Chapter 309: Fatty Diao Returns
When she woke up the next morning, she was back in the mansion.
They shared many intimate moments on the skyscraper rooftop the night before, only returning to the mansion in the wee hours.
She recalled that it had been a wild and exciting night.
Tang Hao went to prepare breakfast after he got up. His phone started ringing just after they finished eating.
The phone call was from Brother-in-law. He answered the call, and soon heard Qin Gangâs anxious voice.
âHey, Younger Brother-in-law! Where are you? Are you back in Westridge?â
âYes! Whatâs up?â Tang Hao asked, a little surprised.
âSigh! Thereâs an incident!â Qin Gang said anxiously.
âWhatâs wrong?â Tang Hao furrowed his brows.
Qin Xiangyi lifted her head and looked at Tang Hao curiously.
âDo you remember that Fatty Diao?â Qin Gang said.
âFatty Diao?â Tang Hao was surprised. He thought about the name for a bit and recalled who he was. It was the antique collector he encountered while at Provincial Cityâs Antique Street.
He could roughly guess what was going on.
He and Qin Gang had lured Fatty Diao into a trap and made him spend eight million yuan on a replica of a Ming dynasty Xuande incense burner.
It was obvious that he was looking for trouble with Qin Gang.
âHeâs there to look for you?â Tang Hao said.
âIsnât that so! Donât you know how brazen this damn fatty is? He says that if I donât pay him eight million yuan, heâll ruin my business. I donât know where he found a bunch of gangsters. Theyâve been blockading my factory since yesterday.
âHeâs also saying that heâll continue with the blockade as long as I donât pay up.
âDammit, this damn fatty is an idiot. Heâs blind for spending his money on a replica, and now heâs blaming it on me. I wonât give him a single cent,â Qin Gang said indignantly.
âHave you called the police?â Tang Hao asked solemnly.
âI did, but whatâs the point? Those guys are sneaky. They run away when the police arrive, and they come back once the police leave.
âThe police also said that they canât do anything as long as they didnât cause any real trouble.
âI canât survive if this goes on! My workers are already feeling uneasy after two days. How will anyone get to work if they decide to stay for a week or more? Youâve gotta think of a solution for me, Young Brother-in-law!â Qin Gang said dejectedly, though he sounded hopeful in the end.
He knew that Tang Hao had amazing abilities and was well-connected in Provincial City. Driving off Fatty Diao and his posse would not be a problem for him.
Tang Hao thought for a while and agreed to it. âNo problem, just leave it to me!â
He was also one of the reasons for Qin Gangâs problem, and he had the responsibility to solve it.
He thought about it and realized that he had been back at Westridge District for more than half a month, and it was about time that he returned to Provincial City. Teacher Jiang had contacted him a few days ago.
âAlright, Iâll come over today! Iâll let you know when Iâm at Provincial City,â he said.
âAlright!â Qin Gang replied.
After ending the call, Tang Hao briefly explained the incident to Qin Xiangyi.
Qin Xiangyi was slightly disappointed, but a smile soon returned to her face. âGo then! Remember to stay safe while youâre there!â
After sending her off, Tang Hao rode on his car, went to Dragonrock Village to harvest a batch of ginseng and lingzhi, then informed Han Yutong that he was going to Provincial City and that she should pack her bags.
He went back to his company to attend some official business, then said goodbye to Liu Dajun.
He and Han Yutong left for Provincial City at about ten oâclock in the morning.
They arrived at Provincial City in less than four hours. He immediately received Qin Gangâs phone call just when he arrived.
âHey, Younger brother-in-law! Where are you now? Have you arrived?â Qin Gang sounded flustered.
âIâve just arrived. Whatâs going on?â Tang Hao said.
âThe bastards are back again, and even that damn fatty is here too. Theyâre blocking the gate and shouting curses! Can you imagine how brazen that is?â Qin Gang said indignantly.
âIâll come over soon. Just give me a minute!â
âAlright, please be quick!â Qin Gang urged.
After ending the call, Tang Hao sent Han Yutong back to her home, then sped toward the factory in the city countryside.
He arrived in about ten minutes.
From afar, he could see about ten cars parked at the factory entrance. A group of people in black suits were standing at the gates. Those must be the gangsters that Qin Gang was talking about.
He could hear a loud voice coming from the crowd.
âQin Gang, you son of a b*tch, youâve ganged up with that little son of a b*tch to scam me! Thatâs eight million yuan! Do you think that my money grows on trees? If you donât pay me back the money, Iâll just keep blocking here.
âI want to let all your workers see that their boss is a despicable, shameless scoundrel!
âI want to ruin you, you Qin bastard, I want to see your business go down in flames. If you donât shut down in days, then Iâll block your gates for weeks. If you donât shut down in weeks, then Iâll block your gates for months. I want to see you cry and beg for mercy!â
The voice was relayed through a megaphone.
It sounded familiar too. The voice belonged to none other than that Fatty Diao.
âPay up! Pay up!â The group of hooligans behind him started chanting.
âDammit, youâre stupid enough to fall for it and now youâre blaming it on me? No one lied to you! Didnât you always boast that you have a keen eye for antiques? Why didnât you see that it was a replica then?
âYouâre the one who willingly paid for the item. That has nothing to do with me!â
Qin Gangâs voice was heard from inside the factory. He was speaking through a megaphone as well.
âYouâre still trying to argue, you Qin bastard? If you two sons of b*tches hadnât laid a trap, then I wonât be scammed! You wonât hear the end of this if you donât pay up!â Fatty Diao said viciously.
âIn your dreams, you fat bastard! Donât run away when my younger brother-in-law comes!â Qin Gang smirked.
âYou think Iâll run away? What a joke! Since when have I, the great Master Diao, been afraid of a brat? I canât wait for him to show up so that I can wreck the both of you!
âIf I see that sly little son of a b*tch again, Iâll beat him up so badly that even his mother wouldnât recognize him,â Fatty Diao said resentfully.
Tang Haoâs expression became curious when he heard that from far away.
âThat Fatty Diao wants to beat me up?â
He narrowed his eyes and his gaze became cold.
âThat Fatty Diao doesnât know how to appraise antiques, yet he always snatches bargains from other people just because he has money. Is he actually blaming me for his mistakes? What a joke!â
The car slowly drove along the road and stopped a few meters away.
Many people noticed the car and turned to see who it was.
When Tang Hao got out of the car, Fatty Diao happened to turn around and see him.
His eyes immediately opened wide. They looked like they were spewing fire.
âThatâs the son of a b*tch! Iâll recognize him even if heâs turned into ashes!â
âThatâs the guy who made me spend eight million yuan on a replica thatâs only worth fifty thousand. Not only Iâve lost money, but Iâve also become the butt of many jokes.â
Many antique collectors in Provincial City knew about the incident and were laughing behind his back.
All that was because of that brat!