Chapter 361: The Talk Between Father and Son-in-Law

Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

Ning Zhongfei hung up the phone, feeling worried. He and his wife had accomplished nothing in America. If not for the company’s dire circumstances, he wouldn’t have stayed so long, especially since there was no intention of collaboration. This couple found a sliver of hope when they heard Luo Yue was looking for collaboration partners.

Although they knew their company had little chance of success, they shared Ning Qingxue’s optimism. If chosen, they could become a branch, a huge success nonetheless.

“Who are you?” Ning Zhongfei stopped his thoughts, looking at Ye Mo, who stood smiling before him. Ye Mo had stopped abruptly. If not for the crowded street, he would have thought it a robbery.

Ye Mo smiled. “Um…Older brother, can we talk somewhere more private? I have some things to ask you.” He’d planned a different address, but it came out as “older brother.”

Ning Zhongfei looked strangely at this young man. He was vigilant, but his extensive experience made him wary yet unalarmed by Ye Mo’s eyes.

“May I ask what you want? I don’t seem to know you,” Ning Zhongfei replied hesitantly.

Ye Mo said, “When you opened your bag and put away your phone, I saw a bracelet. It’s related to me, so I’d like to talk at the café ahead.”

Despite the crowd, Ning Zhongfei rejected immediately. The man claimed to have instantly seen the contents of his bag. Suspicious, he thought: it was hard to see from outside; even if possible, how could he know it was related to him? Why look at his bag?

Ye Mo knew his approach was too sudden. He hadn’t seen it visually—he’d scanned it with his spirit sense—but he couldn’t say that. Ning Zhongfei’s rejection forced him to take out his bracelet. “Friend, I saw a bracelet like this in your bag. It’s important to me. If you don’t mind, I want to know where it came from.”

Ning Zhongfei took the bracelet, confused, and examined it casually. He immediately knew Ye Mo was telling the truth; the bracelet was identical to one he’d bought in America. He’d just arrived, hadn’t found lodging, and Ye Mo couldn’t have counterfeited it so quickly. The bracelet showed age.

Although he didn’t understand Ye Mo’s perceptiveness, he realized Ye Mo was extraordinary. How could an ordinary person be so acute?

“In that case, please.” Reluctantly, Ning Zhongfei agreed.

They found a seat. Seeing Ning Zhongfei’s absentmindedness, Ye Mo hesitated, but Ning Zhongfei recovered. He produced the bracelet. “I bought this in America. Have a look.”

He’d spent $8,000. Despite the company’s struggles, the amount was insignificant.

Ye Mo compared the bracelets; they were identical. With his sister’s, there were now three.

Ye Mo put down the bracelet. “May I ask where you bought this?”

Ning Zhongfei drank his coffee quickly. “In Chinatown, America. I liked it, so I bought it. Is it the same as yours?”

Ye Mo nodded. “Yes. My mother left it behind. Could you tell me exactly where you bought it? I’ll pay double. Will you sell it?”

Ning Zhongfei had casually bought it and tossed it in his bag. He intended to give it to Qingxue. He wouldn’t have minded. But seeing Ye Mo’s bracelet and believing his story, withholding it felt immoral.

Ning Zhongfei said, “Take it. Reimburse me the original price. I bought it at Ming Yu Balcony in Chinatown.” A few thousand dollars meant little to him.

Ye Mo sighed. Ning Zhongfei was a good man, easier to talk to than Lan Yu.

He wanted to help, saying casually, “Thank you, older brother. I’m also here for the Luo Yue conference. Finding this bracelet is unexpected. I’m truly grateful. Give me your card number; I’ll have someone transfer the money.”

“You’re here for the conference? Which company?” That was his most pressing concern.

Hesitant to reveal his identity, considering Lan Yu and Ning Qingxue’s attitude, Ye Mo sighed. “My company’s only been established a year, but I’m confident.”

Hearing this, Ning Zhongfei felt disappointed, but Ye Mo’s confidence suggested connections—perhaps securing branch contracts.

Thinking of his company, he sighed. “If we hadn’t offended Yuan Bei Corporation, we could look for a branch position. But now…”

“How did you offend Yuan Bei Corporation? Aren’t they likely to be chosen?” Ye Mo had heard this from Zang Jiayan, but Ning Zhongfei’s words confused him. Fei Yu, a third-grade pharmaceutical company, wouldn't offend Yuan Bei willingly.

Ning Zhongfei sighed. He knew Yuan Bei was the most likely candidate, but their selection would worsen Fei Yu’s situation.

Seeing Ning Zhongfei’s silence, Ye Mo realized he didn’t want to discuss it.

Ye Mo remembered Zang Jiayan’s mention of Lian Feng. “I have connections with Lian Feng. Even if you’ve offended Yuan Bei, there might be cooperation opportunities. I could speak with someone at Lian Feng.”

“What? You know people at Lian Feng? Wonderful! I’m Ning Zhongfei. What’s your name?” Ning Zhongfei stood excitedly.

Ye Mo smiled. “Brother Ning, don’t be hasty. Let’s discuss your conflict with Yuan Bei. Perhaps I can help.” He’d let Zang Jiayan mediate if the conflict wasn’t serious.

Ning Zhongfei sat, forgetting to ask Ye Mo’s name. “Yuan Bei’s young CEO invited my daughter to dinner at an exhibition six months ago. His father then conveyed his son’s interest in her, wanting our families to unite. I refused; I didn’t even tell my daughter.”

Ye Mo’s eyes turned cold. They dared to pursue Ning Qingxue. She was still legally his wife, though she’d forgotten. The CEO was using his company for revenge.

Ning Zhongfei continued, “I know my daughter’s personality. Even if the company bankrupts, she wouldn’t marry someone she dislikes. Besides, she already has a marriage pact. Afterward, Yuan Bei interfered with our contracts.”

Ye Mo was angry. He wouldn’t kill Yuan Qibing, but the company was damned in his eyes. He admired Ning Zhongfei; he hadn’t expected him to remember the marriage pact.