Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 841: 837 Pleading

Chapter 841: Chapter 837 Pleading

“Mr. Ye, I’m begging you…”

The dignified CEO of Xie Group, presiding over assets worth billions, is now kneeling on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face. This scene, if witnessed by someone familiar, would undoubtedly leave them astounded.

Xie Zhiyuan only attended middle school. At the age of ten, he entered society, starting off in Chongqing, carrying a shoulder pole to deliver goods for others to make a living. He worked hard, willing to take on tough jobs, soon earning his first bucket of gold, then venturing into small businesses. He was ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself. Through arduous efforts over thirty years, he managed to build a vast business empire.

Among Chongqing’s local business circle, Xie Zhiyuan earned the nickname “Xie the Madman.” The fervor he showed during his relentless money-making endeavors was terrifying just to behold.

But at this moment, this “Xie the Madman,” a business tycoon who single-handedly clawed his way from society’s lowest tier to the upper echelons, was crying like a child in front of Ye Fan.

It wasn’t for himself, nor for the company, but solely for his wayward son.

He wants to save his son’s life.

Parental love is universal.

Mo Xiaoyan felt uneasy, tugged Ye Fan’s hand, hesitated for a moment, then said, “Sis, brother-in-law, will you…”

Ye Fan slowly inhaled, looked at Xie Zhiyuan, glanced at this man who resembled his father in age, and coldly stated, “Xie Liping is in trouble today because he brought it upon himself!”

“No, no, no,” Xie Zhiyuan shook his head and said, “It’s my fault. When I was young, I was scared of poverty, understood the taste of being poor, and didn’t want my son to suffer. I’ve always given him the best, spoiling and pampering him no matter what mistakes he made, which led to his arrogance and lawlessness. All of this is my fault!”

Xie Zhiyuan’s voice choked, tears flowing uncontrollably.

He suddenly grasped Ye Fan’s hand, “Mr. Ye, I’m begging you, I only have this one son! If he dies, I won’t live either!”

Seeing Ye Fan unmoved, Xie Zhiyuan turned to Mo Xiaoyan, clutching her hand tightly, crying, “Xiaoyan, help Uncle, help Liping. He’s always liked you; everything he’s done is because he likes you! He even told me before, his whole life, he’ll marry no one else but you!”

“Uncle Xie, please don’t do this.” Seeing Xie Zhiyuan’s pitiful state, Mo Xiaoyan felt uneasy.

Xie Zhiyuan cried while speaking, “I don’t hope for Liping to be acquitted, just that he won’t receive the death penalty, even a life sentence would be better!”

He suddenly remembered something, quickly said, “The reason for this ordeal is because Liping tampered with the cosmetics factory’s accounts. Since Mr. Ye doesn’t want money, I’ll give my utmost, fully support Mo Yan Group, and within three years—no, two years—ensure Mo Yan Group’s cosmetics sales rank top ten nationwide!”

He burst into another round of crying, “Mr. Ye, please help me, I really don’t want to see my child die before me!”

“Ah…” Ye Fan sighed and said, “Parental love is universal, I’ll help you this once.”

Xie Zhiyuan stared at Ye Fan in disbelief, a guttural sound in his throat, yet unable to utter a word.

Ye Fan took out his phone and, before Xie Zhiyuan, made a call to Luo Guozhong, quickly connected, and Ye Fan activated speaker, “Director Luo, it’s Ye Fan.”

Over the other end, Luo Guozhong was evidently surprised, saying, “Mr. Ye, what can I do for you?”

His words seemed overly formal, Ye Fan promptly replied, “Director Luo, you’re too kind. I’m calling to ask about Xie Liping’s situation.”

Luo Guozhong chuckled, “About that boy’s matter, rest assured, Mr. Ye. He’s involved in multiple economic crimes with solid evidence…”

Ye Fan interrupted Luo Guozhong, “Law above emotion, everything should proceed legally. I’m having dinner with Mr. Xie Zhiyuan, so I won’t disturb your busy work, Director Luo.”

Over the line, Luo Guozhong paused, “Mr. Ye, your meaning…”

No need to spell it out, conveying the intent was enough.

Ye Fan’s key words lay in “having dinner with Mr. Xie Zhiyuan.”

If negotiations were unsettled, if they were mortal enemies, why have a meal?

Luo Guozhong paused, seemingly understanding, abruptly changed the subject, “Oh, by the way, Mr. Ye, your car is repaired, I’ll have someone bring it to Mingde County today.”

“Thanks for the trouble, Director Luo.” Ye Fan said, hanging up, while Xie Zhiyuan beside had become dumbstruck.

Xie Zhiyuan could recognize Luo Guozhong’s voice, having put in tremendous effort connecting with him, only to be met with rejection, yet Ye Fan’s call had others addressing him as “you,” and following his “instructions.”

Ye Fan stored away the phone, “Director Luo knows what to do, stop pestering us anymore.”

He then turned to Mo Xiaoyan and said, “Xiaoyan, let’s go.”

The two stepped out of the cafe, Ye Fan gazed at the county streets under the summer sun, suddenly asking, “Xiaoyan, do you think I’ve been too merciful?”

“No way!” Mo Xiaoyan grasped Ye Fan’s arm, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, happily saying, “Brother-in-law, you’re generous, kind-hearted, and compassionate!”

“Alright, alright, stop flattering me.” Ye Fan withdrew his arm, saying, “If there’s nothing else, go back to the factory and stay busy. With the help of an old fox like Xie Zhiyuan from the business world, I believe your Mo Yan Group is bound for success! Alright, I’m heading back to work now.”

“Brother-in-law, you’re so good to me!” Mo Xiaoyan said, “I’ll take you over.”

“No need, I’ll catch a cab back.” Ye Fan said, not waiting for Mo Xiaoyan to respond, he stepped to the roadside and hailed a taxi to leave.

Watching the taxi depart, Mo Xiaoyan stomped her foot, “Humph, nasty brother-in-law, always trying to avoid me!”

Mo Xiaoyan angrily got in her car, slammed the door shut, steering onto the main street, heading towards the planning district.

Inside the cafe, Xie Zhiyuan suddenly burst into laughter, but as he laughed, tears fell again. He stuffed the scattered checks, property certificates, and stock transfer agreements back into his bag.

Having experienced life’s extreme ups and downs within minutes, Xie Zhiyuan clutched his bag under his arm, walked briskly outside, smiling at everyone he encountered, some smiled back, others ignored him, some responded, “lunatic.”

It takes all kinds to make a world.

Mo Xiaoyan drove back to the planning district’s chemical factory, strolled around the production area, then returned to the office building, convened the department leaders for a meeting, summarized, and assessed the results of the first-phase promotion. In the conference room, everyone’s face glowed with excitement and joy.

The first phase of promotion was basically complete, and results were surprisingly good, exceeding everyone’s expectations.

If developments continue like this, the cosmetics project will undoubtedly be very successful.

“However, President Mo,” the Marketing Department Manager stood up, saying, “Although the first promotion phase was successful, the spending was equally high. We spent over six million just on TV ads, and our disposable funds are dwindling. For a second-round promotion, I’m afraid…”