N-M Chapter 82: A Worthy Opponent, Planning Ahead
Chapter 82: A Worthy Opponent, Planning Ahead
Lin Bei escorted the law enforcement officers to the door. As the two men walked halfway down the stairs, the leader turned back and said:
"Your store is the most standardized one I've checked recently. Keep up the good work."
Lin Bei nodded and smiled, then reached out and closed the door.
In the living room, Lin Jianjun stood beside the coffee table, looking at the stack of neatly arranged quality inspection reports on the table, and then looked up at the direction of the door.
He picked up a fabric testing form from the table, flipped through it, then put it back. Turning to Lin Bei, he asked, "When did you prepare all this?"
Lin Bei: "We prepared for it when we opened the shop."
"After all, this is a legitimate business, and nothing that should be missing is necessary."
He closed the folder and put it back on the bookshelf next to him.
Lin Jianjun did not speak again.
He picked up the enamel mug he usually used for tea from the coffee table, lowered his head, and took a sip.
He turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Lin Bei noticed that Lin Jianjun's lips twitched slightly just now.
That expression seemed to have appeared only a few times in his memory.
The last time it appeared was when Lin Bei took the admission notice home.
The last time was when he was very young, and he got first place in the class.
Lin Bei stood by the window for a moment.
The time between the report and his meeting with Zhou Minghui was only one day.
Lin Bei was well aware of just how low the probability of this coincidence was.
He took out his phone, found Boss Wu's number, typed a few words, and sent them:
[Angkor, recently the factory's quality control process has added an extra layer of checks. For every batch shipped, a separate copy of the test report is kept on file.]
"This period may be turbulent."
After sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket.
Just because there were no problems today doesn't mean there won't be any problems next time.
The fact that Zhou Minghui was able to figure out the store's positioning and main product categories within two days, and find the business registration channels for reporting, shows that he has professionals behind him helping him investigate.
Next time he might try a different perspective.
Taxation, fire safety, copyright, portrait rights—any one of these areas could be used as a breakthrough point.
He needs to figure out what the Zhou family fears most before his weaknesses are exploited.
……
In a hotel suite.
Zhou Minghui stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, toying with a golf ball in his hand.
The city lights twinkled outside the glass window, but he wasn't in the mood to look at them.
The phone call he just received made him very uncomfortable.
The results of the complaint to the Industry and Commerce Bureau are in: Beifeng Store has all the necessary permits and the quality inspection report is in order, so no case can be filed for punishment.
He twirled the golf ball in his palm, his face grim and unpleasant.
After a while.
Zhou Minghui's five fingers tightened suddenly.
With a soft "snap," the golf ball was clenched in a fist.
Zhou Minghui realized that he had underestimated this poor young man who sold lingerie.
It wasn't because the other person was so capable, but because he was meticulous in his work.
An 18-year-old who just graduated from high school opened an online store less than a month ago, and the store has all the necessary documents, including the business license, quality inspection report, and purchase invoices.
Everything was perfectly in place, and there wasn't a single flaw to be found.
Zhou Minghui originally thought that a letter of complaint would be enough to destroy the other party.
As a result, the other party stood at the edge of the pit he dug, glanced at it, and then simply walked around it.
However, in essence, the other party was still a poor boy.
His father, Zhou Jianguo, had spent most of his life in the business world, and had influence in both the legitimate and underworld circles.
If you really wanted to crush a high school student from an ordinary working-class family, it wouldn't be much harder than crushing an ant.
The reason we failed today was entirely due to insufficient intelligence.
Because Zhou Minghui was unaware that Lin Bei had prepared all the necessary legal documents in advance.
This is due to his lack of information, not his lack of ability.
Therefore, before making his next move, he would thoroughly investigate Lin Bei's background.
Then try a different approach.
After a moment of contemplation, Zhou Minghui slowly walked to the table, picked up his phone, and made a call.
The call was quickly answered, and a familiar voice came through: "Young Master, what are your orders?"
Zhou Minghui said softly, "The information I found before wasn't detailed enough; I need more specific details."
"For example, who are the partners of his garment factory, and do they have any shady past?"
"Or maybe it's about him personally, whether he has any dirt on him, even the smallest thing, I'll dig it out for him."
"Yes, young master!" came the reply from the other end.
Zhou Minghui hung up the phone and stood by the window for a while longer.
Then, she bent down, picked up her suitcase from the sofa, opened the door, and went out.
At the hotel entrance, the doorman put Zhou Minghui's suitcase into the trunk.
Zhou Minghui opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, and immediately started the engine.
"Boom boom boom..."
The Porsche Cayenne drove out of the hotel parking lot, its headlights piercing the night, heading towards the highway toll station.
He needs to go back first to handle matters related to Zhou's Industrial Company.
But that doesn't mean the matter ends here.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Zhou Minghui watched the brightly lit city grow smaller and smaller behind him.
He gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he picked up his phone from the passenger seat and typed four words into his notes app:
[Lin Bei, take your time.]
He wasn't like Chen Junrong, a brainless thug who would use a stick to block someone and end up in the police station.
He has plenty of time and resources; he can take his time and play with others.
Did this poor kid named Lin Bei think that everything would be fine after blocking a letter of denunciation?
That only shows that he doesn't know how sophisticated the Zhou family's methods are in the business world.
The highway guardrails outside the car window rushed past, and the pointer on the dashboard steadily pointed to 120 mph.
Zhou Minghui took out the crumpled check from his pocket and glanced at the number on it, which was all scrambled together.
"Ha!" He sneered and threw the crumpled paper out of the car window.
If 300,000 isn't enough, then let's try a different approach.
When they meet again, he will have all the cards ready.
……
Before the news of Zhou Minghui's departure could reach Lin Bei's ears, Su Qianqian called first.
That morning.
Lin Bei was sitting in front of his computer, processing orders in the online store's backend.
The phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
Lin Bei picked up his phone, saw the caller ID, and immediately pressed the answer button.
"Lin Bei." Su Qianqian's soft voice came from the receiver.
"Hmm." Lin Bei nodded. "Is there something you need?"
Su Qianqian said, "Qingning told me the other day that Zhou Minghui seems to be causing you trouble."
"Is it because of me?"
Lin Bei asked, "How did you know?"
"Qingning said she saw it from her window. Zhou Minghui was blocking your way at the entrance of the community." Su Qianqian's tone carried a rare hint of urgency.
"This morning I had someone check his movements."
"He's already on the highway, leaving the city."