He was a reasonable person. Since no substantial harm had been done to Zhou Jinxu, a lesson was enough; there was no need to dwell on it.
"Fine. Since you've apologized, and out of respect for Mr. Jiang, I won't pursue this further."
"What about the compensation we discussed earlier?"
"I'll pay it now! Three million, not a cent less!"
Zhan Beijue turned to look at Zhou Jinxu.
Zhou Jinxu quickly took out his phone and showed his account number to Jiang Sicheng.
Soon, the money was transferred.
Zhan Beijue stood up and shook hands with Mr. Jiang.
"It's precisely because he's your only son that you should discipline him well."
"I'll give you the video for free. I hope Mr. Jiang will learn what it means to raise a child properly in the future."
A large group of people left the club.
Zhou Jinxu walked beside Zhan Beijue, gazing at his handsome profile.
For the first time in his life, he understood how Jiang Nanfang felt.
Some men were popular with women for a reason.
His charm was truly undeniable.
Zhan Beijue only stopped when he reached the car.
He glanced back at Zhou Jinxu and advised him.
"You're of age. Drink less alcohol and read more books from now on."
"Your brain isn't just for decoration. Before you try to solve a problem, think it through."
"I hope I won't have to clean up your messes again. I'm leaving."
The matter was resolved quite smoothly.
The driver asked Zhan Beijue if he was going home.
Thinking he had nothing to do at home, Zhan Beijue told the driver to drive on and called Zhou Jinbei.
Zhou Jinbei informed him that she had arranged to meet with several bank managers and was on her way to the hospital.
As she spoke, she greeted someone on the phone.
"Manager Hu. You're going out too?"
"I can't talk anymore, I'm getting in the elevator. I'll call you when the hospital is confirmed."
Manager Hu?
Zhan Beijue pondered for a moment and told the driver to drive to the Zhan Group.
He asked Acheng and Abiang to go back first.
The club wasn't far from the Zhan Group. Just as they reached the street below, Hu Jiasheng's car turned the corner.
Zhan Beijue had the driver follow, all the way to a hotel.
This was unexpected for Zhan Beijue.
What was he doing at a hotel during working hours?
The car was parked on the road in front of the hotel. The driver waited for Zhan Beijue's instructions, and Zhan Beijue waited to see who Hu Jiasheng would meet.
After about two minutes, a rose-pink Mercedes pulled up to the lobby entrance.
A valet rushed over, and a tall, beautiful woman emerged from the car.
She handed over the keys and entered the lobby without hesitation.
Zhan Beijue felt that this woman looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
After thinking for a while, he finally remembered.
This was Chen Jiaojiao, Lu Mingzhe's fiancée, who used to live with Jiang Nanfang.
He heard she had already returned to Jincheng, so why...
Could it be that she had something going on with Hu Jiasheng?
Zhan Beijue had the driver get out and follow Chen Jiaojiao to see which floor she went to.
Soon, the driver returned.
Chen Jiaojiao had gone to the top floor. He had already inquired at the front desk; Hu Jiasheng's room was also on the top floor.
The situation suddenly became intriguing.
How did these two seemingly unrelated people end up together?
Did Lu Mingzhe know about this?
He couldn't help but call Lu Mingzhe.
Lu Mingzhe rarely received calls from Zhan Beijue during working hours.
Seeing it was him, he was naturally delighted.
"Oh, why has President Zhan decided to call me at this hour? Any advice?"
"No advice, I need your help with something. Can you come out for a moment?"
"What's wrong? What can a psychologist like me do to help you? Are you having psychological problems?"
"That's right, I'm having psychological problems. I want to consult you about something. Please answer truthfully."
He's actively seeking psychological consultation?
Unbelievable.
Every time it was mentioned before, you used to mock me, saying psychologists just swindle people out of their money.
Lu Mingzhe chuckled, "Go ahead and ask, I'm all ears."
"When do you plan to get married?"
He never expected this question.
Lu Mingzhe frowned.
"Did my mother go to see you?"
"What's going on between you and that Chen Jiaojiao now?"
"It must have been my mother who contacted you. What did she say to you? Urging me to get married? That's funny. She doesn't have just me as a son, why is she always nagging me?"
Zhan Beijue ignored his grumbling.
"So? When exactly are you planning to marry Chen Jiaojiao?"
"Marry who?"
Lu Mingzhe sighed on the phone.
"You don't know, Chen Jiaojiao has already returned to Jincheng."
"Her father handed over the company to her to manage, and she's now dedicated to her career. She rarely even replies to my messages, let alone talk about marriage."
"That's rough? When you were in Nancheng, you helped her quite a bit. Isn't it a bit ungrateful to do this?"
Lu Mingzhe suddenly chuckled twice again.
"Speaking of which, I think I'm quite perverse. The more someone doesn't care about me, the more interesting I find them."
"I never had the intention of marrying her anyway, but now I'm determined that if I marry anyone in this life, it will be her."
"Since you're asking, Old Zhan, it's her birthday tomorrow. I'm planning to surprise her in Jincheng. Since you're bored, why don't you come along?"
Zhan Beijue couldn't help but feel sorry for this brainless romantic.
"What's the point? Bringing a third wheel along? What if she refuses to see you, won't that be too embarrassing?"
"Seeing without saying, that's what good friends do. Don't put it so bluntly."
Seeing his blissful expression, Zhan Beijue almost couldn't bear to let him face the truth.
"Fine, I'll accompany you on this trip. But before I help you, you need to do me a favor."
Soon, Lu Mingzhe also arrived at the hotel lobby.
Zhan Beijue was sitting in the lounge area, holding a financial magazine with a cup of coffee in front of him.
Lu Mingzhe sat down opposite him and immediately started teasing.
"Quite leisurely, aren't you? Coming to a hotel early in the morning for coffee. My mother really knows how to pick a place."
Zhan Beijue glanced at him and said nothing.
A waiter came over and asked if he wanted anything to drink. Lu Mingzhe waved his hand, indicating he didn't need anything.
Then he looked back at Zhan Beijue.
"Let's go. I'm here, what are you still waiting for?"
"Anyone who knows would understand you're waiting for me, but anyone who doesn't might think you've come to meet a lover."
"You're quite bold. Aren't you afraid Jiang Nanfang will misunderstand?"
Zhan Beijue still didn't speak, calmly continuing to read the magazine.
Seeing his sullen demeanor, Lu Mingzhe's smile faded.
"What's wrong? Why do you look so down? Did you have a fight?"
Only then did he put down the magazine and look at him with a languid gaze.
"Tell me, if Jiang Nanfang comes down from upstairs holding hands with another man later, should I go up and beat that man?"
What?
Lu Mingzhe never expected Zhan Beijue to call him over to solve this problem.
"Aren't you two inseparable, like two peas in a pod? Even if you died, she'd stay a widow for you forever. How..."