Plunder-Chapter 55 - Reaping Such a Big Melon

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Reaping Such a Big ‘Melon

Chapter 55 -55: Reaping Such a Big ‘Melon

“Qiao En didn’t tell you, did she? She injured someone, and that person is still in the ICU. She ran away fast, but they’re holding Tianyu responsible. Manager Xu is still detained at the police station, and the whole company is in chaos. If I weren’t protecting her for your sake, she would have been arrested already.”

An Jinhua shrugged his shoulders, showing helplessness.

He said half, leaving the other half for Zhou Jin’an to weigh.

Qiao En had caused a disaster, and it was not a small one; he couldn’t necessarily cover for her.

The other party wouldn’t let things rest; whether they wanted a lion’s share or were intent on mutual destruction was hard to say.

All things considered, two million was not enough to sever ties completely.

Zhou Jin’an was a wise man; he understood the implications of An Jinhua’s words.

He just didn’t want to let Qiao En go.

Zhou Jin’an pulled out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, took one out, lit it, and the glowing ember flickered dimly then brightly.

He didn’t speak, and An Jinhua didn’t either.

When he finished the cigarette, Zhou Jin’an asked, “Who was injured?”

“The owner of Jinxiu Villa.”

“Which hospital?”

“Ronghe.”

After asking, Zhou Jin’an turned and left,

but An Jinhua called him back.

“Director Zhou, your check!”

An Jinhua held the check between two fingers, smiling with deep meaning.

Zhou Jin’an grabbed the check and turned to exit the conference room.

Leaving An Corporation’s building, Zhou Jin’an instructed, “Go to Ronghe.”

Ronghe is the most upscale private hospital in Rong City, with a collection of the nation’s top medical professionals, located on the southern outskirts of the city, backed by mountains and facing the lake, with beautiful scenery.

It has one peculiar rule: no walk-in consultations.

A common cold or fever could cost thirty to fifty thousand just for a stay.

For more severe conditions, three to five million might not suffice.

Ordinary people couldn’t afford to go there.

Over time, it had become a money pit for the rich and powerful.

Qiu Zeming ran Rong City’s largest leisure villa, which appeared to be highly profitable. However, Cheng Lu had investigated; he was not careful with money, lived recklessly, the couple was estranged, and his wife even supported a young lover on the side.

Jinxiu Villa, in fact, was just a shell.

Without money, he still came to Ronghe to show off; he was clearly planning to make Qiao En a scapegoat.

Zhou Jin’an knew the director of Ronghe Hospital, and had alerted him in advance; he didn’t need to go through any procedures upon arrival.

Qiu Zeming was indeed in the ICU, but the circumstance wasn’t as serious as An Jinhua had described.

When Zhou Jin’an arrived, Qiu Zeming’s woman was cradling her phone, nestled on the sofa by the window, chatting away.

She was in her forties, middle-aged and plump, with three or four layers of fat stacked above her waist. Her face lacked wrinkles, all due to technology and heavy cosmetics.

She cooed in a high-pitched voice, “Baby, I miss you, shall we meet at the usual place tonight?”

Cheng Lu, trailing behind Zhou Jin’an, felt goosebumps all over.

The woman didn’t notice anyone behind her; while cooing, she smacked her lips continuously into the phone.

Suddenly, she turned her head and startled, nearly dropping her phone.

“You must be Mrs. Qiu? We’re friends of Mr. Qiu. We heard he was hospitalized, so we came to visit,”

Cheng Lu said.

The woman hastily picked up her phone, hung up the call, and looked at them suspiciously.

“Who are you to Old Qiu?”

She was clever, cautiously probing.

“Fair-weather friends,”

Zhou Jin’an responded indifferently.

He was Handsome, tall, and slender; although his face was somewhat cold, his refined demeanor was unmistakable, belonging to the category of those who practiced restraint.

Exactly to Mrs. Qiu’s taste.

