Lin Yi burst into laughter after hearing this, “That does make sense.”
Yan Ci took a sip of her coffee and asked:
“What’s the situation with President Ji? Do we know if it’s a boy or girl?”
“Not clear for now, she hasn’t checked. Just letting fate decide,” Lin Yi replied.
“Let’s get down to business. What happened?”
“My venue got trashed,” Yan Ci said calmly.
“Who had the guts to trash your venue?”
“Someone called Zhou Chengtao,” Yan Ci replied.
“He’s very influential in Yanjing’s entertainment circle. Anything related to entertainment has to go through him. I didn’t collaborate with him this time, so he brought people over and wrecked the venue for my new movie press conference.”
Yan Ci remained composed as she succinctly explained what had happened.
“Zhou Chengtao?”
Lin Yi muttered, “Why does that name sound so familiar to me?”
“You’ve been to Yanjing so many times; maybe someone mentioned him to you, so you remember.”
“No.”
Lin Yi shook his head, furrowing his brow for a few seconds. “What the hell, this is way too coincidental.”
“What happened?”
“His wife seems to have just had a baby too, living in the same postpartum care center as us.”
“Huh?” Yan Ci froze. “Are you sure?”
“I’m very sure,” Lin Yi responded:
“Not only is his wife living in the same care center, but his people also trashed my two cars. I haven’t even dealt with him for that yet, and now he’s provoking you too.”
“They trashed your cars too?”
Lin Yi nodded and explained to Yan Ci what had happened to him.
After hearing it, Yan Ci burst into uncontrollable laughter, doubling over.
Provoking her was bullying the weaker opponent.
But antagonizing Lin Yi was sheer recklessness.
“Let’s go. I think they’re probably back. The two of us should pay them a visit.”
“Should I go, though? Wouldn’t it be awkward if your family saw me?”
“They’re on the 12th floor; we’re on the 13th. They won’t see us.”
Yan Ci thought for a moment. “Alright, let’s go.”
Having made up their minds, the two got up and headed to the postpartum care center.
At this moment, Zhou Chengtao and his closest subordinates were still at the care center.
With the space being large enough, there was room for more people to join them.
“Brother Tao, do you think that woman, Yan Ci, will come to pay up?” the Bald man asked.
“Doesn’t matter.” Zhou Chengtao was arranging mahjong tiles, a cigarette dangling from his mouth:
“Unless she doesn’t plan on hosting press conferences in Yanjing anymore. If she does, I’ll trash every single one.”
“What about those people on the 13th floor? He beat up Wu Xiang, and we’ve got to settle this score,” the Bald man said.
Zhou Chengtao blew the ashes off the mahjong table and glanced at his watch.
“It’s just past 8 p.m. We’ll head up at midnight and kick them out. I’ll teach him the consequences of getting on my bad side!”
“Haha…”
The room erupted in laughter.
“That’s a great idea. We need to make them suffer tonight!”
Bang bang bang—
As they played mahjong, they heard someone knocking at the door.
“Who the hell dares to kick our door?!”
The Bald man immediately stood up, ready to open the door.
The others also paused to see who was outside.
Soon, the door was opened.
Seeing Lin Yi and Yan Ci standing outside, Zhou Chengtao and his men froze for a moment.
If it were just one of them, it would’ve seemed normal, but seeing these two unrelated individuals standing together, finding them here, felt bizarre.
The Bald man raised an eyebrow and looked at Yan Ci, “You two know each other?”