven’t pawned anything with us before.”

“My son did.”

“Your son is?”

“Chen Chunshan,” said Chen Fugui, “On the eighteenth of last month, he pawned a pair of candlesticks here.”

Zhang Xiaoming remembered; the candlesticks had been appraised by someone he had found.

He took out Chen Chunshan’s ticket from the pile of documents on the desk, “You see, Mr. Chen, before accepting any pawn, our pawnshop always informs the client that we do not accept redemptions; it’s an irreversible pawn. The client must agree and sign before the pawn is successful. Mr. Chen Chunshan was aware of the pawnshop’s policies before pawning the candlesticks.”

Zhang Xiaoming showed the pawn ticket to Chen Fugui, “As you can see, this is his own signature.”

Chen Fugui snatched it and threw it on the ground.

He didn’t look at a single word.

“I don’t care, my son was tricked by you people, if you don’t return the item today, I’ll complain about you to the market supervision authority.”

Before becoming respectable, Zhang Xiaoming worked in debt collection; he had seen all kinds of deadbeats.

He touched the tattoo on his neck, “Then please go ahead.”

Chen Fugui rolled up his sleeves with a fierce look on his face, “Fine then, shameless, are we?”

Who was being shameless?

Zhang Xiaoming’s patience had run out; any more provocation and he’d start itching to act.

Qian Zhouzhou set aside what she was doing, picked up the pawn ticket from the floor, “Mr. Chen, first of all, all procedures at our pawnshop are reasonable and legal; there is no forced buying or selling. Secondly, it states right here Pawn Gold, your son did not receive twenty thousand from pawning with us; it was two hundred thousand.”

“What do you mean? What two hundred thousand?”

You were deceived by your son.

Chen Fugui realized and his voice suddenly rose, “Now you want two hundred thousand?”

Qian Zhouzhou reiterated, “We do not accept redemption.”

Chen Fugui kicked the counter violently, like a bully, shouting loudly, “Aren’t you guys just robbers? Who is your boss? Call him out!”

“Our boss is not in the store.”

Chen Fugui was unreasonable and vicious, his gaze fierce, he threatened,” If you don’t return the candlestick today, I’ll smash your pawnshop!”

Wen Changling came out upon hearing the noise.

“What happened?”

She had been in the yard helping Xie Shang water the flowers.

“Are you the boss?” Chen Fugui, regardless of the consequences, shouted at Wen Changling, “Return my family’s belongings.”

The pair of candlesticks were the Chen Family’s heirloom, stolen and sold by his son, and at all costs, he intended to get them back.

Wen Changling said, “I am not the boss.”

“You came from the backyard, if not the boss then who?” Convinced of being cheated by the shop, Chen Fugui had no patience to wear things down and stepped forward to grab Wen Changling, “You just want to act shamelessly, to swallow my family heirloom for yourselves.”

Wen Changling frowned slightly, a flash of disgust and impatience in her eyes, “Sir, please let go.”

“Return my things first!”

Zhang Xiaoming and Qian Zhouzhou rushed out from behind the counter upon seeing this.

Qian Zhouzhou angrily said, “If you keep this up, we’ll call the police.”

Upon hearing about the police, Chen Fugui’s anger surged, and he violently pushed Wen Changling before picking up a vase from the table and smashing it onto the ground.

Wen Changling stumbled backward, her lower back solidly hitting the edge of a table. The vase shattered on impact, breaking into pieces. Unsatisfied, Chen Fugui went on to smash a chair.

Qian Zhouzhou was dumbfounded, that vase...

Wen Changling steadied herself on the table, her face expressionless, “Call the police.”

Chen Fugui charged to attack, but Zhang Xiaoming held him back.

Qian Zhouzhou called the police first, then tried calling Xie Shang. He didn’t answer, so she sent a text summarizing the situation, emphasizing Wen Changling’s presence.

About twenty minutes later, the civil police arrived. Chen Chunshan also came, blatantly lying, claiming he was deceived, putting on the act of a victim.

Keep blathering, the pawnshop has all the footage after all, the more you deny, the worse it gets for you. Qian Zhouzhou looked toward the entrance, “Boss.”

Xie Shang arrived.

He glanced at the shattered vase on the floor, “Who broke this?”

“Him.” Qian Zhouzhou pointed at Chen Fugui, “He did it on purpose, not satisfied with just smashing the shop, he even tried to assault someone.”

Chen Fugui argued, claiming it was Zhang Xiaoming who started it.

Xie Shang walked straight to Wen Changling, “You go back first, I’ll handle this.”

“Okay.”

She got up and left.

The police came forward to mediate, hoping to calm things down, “Rules can be flexible, right? Keeping good relations in business is vital, and Mr. Chen has promised, he can write an IOU.”

Wen Changling rubbed her lower back.

Xie Shang noticed and stepped forward to hold her, gently placing his palm on her lower back, “What’s wrong?”

“I got hit.”

After Wen Changling spoke, Qian Zhouzhou appropriately added, “He pushed her.” She pointed at Chen Fugui.

The police stepped forward to lecture Chen Fugui, saying that it was not acceptable to push people and that if there were issues they should resolve them peacefully, without resorting to violence.

Chen Fugui said it was not intentional.

“Go to my room and wait for me,” Xie Shang said to Wen Changling and then turned around, his expression growing cold, “No need for mediation, file a case directly.”

The police responded, “Surely filing a case is unnecessary?”

The Chen family father and son probably did not know what the boss of Ruyi Pawnshop had studied.

“The vase he broke should be enough to land him a few years in jail.”