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Capítulo 19

Wei Boxi: "Mr. Feng, you're too kind. There is indeed something I'd like to ask you. I heard that you've been investigating a case from two years ago. To be honest, that case was somewhat related to me back then, and now two people connected to it have had accidents. I'd like to ask you what exactly happened?"

Feng Junzi was taken aback by Wei Boxi's directness and was momentarily speechless. He could only ask in return, "Indeed, I am very interested in what happened two years ago, and I have recently taken the time to do some investigation. But I wasn't targeting you, Mr. Wei; it was just a coincidence. Mr. Wei just mentioned that you are involved. What exactly happened? Did I accidentally offend you, Mr. Wei?"

At this moment, Li Datou interjected: "This matter has nothing to do with President Wei, but of course President Wei will care if someone in the company gets into trouble."

Wei Boxi interrupted Li Datou before he could finish speaking and said to Feng Junzi, "I can't say it has nothing to do with me. The matter started because of me. After all, it's a human life, and I feel very uneasy about it. So I came here today specifically to explain this matter."

Feng Junzi thought to himself, "You've asked me to explain this? How ridiculous—if you really want an explanation, you should go to the police." However, he said aloud, "Oh? Could Mr. Wei tell me what happened?"

Wei Boxi sighed and slowly addressed the assembled guests: "Two years ago, my mother was diagnosed with kidney failure. Her condition was already very serious; without an immediate kidney transplant, her life would be in danger. However, at that time, no major hospitals had a matching kidney donor, and we couldn't find one even when we contacted other places. I was very anxious, so I told my friends to keep an eye out for this. You know I'm a filial son, and I don't care how much money it costs for my mother's illness. Later, Xiao Li told me that a kidney donor had been found by Chen Xiaosan. I was overjoyed and didn't think about anything else. My mind was entirely focused on my mother's illness, so I immediately arranged for the surgery at the hospital."

Feng Junzi interjected, "Do you know how they got it?"

Wei Boxi sighed again, his expression heavy, and said, "I didn't know at the time. I just thought that Chen Xiaosan had bought it. Since he had bought it, I didn't ask any more questions. You know I was very busy at the time because of my mother's illness."

Feng Junzi said expressionlessly, "President Wei is indeed very busy and has some minor matters to attend to. So what brings you here today?"

Wei Boxi: "Recently, the brother of our company employee Chen Xiaosan died, and Chen Xiaosan later went insane. I asked Xiao Li to investigate what happened, but unexpectedly, he learned about a case from two years ago. Only then did I understand how Chen Xiaosan found a kidney donor back then. I was shocked and saddened. It was all caused by my mother's illness. The responsibility lies with me. The victim is no longer here, but I will do my best to make amends."

Feng Junzi secretly admired Wei Boxi's shrewdness. He spoke frankly without avoiding the issue, outwardly admitting fault while actually absolving himself of all responsibility. In fact, after Chen Yidao's death and Chen Xiaosan's madness, Feng Junzi had already anticipated this situation. He had even told Han Shuang that this matter alone wouldn't be enough to bring Wei Boxi down. However, Wei Boxi's brilliance lay in putting the matter on the table and stating it clearly, leaving no room for others to make a fuss. Feng Junzi kept his eyes fixed on Wei Boxi's expression, but Wei Boxi remained remarkably calm and his tone sincere.

Feng Junzi could only follow up with, "If President Wei wants compensation, he shouldn't be coming to me. That girl's name is Qiao Fangsi. He should go and comfort her family, but her family probably doesn't know about this."

Li Datou suddenly spoke up again: "It wasn't her family who contacted you? How did Mr. Feng find out about this? Did this Miss Han Shuang tell you?" After saying that, he squinted and looked Han Shuang up and down.

Han Shuang felt there was a lewd element in Li Datou's gaze, which seemed to linger on her face and chest, making her very uncomfortable. Feng Junzi also felt uncomfortable seeing Li Datou's gaze. He said seriously, "Miss Han Shuang is a friend I met by chance, and she happens to be somewhat related to this matter, but she has not said anything to me."

"How did Mr. Feng get involved in this matter? What exactly happened to Chen Yidao and Chen Xiaosan? What does this have to do with Mr. Feng? And what is your purpose?" Wei Boxi asked unhurriedly.

