When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 248: Waiting for the Right Moment

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Chapter 248: Chapter 248: Waiting for the Right Moment

He exposed the entire scheme of copying the encryption system, including the implantation of a virus and the method of decryption, publicizing it all and forcing Lu Chen to take the initiative in dissolving the purchase and sales partnership with the audit company.

Pei Yan employed a kind of merciful tactic to save the audit company and also prevented Lu Chen from straying down the wrong path.

Yet there was one thing she didn’t understand.

Jiang Shuyao moved her somewhat numb limbs, turned her face toward Pei Yan, "According to what you said, the audit company was on the brink of collapse. Who would go to such lengths to acquire their financial data using such shady methods? What does the other party want?"

As soon as the question was raised, looking at a certain someone’s expression, it seemed she had touched on the crucial point.

Many men claim they prefer a simple woman.

Pei Yan, on the other hand, was grateful that her little girl was clueless when she should be but sharp when it came to using her brains.

It truly saves time talking to a smart person.

As the conversation reached a critical point, Pei Yan’s hand finally stilled, palm down on a certain proud part of the girl’s body, oblivious to her clenched teeth, he said,

"Earlier I mentioned the first joint venture company to negotiate with the audit company. Its abbreviation is HT, which over the past two years has acquired more than eighty leading mid-sized companies from provinces nationwide, all at a price ten times lower than market value."

Jiang Shuyao lacked knowledge in this area and wasn’t quite clear on what exactly it meant to buy more than eighty companies in two years at a price ten times lower than market value.

But since Pei Yan had made a point of specifying these figures, there was certainly more to it.

She asked, "How did HT manage to acquire so many companies at such a low price in such a short time? Even with a lot of money, it shouldn’t be that exaggerated."

Besides, integrating so many companies was no easy task; just consolidating the finances was a massive project.

Pei Yan said, "HT isn’t that large in scale; the actual controlling shareholder is an American-Chinese expatriate. Guess who it is."

American Chinese.

A name flashed through Jiang Shuyao’s mind almost instantly.

"Yuan Chong!"

She held her breath, her heart pounding.

Pei Yan scoffed, "Let’s make a bold assumption. If the audit company, on the verge of bankruptcy, had already become prey in HT’s bag and couldn’t be secured for half a year, what measures might HT take?"

Jiang Shuyao followed his train of thought downwards, as if glimpsing the entrance to the fog.

She murmured, "Leaving HT aside, considering Yuan Chong himself, he would definitely do everything in his power to achieve his goals, such as..."

"Such as obtaining the internal financial statements of the audit company through another channel, understanding their bottom line, and steadily applying pressure at the negotiation table to eventually achieve acquisition."

On a deeper level, with that financial data, the audit company would be like an egg without its shell—shareholders’ secret dealings, tax loopholes, and all hidden dirt would be fully exposed in the hands of HT.

If that were the case, not to mention at ten times below market value—even twenty times would seem feasible. Once the core interests were involved, the shareholders had no other choice but to grit their teeth and swallow their defeat.

With this said, many things had become clear.

Jiang Shuyao was somewhat frightened, "I can’t believe the person Lu Chen spoke of turned out to be Yuan Chong. He’s too terrifying. Just because you inadvertently interfered with his acquisition plan, he decided to seek revenge, kidnap me, and also Godmother..."

"But you said the forensic examination confirmed that Godmother indeed died by suicide. If Yuan Chong intended to harm Godmother, how did he manage to make someone willingly commit suicide?"

The air quieted down.

She could distinctly feel a change in Pei Yan’s aura.

Discussing this topic was undoubtedly torturing him.

Jiang Shuyao felt uneasy, burrowed her head into his chest a little more, and softly said, "Justice has long arms; wrongdoers will always be punished one day. What are you planning to do next? Count me in, and together we can gather evidence to bring Yuan Chong to justice."

All this was mere speculation and deduction on their part; without any concrete evidence, even if they managed to start an investigation, not finding anything substantial would only serve to alert the quarry and raise Yuan Chong’s guard.

Every meticulous plan has its oversights.

Pei Yan was waiting for an opportunity.

The ambition of HT was clear as day; old habits die hard. He was waiting for HT to encounter the next auditing firm.

Jiang Shuyao could probably understand the moves Pei Yan had made over the past year and their reasons.

To deal with someone like Yuan Chong, it wouldn’t work out in public. He had to hide in the shadows among the market crowds, biding his time to land a fatal blow.

It was a shame for Jiang Xubai, who was still dryly waiting to start a business with Pei Yan, ready to make a big splash.

How should she explain it to Jiang Xubai? It gave her a headache.

Actually, Jiang Shuyao had only guessed half right.

Pei Yan made quite a splash at the coding competition. With such a sharp nature and being the heir to Zhi Zhen Group, suddenly going incognito in the IT industry was bound to raise suspicion.

That night in the hospital, when Pei Yan agreed to Lu Chen’s five-year promise, it wasn’t just for Jiang Shuyao.

It was also to show Yuan Chong, to make him believe that he wouldn’t make any move within five years.

Lu Chen knew just how much Pei Yan loved Jiang Shuyao.

Not to get involved in the IT industry for five years, he was confident enough to guarantee that Pei Yan would do as he said.

But behind all the schemes and tricks, he underestimated the possessiveness in the bones of a man who once suffered from rage disorder.

If Pei Yan really thought he had done anything to Jiang Shuyao, it wouldn’t end with just breaking a finger.

Perhaps Lu Chen forgot that during the high school basketball league, Liang Zixiao merely teased Jiang Shuyao a little and almost got beaten into cerebral palsy by Pei Yan.

His love for her was borderline pathological – even if he had to rot in jail for life, anyone who dared to touch his people would end up dead or disabled.

In fact, that night, Lu Chen did nothing but silently sit by the bed, leaning over to sniff the fragrance in her hair, cherishing the rare moment of tenderness.

Just for smelling, he lost a finger – he found it rather pathetic himself when he spoke of it.

However, one day in the future, when Lu Chen realized the five-year promise was just a self-deceiving joke, who knew how he would react.

He would probably go mad.

The night was deep. Pei Yan didn’t speak for a long time. Jiang Shuyao, nestled in his arms, was getting sleepy and finally couldn’t hold up any longer, mumbling, "Let’s stop here for today, we’ll discuss the specifics when I get back from the Capital."

She had made toppling Yuan Chong a top priority in life.

Pei Yan held her and lay down on his side, casually turning off the light. In the darkness, he asked the back of her head, "Have romance novels taught you how to date?"

"..."

Jiang Shuyao forced her eyelids open, and huffed, "You’re overthinking it. I read campus romance, where the main characters are only in their senior year of high school, still young."

"Love between a man and a woman, what does it have to do with age? I’m a living example."

Tsk.

Such thick skin.

Jiang Shuyao spoke without words, "Let’s sleep, I’m too tired to talk to you."

Actually, on further thought, the male lead in that campus novel was really on par with Pei Yan, with a mind full of nonsense and endless flirty talk, causing no small trouble.

What was it called again?

"Little Green Plum, She’s a Tough Chase"...

And another one, "Clearly His Heart Flutters," by the same author, both were quite good.