"What did you find?" Wei asked his assistant, Fu Renshu, who was standing before him in his study in attention.
Last night, he got urgent orders from Wei to find everything he could about Jiang Shan. He didn't know the whole history, but Wei concisely explained it to him, keeping it as short as possible.
"As expected, Boss, it is quite challenging to dig about his accident that happened almost more than forty years back. There is no information with the cops because neither they had a good system in place to record such cases at that time, and Jiang Zemin has also bribed them not to investigate. From some of the locals' testimony at that time, we know that the car crashed and caught on to a fire. But how many survived…"
Wei nodded.
He had expected as much.
"Boss, from what I got to know about Jiang Shan's personality, I don't think his wife and son would have survived. I mean even if they did, he would have only thought of saving himself."
"Agreed," he tilted his head, "Grandma said that Grandpa disappeared one and a half years after the day he died. He took quite a while to kidnap him."
"Boss, that means he was recuperating in some hospital. Maybe he was in a coma and he woke up around that time."
"Yes. Or maybe a bit before till he formed a small local gang of his and they kidnapped Grandpa. Then he left the country."
Fu Renshu said, "Indeed. There are high chances that he left abroad to formally form his own Underworld if he had to fight against Jiang Zemin. He couldn't do that if he stayed in the country. But there are two questions. Which country he fled to and why didn't he attack us for so long?"
Wei narrowed his eyes.
Indeed it was strange. If Jiang Shan wanted to have all the power back, he would have done so in Jiang Weizhe's generation. But his time as the Mafia King passed by with nothing much happening. Jiang Weizhe was never threatened or attacked.
Now Jiang Shan would be almost around Old Madam's age, perhaps a few years older, maybe in his late seventies. How much more was he going to wait at this age when the possibility of his natural death was creeping closer?
Wei icily said, "We can expect some action from his side this time. He has hardly any years left at this age. Tell everyone in the Underworld to have their eyes and ears on any news related to other gangs especially from outside China."
"Yes, Boss!"
Fu Renshu's phone rang at the same time. He saw an incoming call from his house and he frowned.
"Boss…"
"I don't mind," Wei said.
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"Thank you, Boss."
He picked up the call and Meng Ya's voice immediately burst through his ears. "How dare you, hooligan! You kept all my clothes in a pathetic corner in your cupboard! You have such a huge cupboard and my clothes are just pitifully sitting at one side, eating dust! I condemn this unfair treatment!"
"..."
"You called me in the middle of my work to complain about your clothes?"
"Excuse me? Whose fault is it? If not for your childhood friend who is forcing us to stay in one room, would I even bother to look at your face? You even made me sleep on the couch while you enjoyed sleeping on the bed! My back is hurting like hell. And now I don't even get a fair place innge cupboard! Do you not have any delicacy at all! No wonder you are still single."
Fu Renshu gritted his teeth.
"If I may remind you then it's you who started all this by declaring yourself as my girlfriend."
"S-So what?" Her face flushed red at the other end. "You supported me all this time. You ate the dinner feast I made and joined me with all my lies! Now you are equally responsible for carrying this through the end!"
Fu Renshu seriously thought about his sanity.
Why the hell did I support all this?
"Hmph! If your childhood friend didn't act so arrogant, I wouldn't have to trouble myself!"
Fu Renshu raised his brow. "Hooo...so she is arrogant, huh?"