After a conversation, Jian Zhou said, "Let's meet on the top floor of Hengmao Hotel tonight!"
After hanging up the phone, Jian Zhou checked his contacts and made another call.
Jiang Ling, holding a lunchbox, came over and asked curiously, "Not eating properly, who are you calling?"
Jian Zhou smiled and vaguely replied, "No one, just a casual call."
"Oh?" Jiang Ling was skeptical. "A casual call, why so secretive?"
"It's not because I'm afraid of disturbing your meal," Jian Zhou smiled. "Let's eat, let's eat, there's a big event this afternoon."
Hearing this, Jiang Ling didn't press further and continued to eat her rice.
At eleven o'clock that night, Jian Zhou, dressed in casual wear, arrived at the top floor of the nearby Hengmao Hotel.
Pushing the door open, he saw a man in a suit holding a glass of red wine, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly admiring the night view.
Hengdian is a major filming location for domestic historical dramas. As night fell, the lights one by one lit up.
Standing at a high point in the hotel, gazing at Hengdian, gave one a sense of traversing through the magnificent sceneries of the Han and Tang dynasties.
With the sound of footsteps, the man in the suit slowly turned around and smiled at Jian Zhou, "Second Young Master is indeed punctual, you said eleven o'clock and you've arrived right on time."
Jian Zhou's expression was indifferent, "We agreed on a time, so naturally I'll be punctual. I detest unpunctual people the most."
"What a coincidence, me too!"
The man in the suit looked at Jian Zhou, smiled, downed the wine in his glass, and then casually placed the empty glass aside.
"Tell me, why did you ask me to come here, and how can I help you?" Jian Zhou got straight to the point.
"How did Second Young Master know you were looking for me to ask for a favor?"
"I guessed."
"You guessed correctly. I indeed have something to ask of you today," the man in the suit said seriously.
"What do you want to do?" Jian Zhou asked.
"I hope you can lend me a hand, to help me quickly defeat Shen Mingjue and take over the entire Shen Group," the man in the suit said, gritting his teeth word by word.
Jian Zhou asked in surprise, "Old Master Shen personally facilitated your marriage to Miss Mei's family, clearly intending to arrange for you to inherit the Shen family. Since he has this intention, you should just wait patiently. Why the rush to use external forces?"
Shen Minghuang's hatred erupted, "Although Grandpa is old, he is still very healthy. Who can outlast whom is yet to be determined. The longer it drags on, the more changes can occur. I can't wait that long. I want the Shen Group now."
Seeing his extreme hatred and malice, though he didn't understand why, Jian Zhou's expression remained calm as he asked, "How are you so sure I will help you?"
Shen Mingjue looked at Jian Zhou and said firmly, "Because we have someone we both dislike."
Upon hearing this, Jian Zhou burst into laughter, "That's a good reason, but not sufficient."
Shen Minghuang further elaborated, "I hate Shen Mingjue. You like Jiang Ling so much, you must also want to get revenge for the time when she was slandered all over the internet and ruthlessly abandoned by Shen Mingjue. Since we both have common goals, why not cooperate?"
Jian Zhou, however, said, "There are many ways I can get revenge on Shen Mingjue. A mere flick of my finger can make him uncomfortable and embarrassed. Why would I need your help?"
Shen Minghuang chuckled, "Because only I can cause him the most pain. A stab from an enemy is physical pain, but a stab from a loved one is both physical and emotional pain. Moreover, Shen Mingjue and I have been in open and secret conflict for many years, and it's already a fight to the death. If I snatch the Shen Group, which he already considers his, he'll be furious."