She boldly moved closer to Zhou Jin’an, putting on a pitiful face.

“Thank you for visiting Old Qiu. He’s unlucky, injured by a young woman. If something happens to him, leaving us widowed and orphaned, how could we go on?”

She shrieked and lunged towards Zhou Jin’an, attempting to embrace him.

Zhou Jin’an reacted swiftly, stepping back quickly. The woman lunged at empty air, dropped to her knees, and fell face first into the ground.

“Mrs. Qiu, you are too polite, making such a grand gesture. We cannot accept this. We were just passing by and decided to visit Mr. Qiu; if he’s alright, we’ll visit another day!”

Cheng Lu said with a smile.

Zhou Jin’an gave him a look, then started walking out.

Feeling thwarted, the woman reluctantly got up from the ground and tried to stop them again.

“You’re leaving just after you arrived? Oh dear, if Old Qiu finds out I neglected his friends, he would definitely be upset. Look, it’s mealtime. How about this, let me treat you to a meal, the restaurant here is quite good.”

Cheng Lu timely held her back.

“Mrs. Qiu, you are too kind. We have an appointment, perhaps another day.”

“No day like today, let’s do it today.”

Mrs. Qiu didn’t want to let go of the “fat meat” that had come to her lips and tried to insist they stay.

But she was pulled back by Cheng Lu, helplessly watching Zhou Jin’an walk away.

Downstairs in the hospital ward, Zhou Jin’an stood tall, and Cheng Lu let go of Mrs. Qiu and followed him.

“Director Zhou, aren’t we going to talk to her about reconciling?”

Cheng Lu was full of doubts.

“No need now, find out who that darling of hers is.” Zhou Jin’an said.

Gaining such a big “melon” unexpectedly, Zhou Jin’an would not miss out on it.

“Yes, Director Zhou.”

Cheng Lu nodded.

That afternoon.

Qiao En’s father fell asleep while her mother dozed off on the couch.

Qiao En picked up a basin and went to the laundry room to wash her father’s dirty clothes.

After finishing hanging the clothes, she returned but bumped into Nana and Keke appearing in her father’s ward.

“Sister Qiao En.”

Keke spoke sweetly, getting to her feet and grabbing Qiao En’s arm as she returned.

“Sister Qiao En, you’re too much of a stranger. We are all sisters here. With such a big issue happening in your family, why didn’t you tell us?”

She hadn’t been close to Qiao En and often sided with others against her.

But now, she affectionately clung to Qiao En as if they were real sisters.

A bad premonition welled up inside Qiao En. Just as she was about to shake off Keke’s hand, Nana stood up.

She usually adopted a cool demeanor but now seemed like a completely different person.

She took hold of Qiao En’s other arm. “Qiao En, don’t be afraid. We are in public relations, not prostitutes. That Mr. Qiu obviously wants to blackmail you. We sisters will definitely back you up.”

“Bang!”

Qiao En’s mother dropped the fruit platter she was holding.

Her face turned pale, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. “En, aren’t you working as a secretary in a big company?”

“Aunty, didn’t sister Qiao En tell you? She is now our company’s top public relations officer. But don’t get the wrong idea. We’re not prostitutes. We only accompany clients to meals and drinks, and occasionally hang out.”

Keke casually explained.

Before she could finish her sentence, Qiao En’s mother blacked out and collapsed to the floor.

Qiao En rushed over, “Mom—”

She shook her mother’s shoulders, but her mother had fainted and couldn’t be roused.

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“Sister Qiao En, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize Auntie didn’t know.”

Keke pouted innocently and apologized.

Nana crossed her arms and snapped, “You talk too much!”

“Weren’t you talking too?” Keke shot back.

“Get out!”

Qiao En, without turning, commanded coldly.

The two exchanged a glance, seeming pleased with themselves, and quickly left the room.

When it rains, it pours, and when the boat is late, it meets head winds.

Was that person in such a rush to make a move to wipe her out completely?