Chapter 66 Inner Resolve!

A person's state of mind when they are wealthy versus when they are impoverished is entirely different.

If Jiang Cheng had previously wished to make Song Yi regret dumping him and give her a resounding slap in the face by achieving success one day, that was in the past.

By now, he and Song Yi were simply no longer in the same league.

He had long since lost the low-class amusement of trying to show off and slap people in the face in front of Song Yi!

The only reason he still deliberately maintained contact with Song Yi was entirely to pry some information out of her regarding the tomb from the Yuan Dynasty.

Of course, the performance he put on in front of Song Yi was solely to make the process of extracting information go a bit more smoothly.

In his plan, when Song Yi discovered that he was merely putting up a false front and acting like a big shot with borrowed authority, her attitude toward him would undoubtedly be one of disdain and smugness.

When people are feeling smug, they usually lose their filters!

Jiang Cheng figured that the success rate of getting information out of her would be higher under such circumstances!

Facts proved that this was indeed the case.

From initially mocking and slapping Jiang Cheng in the face, to the subsequent appearance of Lin Zhou which reversed the plot and slapped Jiang Cheng back, Song Yi's mindset had clearly undergone a transformation.

At first, she was still on guard against Jiang Cheng, but later on, she became completely arrogant.

The more clownish Jiang Cheng appeared, the smugger she felt!

And the more she wanted to highlight the gap between herself and Jiang Cheng.

Which was commonly known as a reverse flex and slap in the face!

Therefore, guided by Jiang Cheng, Song Yi practically blurted out everything on her mind!

However, from what Song Yi said, Jiang Cheng could tell that she had not heard anything about the Yuan Dynasty tomb being robbed.

Naturally, it was unlikely that Song Yi was lying, and her sources of information were somewhat more reliable.

Coupled with the fact that the media had not reported on any robbery of a Yuan Dynasty tomb either—

"Could it be that Huang Kun's batch of cultural relics didn't come from a Yuan Dynasty tomb?"

Yet, immediately afterward, Jiang Cheng dismissed this hasty conclusion.

There were two possibilities for this matter.

The first possibility was that the Yuan Dynasty tomb had not been robbed, and the cultural relics Huang Kun was planning to smuggle did not originate from a Yuan Dynasty tomb.

The second possibility was that Huang Kun's batch of cultural relics indeed came from a Yuan Dynasty tomb, but for some reason, the news had been suppressed from above. Naturally, small fries like Song Yi and Wu Liang were kept in the dark!

However, Jiang Cheng was unsure which specific situation it was!

...

By the time Jiang Cheng finished signing the contract and making the payment, Song Yi and Wu Liang had already left!

Jiang Cheng didn't pay it any mind.

It was only when he got back into the car that he noticed Lin Zhou's expression had turned somewhat peculiar.

Qin Xiaoshu was sitting to one side, unable to stop himself from snickering.

Curious, Jiang Cheng asked, "Xiaoshu, what are you laughing at?"

Qin Xiaoshu hurriedly straightened his expression, pretending to look completely innocent: "Hehe, nothing!"

The more Jiang Cheng looked at Qin Xiaoshu, the more strange he felt.

At that moment, Lin Zhou handed a piece of paper to Jiang Cheng with an awkward look on his face.

Taking the paper, Jiang Cheng saw that it was a phone number, with the signature "Song Yi!" left at the bottom.

This was Song Yi's phone number!

What it meant when a woman left her phone number for a strange man went without saying.

His disdain for Song Yi deepened in his heart.

To think that he had once loved Song Yi to the point of desperation!

What an absolute clown!

Qin Xiaoshu finally couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed: "Chengzi, don't get me wrong, this wasn't given by Song Yi; it was given by her boyfriend!"

"What?" Jiang Cheng was momentarily dumbfounded. He picked at his ear, thinking he had heard wrong.

Lin Zhou nodded silently, giving Jiang Cheng an affirmative look.

Jiang Cheng's head was full of question marks. A man proactively giving his girlfriend's phone number to another man?

That was way too perverted!

Try as he might, Jiang Cheng could not figure out what Wu Liang was up to.

After pondering for a moment, he said to Qin Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, I have some business to attend to, so I'll head out first. Once the other G-Wagon passes inspection, just drive it back!"

Qin Xiaoshu looked bewildered: "Chengzi, what do you mean?"

Jiang Cheng smiled: "One car each, what else could I mean! Alright, I'm heading out!"

It wasn't until Jiang Cheng's black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon drove out of the 4S dealership and disappeared from sight that Qin Xiaoshu snapped out of his daze.

A trace of a bitter smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

...