Feng Junzi secretly took a few deep breaths. Wei Boxi's question had finally hit the nail on the head; this was probably the purpose of his visit today. Feng Junzi thought to himself, "You deal with me in a straightforward way, so I'll deal with you in a straightforward way in return."

So he stood up, raised his glass, and said, "Weren't we here to drink? Come on, let me toast everyone first. After we finish, I'll tell you a story. Actually, it's not really a story, but a true story from my own experience. However, after you hear it, you might think it's a made-up story."

Everyone raised their glasses to drink, then sat up straight, their eyes fixed on Feng Junzi without speaking, clearly intrigued by his earlier words. Feng Junzi didn't sit down, but stood there with his hands behind his back, scanning the crowd before slowly saying, "This is a strange event I encountered in Qingdao this May. You may not believe what I'm about to tell you, but please don't interrupt me; let me finish..."

What Feng Junzi recounted next was bizarre, but he knew in his heart that he was telling the truth and hadn't lied to Wei Boxi at all. He started by telling ghost stories with his colleagues at the Haier Villa in Qingdao, then went on to describe how he entered the haunted alley, how he met Qiao Fangsi, how Piaopiao came to find him at the hotel that night, what they said, and the things she entrusted to him. He had never told anyone about this experience, not even Han Shuang.

Feng Junzi was very measured; his story only went up to his first breakup with Piaopiao in Qingdao, omitting everything that happened after he returned to Binhai. But even this short experience was bizarre enough. After Feng Junzi finished speaking, he observed the expressions on everyone's faces—Shi Dan's mouth was agape, Li Datou's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, Wei Boxi's face was ashen, his brows furrowed, and Han Shuang had unconsciously gripped Feng Junzi's hand tightly, looking at him with teary eyes.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Feng Junzi sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, raised it, and said, "My story is finished. Come on! Let's have another drink." Everyone seemed to snap out of their daze and mechanically raised their glasses to drink.

Li Datou was the first to react and speak: "This story is indeed unbelievable. So what happened next? What about Chen Yidao and Chen Xiaosan?"

Feng Junzi looked directly into Li Datou's eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't know too much about these things either, but I later ran into that female ghost Piaopiao again in Binhai. She asked me to ask this Miss Han Shuang a few questions, so I did for her. That's how I met Miss Han. As for how Chen Yidao died and how Chen Xiaosan went mad, I think it must be related to this female ghost. Otherwise, how would you all explain it?"

Feng Junzi clearly saw a flicker of fear in Li Datou's eyes and inwardly sneered. Li Datou raised his cup to drink, trying to hide his unease, but his hand trembled, and the cup fell to the table, spilling wine all over him. Of everyone present, only Feng Junzi understood that it was Piao Piao who had nudged him.

Wei Boxi quickly regained his composure, glanced at Li Datou with displeasure, and said to Feng Junzi with a normal expression, "So that's how it is. It's really hard to believe. But whether this is true or false, the purpose of my visit today is to explain things clearly. Now that the murderer has received his retribution, Mr. Feng can also give that female ghost an explanation."

Feng Junzi remained noncommittal. At this moment, Stan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up: "Brother Feng, President Wei has already made his point. I think you should stop pursuing this matter. Of course, I'm not saying this matter has anything to do with you, but let's leave it at that. Regardless of whether it had anything to do with you before, I think we should just let it go now."

Li Datou continued, "President Wei has always been magnanimous, but there's nothing Wei Da can't handle in Binhai. If anyone is deliberately trying to mess with Wei Da, they're probably not going to have a good ending."

Wei Boxi waved his hand to stop Li Datou from speaking, and said very gently to Feng Junzi and Han Shuang, "You can't say that. Everything comes down to reason. People like Chen Yidao and Chen Xiaosan really shouldn't have a good ending. Now that this matter is clear, I wonder if you two have any requests. Since I, Wei, have a responsibility, I will try my best to meet them."

Feng Junzi inwardly groaned. These three men—one with a painted face, one with a dark face, and one with a white face—were clearly well-prepared, working together in unison. It seemed impossible for him to pursue the matter of Piaopiao any further. At this moment, Han Shuang spoke up: "How Boss Wei wants to compensate Qiao Fangsi's family is none of our business. It's just that Qiao Fangsi's death was so unjust. Why are there always some people in the world who think they have the right to decide the life and death of others?"

