Chapter 72: Mr. Liu's Trouble
Chapter 72: Mr. Liu's Trouble
In the quiet tea room, cigarette smoke was lingering. Wearing a light pink short-sleeved shirt, An Rushong sat cross-legged in front of a small square tea table, looking at Han Meiyan opposite him with an indifferent expression.
When she wasn't going crazy, this woman had a quiet and calm temperament, mysterious and attractive. Especially at this moment, she was wearing a large floral dress that looked like a cheongsam, with a side slit. When she knelt on the tatami, her two well-proportioned, slender, and flawless long legs were exposed, which was very eye-catching.
However, it is a bit regrettable that the woman had injuries on her face and the right half of her cheek was obviously swollen. Even if you don't look closely, you can see a few dark red finger marks on her originally fair skin.
After knowing each other for a while, An Rusong also understood the situation of this woman. Although her husband Liu Taiming had no status in the Liu family and was not favored by others, and was even despised by his own brother, he was a male chauvinist in his own family. He often humiliated and abused Han Meiyan, and violent abuse was also commonplace.
To describe it in one sentence, Mr. Liu Taiming is the kind of domestic violence man who is "a giant at home and a dwarf outside."
But even so, Han Meiyan never thought about divorcing Liu Taiming. According to her, after enduring humiliation for so many years, she could not accept leaving the Liu family empty-handed. She needed to get what belonged to her.
Come to think of it, Liu Taiming is not valued in the Liu family, and the assets he holds must be limited. If Han Meiyan divorces him at this time, how much property can she get? The reason why she wants to push her husband to the top, squeeze out her brother-in-law, and inherit the Liu family's property is probably because she wants to get more property when she divorces.
From An Rushong's point of view, how should he put it? He admired the woman's perseverance and was willing to support her efforts spiritually, but he could not approve of her approach, let alone have the slightest sympathy for her dire situation.
After all, judging from her current behavior, her original purpose of marrying Liu Taiming was probably not particularly pure. Perhaps, the reason why Liu Taiming abused her was because he sensed her impurity.
"Brother," Han Meiyan leaned forward slightly, refilling the teacup in front of An Rusong, and then said casually, "Your karuta website is very successful. I just got a message yesterday. The number of registered users has exceeded 13 in two weeks since the website went online, and the daily turnover is nearly billion won."
She paused, propped her arms on the table, stared at An Rusong with her beautiful eyes, and said, "It's just a gambling website, six technicians, forty promoters, and a dozen computers, but it turned out to be a money-making monster. Hey, you really helped Liu Taihe a lot, he's very proud of himself now."
An Rusong's expression remained calm. He picked up the teacup in front of him again, took a sip of tea slowly, and said, "If your information is accurate, then I have to say that Liu Taihe's operation ability is really not good enough. The website has been online for two weeks, but the daily turnover is only this much. If I were to run it, the results would have to be at least quadrupled."
"You are so arrogant," Han Meiyan rolled her eyes at him charmingly and said, "but guess what, even though you said it was arrogant, I believed it."
A jade-white hand reached out and held An Rusong's hand holding the teacup. She said in a voice full of temptation: "Since you are so confident and I am willing to believe you, do you want us to cooperate and create a similar website to compete with Liu Taihe?"
"I'm not interested," An Rusong said, exerting a little force to free his hand. "Sister Meiyan, I've told you many times not to try to get on this kind of website. It's not something that ordinary people can touch. You only see the profits it can bring, but you don't see that it needs to suck blood. If you want to get into this business, do you have enough blood for it to suck?"
Han Meiyan's face turned serious. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Zhao Jingsheng's voice coming from outside the door: "Meiyan, Rusong is right. This is indeed a blood-sucking business. We should not try to deal with it."
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jingsheng limped in from the door with a cane, and beside him was Zhao Chenghao, who had a new hairstyle.
"Brother Jingsheng, Brother Chenghao," An Rushong hurriedly stood up from the tatami and bowed.
"Please sit down, Rusong. We are not outsiders," Zhao Jingsheng said, waving his hand at him.
An Rushong nodded, but did not sit down immediately. He took two steps forward, supported the other person's arm, and helped him to sit down next to the square table, then returned to his seat.
"Sister Mei Yan," Zhao Chenghao approached Han Mei Yan in a rather servile manner, his eyes greedily roaming over her thighs before speaking.