On the other side, Jiang Cheng sat in the passenger seat, pondering the current situation.

After picking up a card at the bank, he still needed to take Lin Zhou to Wuliu Village.

No matter what, he had to go and see if Huang Kun's warehouse where he hid the cultural relics was actually in Wuliu Village.

And as for that scarred face, he also had to figure out his background.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng frowned and asked, "Brother Zhou, you've crossed paths with that scarred guy. Do you know anything about his background?"

Lin Zhou's expression sank, and he said seriously, "Back in the army, apart from the instructors, there were very few who were my match. But facing that scarred guy, I can guarantee that even if Wang浩 and I joined forces, we wouldn't be his match! I can tell he has real martial arts skills!"

Jiang Cheng bit his lip and didn't speak again!

Silence fell inside the car once more.

Lin Zhou had said something similar before, down below the apartment building where Jiang Cheng lived, but Jiang Cheng hadn't believed it at the time, assuming that Lin Zhou and Wang Hao just didn't want to get involved in his affairs and were making excuses.

As a result, after Lin Zhou was captured by the scarred man this time and had his arm dislocated, Jiang Cheng knew that Lin Zhou's words were not false.

This scarred man was indeed an expert.

This matter was becoming increasingly tricky to handle!

Jiang Cheng hesitated somewhat as to whether he should continue making an enemy of Huang Kun and the Bee Sect!

Currently, his conflict with the Bee Sect was basically resolved; as long as he didn't proactively stir up trouble, nothing major would happen.

Besides, smuggling cultural relics had nothing to do with him—that was something the state should handle. As an ordinary person with no background, there seemed to be no need for him to muddy the waters.

Yet, upon second thought, Cheng Dong had used his younger sister Jiang Ling to threaten him, forcing him to gamble one of his hands against him using magic playing cards.

And then there was Huang Chengye, who, simply because Murong Xue was cooperating with Jiang Cheng, had spared no expense—offering a hundred million—just to gamble for a pair of his hands and eyes.

When had they ever considered the feelings of an ordinary person?

In the eyes of those powerful and wealthy people, the safety of ordinary people was utterly worthless.

If not for the supernatural ability in his own eyes,

he probably would have been reduced to a cripple by now!

And things might have even gone badly for his younger sister and Lin Zhou.

Why was it that Huang Kun, a public servant, could mess around with relationships and remain completely unscathed even after being reported?

Why was it that he could smuggle cultural relics and still live well, escaping justice?

Why was it that the Bee Sect, a gang of swindlers, could be sheltered, openly running a casino with endless criminal activities emerging one after another?

Why could these societal dregs exist in this society ruled by law, while ordinary people had to live in constant fear, worrying day and night about whether they would fall victim to their threats?

Where was the justice in this?

Where was the fairness?

This society should not have these parasites!

The anger in Jiang Cheng's heart instantly surged to the peak.

He bit his teeth, a flicker of determination appearing in his eyes.

...

Meanwhile, things were unfolding elsewhere.

At the Huaxia Bank in the urban area of Qingzhou City.

In front of Counter No. 7,

Zhao Lili stared blankly at an ID card in her hands, her beautiful eyes wide open.

She looked up in astonishment at the young man standing before her,

and timidly asked, "You... are you Mr. Jiang Cheng?"

The young man blinked and countered, "Doesn't it say so clearly on the ID?"

Zhao Lili hurriedly shook her head, a trace of an awkward smile appearing on her face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang. I'm not qualified to serve you. Please wait a moment; I'll go inform our president right away, and he will receive you personally!"

With that, Zhao Lili bowed respectfully to Jiang Cheng and hurried out from behind the counter.

Jiang Cheng stared blankly as Zhao Lili vanished from sight, completely bewildered.

A young woman beside him asked in confusion, "Darling, what's going on? Is the mortgage application failing?"

A middle-aged woman dressed in flashy clothes beside her frowned and said, "Could it be that his qualifications aren't sufficient?"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at his mother: "How is that possible? I'm a department manager at Tiansheng Group, making hundreds of thousands a year. Would my qualifications not be enough?"

The young woman complained, "Then why did she run off halfway through?"

Jiang Cheng shrugged: "She said she wasn't qualified to serve me, and went to fetch the president. The president wants to receive me in person!"

The young woman was stunned: "Really? Are you really that impressive, Jiang Cheng?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman immediately beamed with joy: "Hahaha! My son is truly capable! The bank president is personally receiving him! Mengmeng, you should consider yourself blessed to marry into our family!"

Although Sun Mengmeng didn't quite understand, she felt immensely smug inside.

Her boyfriend was actually going to be personally received by the president of Huaxia Bank—how much face would that bring her if word got out!