An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 160 "The Choice is Yours"

Study room on the second floor.

Jiang Zheng pushed open the door and entered. "Big brother, you're still up so late?"

Xu Peng sighed and looked towards the door. "This order is crucial; it's a shipment that will determine the life or death of the entire group."

But my eyelids have been twitching all night, and I have a feeling something bad is going to happen; I just can't calm down.

Jiang Zheng pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him. "Big brother has been used to deep thinking for so many years, so it's inevitable that he tends to overthink things."

"I've got all the gear ready today. I'll bring a few more brothers with me, so we won't have a repeat of last time where we got robbed and didn't get paid. Don't worry, boss."

Xu Peng tapped the table with his right index finger, "tap—" "tap—" "tap—", his fingertip lifting and falling again. "Tsk, I'm not worried about buyers snatching the goods. I've seen your abilities firsthand. No one can outmaneuver you."

"But recently, our hideout has been raided by the cops time and time again, which I just can't understand."

The hand that had been resting on the table lifted up, and the person touched their chin, saying with obvious doubt, "I understand the principle that one move affects the whole situation. Those cops aren't just sitting around doing nothing. It's normal for them to investigate a small corner and then trace the clues further back. But this reaction speed is a bit too fast, catching us off guard."

Are these police officers getting more and more powerful these days?

Xu Penggang's gaze fell on Jiang Zheng's face, and he asked with a smile, "What do you think, Zheng?"

The two men faced each other across a sandalwood desk, the atmosphere tense. After a short while, Jiang Zheng spoke in a deep voice: "Does my brother suspect me?"

Xu Peng remained silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Zheng suddenly stood up and said, "Since you don't trust me, I don't need to say anything more. You can leave the deal for tomorrow night to someone else."

His tone was cold, and his brows furrowed with anger.

After saying that, he turned to leave, showing a resolute determination to show no mercy. Just as he reached the door and placed his hand on the gilded doorknob, he heard Xu Peng call out to stop him: "A-Zheng!"

With a hint of helplessness in his voice, Xu Penggang, an elder who had put in a lot of effort but was not understood by the younger generation, stood up, walked a few steps to the door, and patted Jiang Zheng on the shoulder. "I can understand that young people have tempers, but you need to temper your temper sometimes. You are still too young and can't keep your temper in check. You are destined to suffer in the future if you do this."

Jiang Zheng didn't react much, only keeping a straight face, looking like he was trying to control his anger. "You're even giving me attitude now," Xu Peng said with a self-amused punch to Jiang Zheng's arm, "Go back and sit down, I haven't finished talking yet."

……

Xu Peng took a cigarette box out of the drawer and pushed it in front of Jiang Zheng. The cigarette box was predominantly red, and it was the Ashima brand. The front of the box featured a gold-printed half-length portrait of a girl in Yi ethnic clothing.

This cigarette is a local brand from Yunnan Province, and it can be found everywhere in the streets and alleys of the area.

Jiang Zheng's gaze followed it. He didn't reach out to touch it, but in just two seconds he noticed the unusual thing about the cigarette box. "This is...?"

"Bomb detonator." Xu Peng uttered the chilling words in the most calm of all.

Jiang Zheng looked in Xu Penggang's direction with questioning eyes, asking what his intentions were.
“Ah Zheng, in this world, everything is always high-risk for high-reward. I know you have ambition and ability all too well.”

But this factory isn't just for you. You can see through Huang Zhiqiang's intentions. As for Chen Biao, even if he's not the best, he's been following me around for over twenty years.

So... why should you be the only one given to me? There has to be some kind of guarantee.

With great power comes great responsibility. People always have to pay a price to get what they want. You want that factory, but I need security.

Ah Zheng, promise me, if you see any cops at the scene tomorrow, detonate the bomb immediately. Don't leave them any evidence.

As he said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, a ruthless determination surging within them.

Not long after, Xu Penggang continued, "Of course! If that batch of goods is successfully traded tomorrow night, I, Xu Penggang, will keep my word. I will step down and give everything to you."

Jiang Zheng picked up the cigarette box on the table, examined it in his hand as if playing with it, and let out a snort: "Is this the bargaining chip?"

Making people risk their lives as collateral is Xu Penggang's style.

Xu Penggang spread his hands and smiled: "I'll say it again, whether or not you do this deal is your choice, and I will never force you."

He emphasized, "Ah Zheng, you are free."