Li Datou: "None of our business? Miss Han's words are quite interesting. It seems the two of you have a close relationship."

Wei Boxi suddenly said to Han Shuang, "Miss Han, you look so familiar. We seem to have met somewhere before. Oh! I remember now." Then he turned to Shi Dan and said, "Do you remember that day when a few of us accompanied Lao Dong to the nightclub, and Xiao Feng found the girl who accompanied Lao Dong back to the hotel? She looks exactly like this Miss Han. Could I have mistaken her for someone else?"

Feng Junzi maintained a composed expression, but inwardly felt deeply embarrassed. At the same time, he admired Wei Boxi. They had only briefly met a few months ago after a night of drinking, yet Wei Boxi had recognized him. It seemed Wei Boxi truly possessed exceptional abilities; he hadn't been naive for nothing. While he might have a photographic memory for a poem or essay he occasionally enjoyed, Feng Junzi was far inferior to Wei Boxi's ability to judge character. He hesitated, unsure how to respond.

At this moment, Han Shuang calmly replied, "Boss Wei did not mistake me for someone else. The girl that night was me. I was confused back then, but I am more sensible now."

Li Datou said, "So Miss Han has reformed. What a pity!" He glanced sideways at Feng Junzi as he spoke.

Seeing this, Feng Junzi had no choice but to speak. He couldn't target Shi Dan and Wei Boxi, so he said to Li Datou, "Brother Li, it seems you're not a very kind person. You can't stand seeing others reform. So turning over a new leaf is considered a pity. It seems you'll never be a good person. How many bad things have you done so far?"

Li Datou could only chuckle awkwardly and said, "Is Brother Feng a good person? He is indeed dashing and charming, I admire him!"

Feng Junzi: "A man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth has wasted his life, so what?"

Wei Boxi interrupted their sarcastic remarks, saying, "Brother, we haven't finished talking about serious matters yet."

Feng Junzi: "Boss Wei personally took action and made his point to this extent, what else can I do? I can guarantee that Miss Han has absolutely nothing to do with this matter, and I will not pay any attention to it, inquire about it, or mention it to anyone in the future. I keep my word. Let's raise a glass to everyone."

Wei Boxi and the others smiled and raised their glasses in return.

...

When Feng Junzi returned home, he found that the person who had been keeping watch downstairs was gone, which he considered expected. Upon entering the house, Piao Piao stomped her foot and sat in a corner, head down, ignoring Feng Junzi. Feng Junzi knew she was unhappy because he had promised Wei Boxi that day he wouldn't pursue the matter further. Feng Junzi sighed, walked over, bent down, and put his arm around Piao Piao's shoulder, saying softly, "Piao Piao, I know you're angry with me, but this is the only way. Continuing to pursue it will yield no results. If we want to deal with Wei Boxi, we have to find another way."

Piao Piao's shoulders trembled slightly. When she looked up, Feng Junzi saw her face streaked with tears. She sobbed as she said, "I know, you said long ago that Wei Boxi could cover everything up. Before, you could scheme against them step by step from the shadows, but now that you and Han Shuang have been exposed, continuing like this is a dead end. Actually, I'm already very grateful to you. We were complete strangers before, but you've done so much for me. My revenge is complete. I'm just a pitiful, lonely ghost, what else can I hope for?"

Feng Junzi felt even more sorry for Wei Boyi and comforted him, saying, "I said I would not pursue your matter anymore, but that doesn't mean I will let Wei Boyi go. Don't forget that I also said I would make Wei Boyi lose everything and ruin his reputation, so that he would experience what it's like to be a pitiful person. I always keep my word."

Piao Piao seemed very surprised, and for a moment forgot to cry. She looked at Feng Junzi and said, "What? You still want to deal with him? That's too dangerous, not worth it. I'm already very satisfied. Please don't take any more risks, okay?"

Feng Junzi: "Have you forgotten? I still have another score to settle. It's not that I'm not going to pursue your matter anymore, it's just that this path is blocked, and we need to find another way. Don't cry, I'll need your help in the future."

Piao Piao finally stopped crying, leaned forward slightly and gently snuggled into Feng Junzi's arms, whispering, "You're such a good person, but don't take too many risks. Let's take it slow. Bad people will get their comeuppance. Also, don't let Han Shuang take too many risks. You should pay more attention to her; she's been crying the whole way back."

