Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 2649 It’s raining in Nancheng tonight 10

That night, the hospital.

Jinchen went to the ward number Ren Xian had sent him. The door was ajar, leaving a crack. He pushed it open and his eyes fell on the person reclining on the bed. Ren Xian was receiving an IV drip, with tape on the back of his hand. His face was paler than usual, and he looked sick.

He was originally looking down at his phone, but when he heard the noise, he looked up and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person coming was Jinchen.

"You're here." Ren Xian's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of relief.

Jinchen stood at the end of the bed, not moving closer, "Let's talk business."

Even though Ren Xian knew his character well, he was still choked by the direct and almost cold tone, and looked helpless.

"Not even a polite greeting?"

Jinchen didn't respond, thinking that coming here was already quite polite.

Ren Xian seemed to realize that complaining was pointless, and said instead, "I should have asked Xie Shao to talk to him about my illness, but his team took on a farm stay design project, and he's on a business trip for a field trip, so he won't be back for a while."

He mentioned it casually, his tone casual, as if he was just saying it, then picked up a document from the bedside table and handed it to Jinchen, "This is what I want you to help with."

Jinchen took it and quickly flipped through a few pages. It was a loan agreement, but the terms were cleverly designed, a yin-yang contract.

Ren Xian was set up.

"It's a former partner of the club, named Zhou Lei." Ren Xian rubbed his brow, annoyance appearing on his face. "He's been causing trouble recently. I haven't even paid back the loan, principal and interest, and now he's holding onto this contract, trying to force me to mortgage the club to him. I'm not sure how long this matter will drag on, but given my current situation... Anyway, I can only ask you to help look after the club for now."

Jinchen closed the file and looked up at him, "I don't want to be in charge of your club."

Ren Xian: “…”

Ren Xian was silent for a moment, clutching the loose cuffs of his hospital gown. "I don't trust anyone with this matter. Only you can help me."

He raised his eyes and looked at Jinchen, looking up in a half-lying position, which naturally made him look a little weak.

But Jinchen didn't notice at all and didn't care.

Ren Xian took a deep breath and looked straight at Jin Chen, "You should help me, you owe me this."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the ward became even colder.

Jinchen's mind flashed through the unpleasant memories of the past.

After a moment, he spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, "How long are you going to use this excuse to threaten me?"

Ren Xian lowered his eyes, staring at the subtle lines on the quilt for a long time, and then, as if exhausted of all strength, he said, "Just this once, okay?"

Jinchen: "That's best."

Jinchen closed the contract and thought for a moment, "Contact Zhou Lei and ask him to meet at the club tomorrow at noon to resolve this matter."

Ren Xian didn't expect Jin Chen to take such a direct approach. He was stunned for a moment. "He has several bodyguards around him all year round. He's not a pushover. Can you handle him?"

"can."

Ren Xian stopped talking and leaned on the pillow in a daze. He didn't even notice that the IV bottle on the back of his hand was empty, and the blood began to flow back.

Jinchen took a glance, turned and left the ward, and rang the nurse's bell at the bedside.

Ren Xian listened to Jin Chen's footsteps disappearing at the end of the corridor before slowly picking up his phone. On the screen was a chat interface with Xie Shao. The last message was sent by him, informing the other party that he was in the hospital, but there was no reply.

He looked down, not knowing what he was thinking.

-

The next day at noon, in the business suite on the second floor of the club.

Zhou Lei, a slightly plump, middle-aged man with a greasy complexion, sat slouched on a sofa, surrounded by four or five burly bodyguards. Opposite him was Ren Xian, whose face remained as pale as ever.

"Boss Ren, it seems like you've thought it through today and are ready to mortgage the club to me?"

He showed no reluctance to threaten anyone, but instead seemed determined to win. "As long as you nod and sign, all the money and interest we've discussed before will be easy to negotiate. After all, it's a contract in black and white, signed by you personally. It's justifiable wherever you go, right?"

Ren Xian got angry when he saw his face, and his chest felt stuffy. "You lied to me. The contract was not what we originally agreed on. That's why I..."

"Come on, Boss Ren," Zhou Lei interrupted him impatiently, a sneer on his face. "How dare you say that to me? Haven't you cheated others before? That...what's his name, Xie Linzhou?"

"I heard you two used to be close brothers, as close as one," he sneered, his tone caustic. "How much did people trust you back then? And what happened? Aren't we fundamentally the same kind of people?"

Ever since Xie Linzhou went abroad, the thing Ren Xian least wanted to be mentioned was this matter, especially when it was exposed by someone like Zhou Lei in such a contemptuous tone.

His expression changed slightly, embarrassed and angry.

At this time, the door of the suite was knocked and then pushed open from the outside.

Zhou Lei's expression changed slightly and he looked towards the door warily.

A man in a long black coat walked in. He had a tall figure, a stern face, and gave off a distant feeling that kept strangers away.

Zhou Lei frowned and asked in a bad tone: "Who are you?"

Jinchen closed the door with his backhand, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger beside the door, then walked into the room slowly.

Zhou Lei was a little flustered by his series of calm movements and subconsciously raised his hand to signal.

Five bodyguards immediately stepped forward and semi-surrounded Jinchen.

Zhou Lei looked at Ren Xian, whose expression had softened somewhat, and asked tentatively, "Boss Ren, this isn't the helper you hired, is it? I advise you to be sensible and not ask for trouble."

Jinchen seemed not to notice the bodyguards. His eyes fell on Zhou Lei. "Zhou Lei, do you want to go to jail?"

Zhou Lei was stunned, and the fat on his face trembled. "What? What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Here," Jinchen pulled a small silver USB drive from his pocket, twirled it between his fingers, and casually inserted it into the multimedia display in the room, "is evidence of all your illegal lending, violent debt collection, and malicious embezzlement of other people's property over the past five years."

The screen lit up, and pages of clear evidence scrolled out.

Zhou Lei's expression changed instantly. He stared at the screen, his eyes full of disbelief.

He obviously did it very secretly!

“Damn it…” Zhou Lei cursed, his eyes fierce, “Grab it for me!”

Four bodyguards immediately rushed over.

The following movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. Only a few muffled sounds and cries of pain were heard, and the figures intertwined and separated. By the time Ren Xian and Zhou Lei came to their senses, the bodyguards had already fallen to the ground and could not get up for a while.