Chapter 38: We’ve Been Set Up
In the end, Chen Xue Wen bought both arcades for just five yuan.
When Zhou Jing Hui signed the contract, his fingers trembled.
He was furious!
To be honest, if Chen Xue Wen had outright taken them for free, Zhou Jing Hui wouldn’t have been this mad. But offering five yuan? That was a slap to the face!
Yet, even so, Zhou Jing Hui held back his anger. After all, he had endured this long—there was no reason to ruin everything at the last moment.
After signing, Chen Xue Wen grinned. “Brother Hui, much appreciated.”
“When the grand opening happens, you must come to support us!”
Zhou Jing Hui forced a smile. “Of course.”
With a few more pleasantries exchanged, Chen Xue Wen was about to leave when his eyes landed on two bottles of wine on the table. His expression brightened instantly.
“Lai Hou, grab those bottles.”
“These were specially brought by Brother Hui for me. A token of his kindness.”
“Even if I don’t drink them, I’ll place them at home and admire them every day—just to remember our friendship, right, Brother Hui?”
Zhou Jing Hui pressed his hands against the table, his nails digging in, making a creaking sound. His forehead veins bulged visibly.
Still, he forced another smile. “Right. Exactly.”
Lai Hou quickly packed up the bottles, following Chen Xue Wen out with an excited grin.
Just as they stepped out, a loud crashing sound came from inside the room.
Lai Hou flinched. “What was that?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “Breaking plates.”
Inside the private room, shattered dishes covered the floor. The entire table was a mess.
Zhou Jing Hui stood at the edge, shaking with rage.
Beside him, Little Ma lowered his head, his face pale. He had never seen Zhou Jing Hui this furious before.
“Brother Hui, Chen Xue Wen is too damn arrogant!” Little Ma gritted his teeth. “If you hadn’t given me that look earlier, I would’ve stabbed him right then and there!”
Zhou Jing Hui didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he walked over to the window, watching Chen Xue Wen and Lai Hou drive away. His expression grew colder.
“Little Ma, you did the right thing by not making a move.”
“This morning, I got word that this kid, Chen Xue Wen, crippled Scarface all by himself when he was in prison.”
“Even Scarface’s crew was completely subdued by him.”
Little Ma’s eyes widened. “Scarface!?”
“No way…”
Scarface was a known figure in the underworld—not much weaker than Little Ma himself.
Zhou Jing Hui shot Little Ma a deep look, his voice turning even icier. “And the most crucial thing—after crippling Scarface, injuring multiple inmates, and escaping prison… he walked away completely unscathed. No charges. No consequences.”
“Do you understand what that means?”
Little Ma inhaled sharply. Even if he wasn’t the brightest, he could see that Chen Xue Wen must have powerful backing.
“Brother Hui… what if he comes back to cause trouble for us?”
Zhou Jing Hui sneered. “That’s exactly why I gave him those arcades.”
“I’ve told you before, the best way to deal with someone… is to let others do it for you.”
“Those two arcades are a ticking time bomb.”
“I want to see if he can handle them.”
…
When Chen Xue Wen got home, Li Er Yong and Li Tie Zhu were already waiting anxiously.
Seeing Chen Xue Wen and Lai Hou return unscathed, their worry turned into joy.
“Xue Wen, Hou, are you two okay?” Li Er Yong asked excitedly.
Lai Hou grinned. “Of course! Not only are we fine, but we struck gold!”
Li Er Yong frowned. “Gold? What do you mean?”
Excited, Lai Hou retold the events in detail.
By the end, Li Er Yong was left gaping, especially at the part where Chen Xue Wen bought two arcades for just five yuan.
“Five yuan? You’re serious?”
Li Er Yong looked at Chen Xue Wen in disbelief.
Lai Hou shoved the contract into his hands. “See for yourself!”
After scanning it, Li Er Yong was both shocked and ecstatic. “This… this is real!?”
“Damn! Those arcades now belong to you?”
“Xue Wen, how the hell did you pull this off? Zhou Jing Hui isn’t someone who gives away money. Why would he let go of them like this?”
But Chen Xue Wen’s expression remained serious. He raised a hand. “Don’t celebrate just yet.”
“These arcades… there’s something off about them.”
Lai Hou paused. “Off? What do you mean?”
“Zhou Jing Hui said it himself. Great location, fully equipped, rent paid for a year—ready to operate. That’s too convenient.”
“And his patience today was unnatural.”
“I tested him multiple times, trying to provoke him. Yet, he never lost his temper. That’s not normal.”
“If he’s suppressing his anger this much, it means he’s planning something. He wants to trap us.”
Lai Hou and Li Er Yong exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions turning grim.
Especially Li Er Yong, who knew Zhou Jing Hui well enough to be sure—the man was never this generous.
Lai Hou flipped through the contract, muttering, “What kind of trap could be in an arcade?”
“They’re fully operational, in a prime spot—what could go wrong?”
At that moment, Li Er Yong suddenly remembered something. His face fell.
“Where exactly are these arcades located?”
Lai Hou shrugged. “Old Square.”
“It’s one of the busiest spots in Peaceful City.”
Li Er Yong’s expression changed drastically. He snatched the contract. “Are you sure?”
“It really says Old Square?”
Lai Hou pointed at the location on the document. “Yeah, it’s written clearly.”
Li Er Yong stared at it, his jaw slackening.
He collapsed onto a chair, silent for a long moment before cursing, “That bastard Zhou Jing Hui… he totally set us up!”
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