Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Inside the operations room of Daheng Group headquarters in Shenzhen.

Xu Zhi's eyes were vacantly fixed on the glaring number -237 billion on the screen, his fingertips unconsciously picking at the dust in the cracks of the floor.

A full week has passed since that devastating margin call that wiped him out.

But every day when he opens his eyes, he rushes to this trading room, like a prisoner nailed to a pillar of shame, staring repeatedly at the string of numbers that have devoured everything he has.

His once-proud confidence has long since crumbled, and the praise he received when things were going smoothly, hailed as a "genius trader," now feels like needles stuck in his heart.

He couldn't get involved in Daheng's current situation, let alone help him, and he didn't dare to show his face.

Although some of the wealthy young men who usually followed him didn't dare to openly turn against him, how could he not know what these people were saying about him behind his back?

Those whose family backgrounds are more powerful than his will curse him as soon as they see him.

The phone lines have been ringing off the hook.

The pressure from debt collectors was like a mountain weighing on him; they were practically blocking his doorway.

However, Xu Zhi still held a sliver of hope in his heart.

If Xu Jiayin can figure out a way to get some more information from other places, this matter can still be resolved.

Once he gets this matter sorted out, he'll still be the same extravagant and arrogant young master of Daheng.

Just as Xu Zhi was clinging to his illusions, his phone started vibrating incessantly, with the name "Dad" flashing on the screen.

However, Xu Zhi did not answer the call until the ringtone automatically disconnected.

They used to be able to talk to each other properly, but now they start yelling and cursing as soon as the phone rings.

He still didn't answer the second or third time.

He numbly swiped to answer the call after the fourth time.

The receiver instantly crackled with Xu Jiayin's furious and desperate roar: "You unfilial son! Why didn't you answer my call!"

"What's the point of calling and yelling every day when things are already like this? If you're so capable, go and yell at that guy surnamed Jiang."

At this point, Mr. Xu on the other end of the phone was too preoccupied to scold him.

"You must immediately take a private jet and fly somewhere else, right now, immediately..."

These words made Xu Zhi's heart skip a beat: "Why?"

Mr. Xu's voice trembled with anxiety: "Someone told me that they're going to arrest you. You need to fly to Hong Kong Island right now, and I'll send someone to meet you there... Hurry."

"Dad..." Xu Zhi was now completely panicked: "If I go out, will I be able to come back?"

Mr. Xu sighed, "Don't think too much. You run first, we'll stall for time. Maybe things will be resolved if we stall, and you won't have to go in. If you go in now, it'll be hard to get you out. Hurry..."

Xu Zhi gripped his phone, his knuckles turning white. The numbness in his eyes finally cracked, and a surge of hatred almost devoured him.

Over the past week, he watched his account balance plummet from negative to zero, and watched his father run around seeking help from others.

He knew from the beginning that Jiang Cheng had no intention of letting him go.

It was him! He deliberately detained my men and took my phone. He must have found something on one of my phones. Jiang Cheng, I'll fight him to the death!

"Shut up! Fight? What do you think you're going to fight with?!" Xu Jiayin roared, his voice laced with exhaustion. "Jiang Cheng's background is beyond our reach. The people you sent are in his hands, and he hasn't acted immediately because he's waiting for us to lose our composure! Pack your things now and head abroad to lay low for a while! Get to the rooftop and board the helicopter, quick!"

"Dad," Xu's father roared, sounding like a madman, but the strength in his voice had long been exhausted, leaving only the despair of a cornered beast fighting for survival.

He was unwilling to accept it, even though Daheng had enjoyed great success in 18 thanks to its scale expansion.

Cash reserves appear to be quite ample.

But now, everything has become a mess.

Those projects that illegally collected payments without obtaining pre-sale permits, and the 150 billion yuan of public funds he misappropriated for stock speculation.

Now they've all become fatal leverage points for Jiang Cheng to use against them.

He slowly stood up, staggering as he grabbed the edge of the table. His expensive custom-made suit was wrinkled and clung to his body, long since losing its former luster.

They rushed out the door as fast as they could.

But we were just about to get to the elevator.

The elevator buttons clearly indicated that someone was going to get on.

Upon seeing this, Xu Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

He's the only one who can come up to this floor.

The one coming up now won't be...

With that thought in mind, Xu Zhi immediately started to run towards the stairwell.

But before I could run more than a few steps, the elevator doors opened.

Several men in uniforms and wearing economic crime investigation badges emerged from inside, followed by two solemn-looking special agents.

Seeing Xu Zhi run towards the stairs, the group immediately gave chase.

Xu Zhi had never seen such a scene of being arrested before.

My legs started to feel weak after running only a few steps.

The man in the lead produced an arrest warrant, his tone cold and firm: "Xu Zhi, we are from the Economic Crime Investigation Division. You are suspected of embezzling company funds, illegally manipulating the stock market, and are involved in multiple cases of misappropriation of pre-sale funds by Daheng Group. Please come with us to cooperate with the investigation."

"Impossible! I didn't! Jiang Cheng framed me!" Xu Zhi suddenly came to his senses and frantically waved his arms, trying to break free.

"Behave yourself!" the special agent snapped, grabbing his arm and pinning it behind his back.

He instinctively reached for his personal cell phone in his pocket, wanting to contact the person his father had arranged.

However, her wrists were held tightly by two men.

The cold handcuffs clicked shut, gripping his wrists tightly.

"You can't arrest me! My dad is Xu Jiayin! The chairman of Daheng Group! Do you know what the consequences will be if you arrest me?" Xu Zhi shouted hysterically, trying to exert pressure by using his father's name.

But the economic crime investigators were unmoved and dragged him out the door by his arm.

Xu Zhi was quickly taken downstairs.

Upon seeing this, the company employees quickly moved away.

The once-glorious young master of Daheng is now handcuffed and in a sorry state.

Xu Zhi looked at the evasive gazes, his shame and anger intertwined, and his roar grew even sharper: "Jiang Cheng! I won't let you get away with this! You just wait!"

At that moment, Xu Jiayin was sitting in a car on his way to the airport.

The moment I received the call from my assistant, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and my phone fell onto the leather seat with a "thud".

"What did you say? So fast." He grabbed his assistant's arm suddenly, his voice trembling. "Find someone, you must find someone to stop them. I'm coming over right now."

"Chairman Xu, the Economic Investigation Department came with solid evidence. They said someone filed a formal complaint and submitted bank statements showing that Young Master Xu misappropriated funds, as well as witnesses and physical evidence of breaking into other people's residences." The assistant's voice was choked with sobs. "We couldn't stop them. They said... they said the evidence was conclusive and they needed to further investigate the company's pre-sale fund supervision."

Xu Jiayin leaned back in his chair, instantly aging several years.

Apart from Jiang Cheng, no one else has such great power to gather so much irrefutable evidence in such a short time and to get the Economic Crime Investigation Department to act so quickly.

The street scene outside the car window rushed past, and Xu Jiayin's eyes were filled with despair and hatred!

Jiang Cheng! Once I recover, I'll make you die!

Daheng, which has been around for 18 years, seems to have a solid foundation, but in reality, it has long been hollowed out by illegal expansion.

Xu Zhi's arrest is like a fuse that could ignite a crisis for the entire group at any moment.