Feng Junzi: "What? Han Shuang cried the whole way? How come I didn't know? When did it start?"

"When Han Shuangjie left, she was very happy and kept secretly smiling at you. But after Wei Boxi recognized her at the dinner table, she started crying non-stop and is still hiding in her room crying now."

Feng Junzi was deeply puzzled, because he hadn't seen Han Shuang laughing the whole time she left or crying the whole time she returned. He might not have noticed when she left because he was preoccupied, but after Wei Boxi recognized Han Shuang at the dinner table, he was worried she might be uncomfortable and had been carefully observing her expression. He found that from then until she got home, Han Shuang's expression was normal, even smiling; there wasn't a trace of crying on her face. So, curiously, he asked Piao Piao, "You saw Han Shuang crying, so what did you see in me? What was my expression at the dinner table?"

“Your expression remained natural, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but when Wei Boxi recognized Han Shuang, you seemed extremely embarrassed. Later, when you promised Wei Boxi that you would no longer pursue the matter against me, you had a sinister look on your face, glaring at him fiercely, as if you were about to pounce on him and strangle him.”

Feng Junzi was astonished. What Piaopiao said was exactly what he felt at the time. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized that the faces that Piaopiao, the ghost, saw were different from the faces that he, an ordinary person, saw. She saw the real faces behind people's masks!

Thinking of this, I was both surprised and delighted, and then asked Piaopiao, "So what were the expressions on the other people's faces at the table? Did you see them clearly?"

"Look closely, Shi Dan's face was always red, as if he had done something wrong. And Wei Boxi was always looking at you coldly. He only smiled after you promised him you wouldn't pursue the matter, but it seemed like he was mocking you. And that Li Datou was always lecherously staring at Sister Han Shuang."

Feng Junzi thought that this was indeed the case, and then asked, "What was the expression on Li Datou's face when he looked at me?"

"He seemed very angry and scared."

"And what about when he looked at Wei Boxi?"

"It only came to mind when you asked me that the strangest thing is that he seems to be more afraid of Wei Boxi. When Wei Boxi glances at him, his facial features almost contort."

Feng Junzi's heart skipped a beat. He thought that, logically, Li Datou shouldn't be so afraid of Wei Boxi. The fear in Piao Piao's eyes should be a deep-seated fear in a person's heart. If a person has something to fear, it must be because they have something to be ashamed of. Could it be that Li Datou has secretly done something to wrong Wei Boxi?

Just as he was lost in thought, Piaopiao spoke again: "I'm fine now, don't keep comforting me. Sister Han Shuang is crying harder and harder, you'd better go and see her."

In Feng Junzi's opinion, Han Shuang wasn't crying at all, but Piao Piao said she was crying, which meant she must be crying inside. Feng Junzi didn't really know how to handle this situation, so he could only bite the bullet and push open the bedroom door.

Although this was originally Feng Junzi's bedroom, he rarely came in after giving it to Han Shuang. Now, the room clearly carried a feminine scent, and Han Shuang sat on the bed, expressionless and lost in thought. Seeing Feng Junzi enter, she smiled faintly and asked, "I saw you were trying to appease Piaopiao earlier. Have you calmed the little girl down now? I know you have other ways to deal with Wei Boxi, don't you? What new idea have you come up with to ask me?"

Feng Junzi hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bedside and sat down next to Han Shuang. He said in his gentlest voice, "Han Shuang, don't be sad. I know you were upset on the way back. It's not worth it. There's no need to get angry with that kind of person."

Han Shuang, who had been smiling faintly, suddenly turned to a sad face after hearing Feng Junzi's words. She raised her fist and punched Feng Junzi in the chest, saying in a tearful voice, "Why are you so annoying? Can't you just pretend you don't know? Why do you have to make me cry?"

Feng Junzi felt a chill run down his spine and could only continue to speak softly, "I was wrong, but I don't want to see you hiding here sadly. They are not good people. You are a good person. Good people don't grieve for bad people. Please stop crying, okay?"

Han Shuang: "Do you think I'm crying for them? I'm crying for myself!"

Feng Junzi understood somewhat, but he could only pretend to be confused: "Aren't you doing fine?"

Han Shuang: "Am I really that good? Are you telling the truth? Actually, you're just like those other people, you all look down on me, don't you? You're the one who said, 'A man who isn't a playboy in his youth has wasted his life'?"

