Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Cheng Gong, is everything handled?" Zhao Wenhao asked in a low voice.

Cheng Gong nodded: "Don't worry, all traces have been dealt with. Besides, they still haven't seen our true appearance, so you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Zhao Wenhao and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Wenhao continued, "That's good. Let's all rest for a while. When it's daybreak, Zhou Chen will go out and find out what's going on."

"Okay, I understand." Zhou Chen replied.

This operation left no evidence and was flawless.

Moreover, Zhao Wenhao deliberately led Zhou Xiaoyu in another direction, making him mistakenly believe that he came to take revenge on him because of a woman.

In this case, even if Zhou Xiaoyu was skeptical about this explanation, it would not be easy to find Zhao Wenhao.

After all, Zhao Wenhao and others had made sufficient preparations to ensure that they would not be discovered by Zhou Xiaoyu.

Not only that, they had made careful preparations before setting off.

Even if Zhou Xiaoyu called the police and they traced Zhao Wenhao to Zhao Wenhao, they had already fabricated evidence of his absence.

A few hours passed and it was dawn.

After getting Zhou Wenhao's instructions, Zhou Chen walked out of the hotel.

He carefully observed his surroundings to make sure he was not being followed or monitored, then quickly left the hotel and headed for his destination.

Half a day passed quickly, and just when Zhao Wenhao and others were getting a little impatient staying in the hotel, Zhou Chen finally came back.

He looked a little tired, but his eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation.

"Mr. Zhao, there's no movement outside. Also, Zhou Xiaoyu has escaped and returned home. Later, there was some panic at home, and an ambulance drove over.

Afterwards, I went to the hospital to find out what happened, but the Zhou family seemed to have issued a gag order and no news was released.

I waited there for several hours, expecting the police to come over and investigate, but they didn't even call the police, as if the previous incident had never happened.

Zhou Chen reported to Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Wenhao frowned when he heard the news.

He had originally expected Zhou Xiaoyu to call the police, but now it seems that things did not develop according to his plan.

Zhao Wenhao sneered and stopped worrying about it. "Haha, it seems that bastard Zhou Xiaoyu was really scared. The Zhou family probably doesn't want to expose the matter openly, as this will damage the Zhou family's reputation. However, they will definitely investigate secretly."

"As long as the police don't get involved, we have nothing to worry about," Zhou Chen said dismissively. "Even if the police do get involved, they don't have any evidence."

Zhao Wenhao nodded, then said, "No matter what, we can't stay here for long. I'm going back to the mainland soon.

Zhou Chen and Cheng Gong, you two will continue to stay in Hong Kong Island. First, you need to understand the progress of the matter and report to me promptly if anything happens. Second, you need to keep an eye on the company so that I can be informed of any developments as soon as possible."

While Zhao Wenhao was still discussing the aftermath, in the hospital, Zhou Xiaoyu had just finished surgery and was still under anesthesia.

"Dean Chen, how is my son's finger?"

A man in his fifties with slightly gray hair pulled the surgeon, Director Chen, aside with an anxious look on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, the thumb is definitely not going to be saved. It's been too long and our hospital has done its best!" Director Chen spread his hands, looking helpless.

Zhou Changyan's face suddenly turned ashen, and he clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

There was a murderous look in his eyes.

It was not until half a while later that he finally recovered.

Dean Chen couldn't help but take a step back. He was really worried that the other party would take his anger out on him.

The other party was the chairman of Longxing Group. Twenty years ago, he was already a well-known figure. It was only in recent years that he was completely cleaned up and came out of hiding.

How could a hospital director like him afford to offend such a person?

"Thank you for your hard work, Dean Chen. Please do your best. I hope there will be no sequelae." Zhou Changyan took a deep breath, tried to relax himself, and then turned back to the ward.

"Chang Yan, what did Dean Chen say? Is it really impossible to reattach the finger?"

Inside the room, a woman dressed in luxurious and fashionable attire grabbed Zhou Changyan's arm and shook it repeatedly. Beside him stood a man in his thirties, who remained silent.

Zhou Changyan didn't answer the woman's question, but glared at her fiercely. "I usually tell you to discipline her, but how do you do that? You go out fooling around every day, changing women every week. Now you're fine, you've been retaliated against. Are you satisfied?"

"How can it be just my business? Have you ever cared about it? Apart from giving him money, have you ever asked about it?" The woman was obviously angry and retorted mercilessly.

"Dad, Mom, my brother is still in a coma, so you don't have to quarrel."

Zhou Xiaokun, who was standing by, quickly stood between the two of them.

Zhou Changyan shook his head, sighed, then sat down on the sofa in silence.

After a long while, he stood up and looked at his eldest son: "What do you think about this matter? Are you really not going to call the police?"

Zhou Xiaokun pondered for a few seconds, and finally shook his head: "I have asked someone to check, and all traces have been cleaned up. Even if the police come forward, it will be difficult to find out who did it.

"Calling the police at this point might lead to further retaliation. Right now, we are in the open, while the enemy is in the dark. We should be cautious and have someone investigate in secret."

Zhou Changyan nodded. His eldest son's thoughts were almost the same as his.

Without a clear goal, it is not advisable to make a big move, otherwise it will be disastrous.

But this revenge must be avenged. His most beloved youngest son had his thumb cut off, effectively leaving half his hand crippled. Zhou Changyan, who had roamed the martial arts world for decades, could not possibly endure such humiliation.

Although he has now successfully cleaned himself up and gotten away with it, his former subordinates will still obey his orders at his command.

"Investigate, investigate thoroughly, starting with those women. Also, wait for Xiaoyu to wake up and ask him if he has offended anyone recently. If so, secretly investigate their whereabouts."

Zhou Changyan slapped the coffee table hard.

Zhou Xiaokun was startled, but quickly recovered: "I see, I'll make arrangements shortly. However, it will probably take quite a while to investigate. After all, my brother has had quite a few women, and I doubt he even remembers which ones they are."

"No matter how long it takes, no matter how much it costs, you must find out for me." Zhou Changyan said domineeringly, "Send word to the gangs we're friendly with, and tell them I said it. Money is not a problem, just find the person for me."

Zhou Xiaokun nodded silently without saying anything.