When it came to dealing with someone like Zhao Zhiqiang, talking nicely rarely worked. Chen Yao still had moves to play and didn't want to waste time. Zhao Zhiqiang's backer had just had him removed from his position. He wanted to curse, but then he considered that Zhao Zhiqiang was already over forty.
Chen Yao said, "You need to turn yourself in, pay a fine, spend fifteen days in detention, and when you come out, you'll still be the general manager of Heyun. If you don't go, your backer at Yilian will kick you out. Fifteen days in exchange for keeping such a nice house—wouldn't you take that deal?"
Zhao Zhiqiang was silent; Yilian was making a business deal with Zhou Luchen.
The first step was to deal with him, Zhao Zhiqiang.
All for a woman, really, Young Master Zhou?
The same Young Master Zhou who could have easily laughed it off.
Zhao Zhiqiang adamantly denied everything, valuing his reputation most. As long as he didn't admit to anything, no one could touch him.