Feng Junzi: "I didn't mean it. That's just how they see me."

Han Shuang: "All those things you said before about black and white were just to fool me. In your eyes, I've always been a slut, and being with me is just promiscuous and absurd. The only thing you're kinder about than them is that you're willing to bear the reputation of being promiscuous and absurd for me, but deep down you still think it's absurd, right?"

Feng Junzi was speechless. He carefully reflected on his own feelings. Han Shuang's words weren't without merit. Although they were living alone together, and Han Shuang was undeniably a very charming girl who was completely unguarded around him, he seemed to be oblivious. This obliviousness was entirely intentional, not because Feng Junzi was some kind of saint, but because he subconsciously harbored a certain aversion to Han Shuang's identity. Han Shuang wasn't stupid; she couldn't have been unaware of this.

Han Shuang ignored whether Feng Junzi would answer or not and continued, "You think you're a talented and romantic man, but what about me?"

Feng Junzi finally found a chance to speak: "Yes, you are truly wronged, even more wronged than Dou E."

Unexpectedly, Han Shuang suddenly threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and cried even louder. Feng Junzi felt that his previous words were a bit mocking, so he quickly changed his words and said, "No, you should say that you are even more wronged than Qingwen."

"You still dare to talk!" Han Shuang continued to sob on Feng Junzi's shoulder. Feng Junzi was at a loss, wondering what kind of luck he had today. He had just spent a long time comforting a crying female ghost, and now he couldn't comfort a crying woman. God was really too kind to him.

Han Shuang seemed to have no end to her crying, and Feng Junzi could only hold her and wait. Piaopiao had no body temperature, and Feng Junzi hadn't noticed anything amiss when he held her briefly earlier, but the situation was different now. The late summer weather was hot, and Feng Junzi, holding Han Shuang, sat on the bed, quickly sweating profusely; their thin clothes clung together, making it impossible to tell whose sweat it was. With Han Shuang's cries, a uniquely feminine fragrance seemed to fill the air, and Han Shuang's supple body was almost pressed against Feng Junzi's chest. Even with his eyes closed, Feng Junzi could clearly picture her beautiful curves in his mind. At this seemingly inappropriate moment, a certain part of Feng Junzi's body seemed to react; a physiological urge came quietly but overwhelmingly, and even his breathing became heavy.

But Han Shuang was still crying, and Feng Junzi felt very embarrassed and didn't know what to do. He could only pretend to be relaxed and say to Han Shuang, "I can't help you if you want to cry, but please switch shoulders before you continue crying. My clothes are all soaked with your tears. Come on, put your head on the left side."

"Ugh!" Han Shuang suddenly burst into laughter, stopping her tears. Feng Junzi was truly surprised; he had tried to comfort her for so long without success, but now she was laughing again with just a few words. Truly, a woman's heart is unfathomable. Han Shuang obediently shifted her shoulder to rest against Feng Junzi's, and although she had stopped crying, she didn't loosen her grip on his arms.

Han Shuang burst into laughter through her tears, but Feng Junzi felt an even stronger surge of desire within him. Han Shuang, however, was sitting right in his most sensitive spot and seemed to sense his excitement as well. Han Shuang didn't move, but her face suddenly flushed, and her breathing became heavy as she lowered her head. Han Shuang's full breasts were pressed against Feng Junzi's chest, and through the thin fabric, Feng Junzi could feel subtle changes in her body. Feng Junzi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his burgeoning desire, and gently pushed Han Shuang away, saying, "Look at you, you've been crying for so long, you're soaked through. I don't know if it's sweat or tears. Go take a shower."

Feng Junzi wasn't unwilling, but in that instant, he suddenly thought of Hu Shiwei, who was still lying in the hospital, her life hanging in the balance. This feeling made him feel incredibly absurd. All he wanted to do now was take a cold shower. As he walked out of the room, Han Shuang's eyes behind him seemed to hold a mixture of emotion and disappointment.

Part Two: Ghost Alley 22 - No Silver Here

The next day, in Wei Boxi's office, Li Datou was asking Wei Boxi, "Does President Wei believe what Feng Junzi said? I mean, that ghost story."

Wei Boxi: "Of course I don't believe it. Feng Junzi is best at deceiving gods and ghosts. This isn't the first time he's told ghost stories. I've heard about it before. This is one of his tricks."