Han Meiyan seemed not to feel his gaze. She just smiled faintly and lowered her head to prepare tea for the two of them.
"The news that Miyeon got is that Liu Taihe's flower card website is a great success," Zhao Jingsheng panted slightly after taking his seat. It was obvious that he was not used to the way of moving with crutches. "However, I also got some news, but this news does not seem to be favorable to Liu Taihe."
"Oh?" Han Meiyan liked to hear any news that was unfavorable to Liu Taihe. Therefore, as soon as Zhao Jingsheng said this, she showed an interested expression.
Zhao Jingsheng didn't say anything. He just nodded at Zhao Chenghao and turned his attention to the teacup in front of him.
Zhao Chenghao chuckled and stood up again. He took out a CD box from his waist, walked to the TV on the far right side of the tea room, squatted down and fiddled with the DVD player under the TV.
After a while, a picture appeared on the TV screen with snowflakes falling. The picture was shaking violently, sometimes showing the ground, sometimes showing a pair of feet, and occasionally showing the sky. It was obvious that the person carrying the camera equipment was running.
There was no sound, just a dizzying shake of the picture.
After about half a minute, with a loud "clang", sounds suddenly appeared in the bumpy picture. The sound was very noisy, with someone breathing heavily, some sounded like gunshots, and someone shouting loudly.
After just a few breaths, the originally bumpy and rotating lens suddenly froze, and an old window with dim light appeared in the picture, and the camera lens was rapidly approaching the window.
Soon, the camera moved to the window, and the next picture was a bird's-eye view from the upper floor.
It was a very open street. Seven or eight Toyota pickup trucks were parked in a disorderly manner on the side of the street. A group of people with their faces covered with scarves were besieging a three-story building with guns. Chaotic gunshots echoed in the street.
There was the sound of people talking on TV, but An Rushong couldn't understand the language at all. However, he could vaguely guess that it should be Filipino.
The group of masked men besieged the building for four or five minutes. Then, the windows upstairs were smashed from the inside, and some objects like computer cases and monitors were thrown out of the windows and smashed to pieces downstairs.
Then, two more figures were thrown out from the third-floor window and fell heavily on the street below. That was not all. The masked men gathered on the street rushed over like sharks smelling blood, waving their machetes and slashing at the two men frantically.
Amid the noisy cheers, someone held a bloody head high in the air, then squeezed out of the crowd, howling, and ran away.
The camera followed the guy running away for a while, and when it turned back, it saw several people being pushed out by a group of masked men at the entrance of the building. These people were obviously women, and their clothes had been stripped off.
"Okay!" Han Meiyan is a woman after all, and this kind of bloody and violent scene makes her very uncomfortable.
In front of this woman, Zhao Chenghao was like a bootlicker. He turned off the TV immediately.
"I also have some friends in the Philippines," Zhao Jingsheng said after seeing the TV was turned off. "Before, I asked them to pay more attention to Liu Taihe's website. This video was shot by my friend. This building is a customer service center set up by Liu Taihe in Davao, Philippines. Two days ago, it was attacked by a group of unidentified thugs and was completely destroyed."
"It was really destroyed," Zhao Chenghao added, "Not only did twelve people die, but all the related equipment was also smashed. I heard that even the building was burned down by these people."
After saying that, he exclaimed twice and said, "This is really crazy. Those Philippine monkeys really kill people without blinking an eye."
"Davao?" An Rusong frowned and asked, "I remember that Liu Taihe built the customer service center in Clark, didn't he?"
In the Philippines, Clark is a place with a relatively large number of Koreans. He had heard from Liu Taihe that he planned to set up the main operation center of the website there.
"Hey, Liu Taihe is very ambitious," Zhao Jingsheng said with a smile, "He did set up an operations center in Clark, but recently he also set up one in Davao."
After looking at An Rusong, he continued, "I heard that this customer service center was set up together with Jin Kangmin. They plan to create a gambling platform that integrates multiple gambling projects as you said."
"The news leaked?" An Rushong said suddenly.
"I don't know, I think so," Zhao Jingsheng said with a smile, "My friend said that there are many people in the Philippines who want to deal with them now, and they have offered them a large bonus."
"Will Liu Tai and the others give up?" Han Meiyan asked excitedly.
An Rushong and Zhao Jingsheng looked at each other, smiled silently, and no one said anything.
(End of this chapter)