Feng Junzi had indeed told ghost stories before, and had used this method to bewilder others in the past, all of which Wei Boyi knew. However, this time Wei Boyi miscalculated. Every word of the story Feng Junzi told was true, but when ghost stories are told too often, even the truth becomes false, and Wei Boyi naturally did not believe it.

Li Datou asked again, "So, will he really let this go and not interfere anymore? Or will we still have people keeping an eye on him?"

Wei Boxi: "No need for that. If he says he won't pursue this matter any further, then he really means it. He's already shown his hand; this kind of person won't pester us. By the way, how's the clarification announcement coming along?"

Li Datou: "It's already been sent to the newspaper office, it'll be published tomorrow."

...

The next day, Feng Junzi read Weida Shares' clarification announcement. The format of this announcement was no different from that of most listed companies in the stock market; although it was only a few hundred words long, it was quite long for its kind. The full text of the announcement is as follows:

Recently, a small number of individuals with ulterior motives have used the internet to spread rumors detrimental to our company, causing a relatively negative impact. In response, our company hereby clarifies as follows:

1. The company underwent an asset restructuring in 2001, which significantly improved the company's operating conditions and profitability. Investors can refer to the company's financial statements for the past three years. The restructuring process and procedures were reasonable and legal, and received approval and strong support from the China Securities Regulatory Commission, the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and the Binhai local government.

2. In 2002, the company successfully issued 65 million A-shares, and the issuance procedures fully complied with the requirements of the China Securities Regulatory Commission and relevant laws and regulations. Currently, the company has ample cash flow and has no plans for further financing in the near future.

3. The Company and Jianjiang Cultural Communication Co., Ltd. are related companies under the same ultimate controlling shareholder. Currently, their mutual guarantees amount to RMB 300 million. Additionally, the Bank of China granted the Company a credit line of RMB 500 million in January 2003. The Company currently has an excellent financial condition and credit record, with no overdue debts or undisclosed guarantees.

4. In May 2003, the Company's controlling shareholder, Binhai Weida (Group) Co., Ltd., acquired Jianjiang Cultural Communication Co., Ltd., a company listed in both Hong Kong and Shanghai. This acquisition has given the Company a competitive advantage in cross-border markets, and its international market expansion has been progressing well this year. This matter has been disclosed in the Board of Directors' announcement.

5. The company's current operating condition is good. The published 2003 interim report shows a significant increase in net profit compared to the same period last year, and the company expects to maintain a stable growth trend in the second half of the year. The company has no information that should be disclosed but has not been disclosed. The company's designated information disclosure media are the China Securities Journal and the Shanghai Securities News.

6. Our company is working with relevant departments to investigate those who spread false rumors online, and reserves the right to pursue their legal responsibilities further.

Feng Junzi sneered as he read it. There was a lot to it in this short clarification announcement. It seemed that Weida Shares' purpose was not just to clarify the rumors. Some of the content had gone beyond the scope of clarification and even became a kind of advertising, such as the acquisition of Jianjiang Culture and the continued growth of performance in the second half of the year. It seemed that Wei Boxi did not really feel the threat of the rumors.

Compared to the rumors spread online by Feng Junzi, this announcement avoided one issue, but simultaneously added another. The issue it avoided concerns the misappropriation of listed company funds by Weida Group for secondary market speculation. Feng Junzi could only confirm that Wei Boxi used 50 million yuan to subscribe to funds, and also vaguely knew that Weida Group opened an account at Lao Shi's brokerage to trade its own company's stocks; this single position alone was probably worth tens of millions. However, Weida made no mention of this in its announcement, suggesting that there was indeed something wrong.

An additional issue beyond the rumors spread by Feng Junzi concerns the acquisition of Jianjiang Culture. Since this matter is relatively recent, Feng Junzi lacks sufficient background information and hasn't made a significant contribution. However, the fact that Wei Bohexi is transferring tens of millions of yuan to Lao Dong coincides with the acquisition of Jianjiang Culture suggests a possible connection. Jianjiang Culture is also a Hong Kong-listed company, and upon seeing this, Feng Junzi begins to form a vague idea.

He immediately collected all the information about Jianjiang culture and studied it in his office all day. Some of the online information was in English, and his English was not good. Suddenly, he remembered that Han Shuang was good at English, so he printed it out and took it home for Han Shuang to see.