Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 95 People on the Same Boat

At the end of the letter was a bright red law firm seal and the signatures of two lawyers he had never heard of before.

"boom!"

Cheng Wanhua felt as if something had exploded in his head, his vision blurred with stars, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

He was a typical commoner, and what he feared most in his life was dealing with "officials" and "legalists".

In his simple worldview, receiving a lawyer's letter was roughly equivalent to receiving a court summons; the next step would be the police coming to his door, followed by handcuffs and imprisonment.

"Defamation — Disorderly Conduct — Lawsuit"

He mumbled those words under his breath, growing more and more frightened, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He felt that he had only posted a video online, and it shouldn't be that serious!

In his panic, the first person he thought of was Wen Guoliang.

With trembling hands, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Wen Guoliang's number.

As soon as the call connected, he started shouting in a tearful voice.

"President Wen! President Wen, save me! Something terrible has happened!"

On the other end of the phone, Wen Guoliang was leisurely sipping his freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea. Hearing Cheng Wanhua's grief-stricken reaction, he frowned slightly, but his tone remained that of a superior.

"Boss Cheng, take your time. The sky isn't falling. What happened? Why are you so flustered?"

"A lawyer's letter! I received a lawyer's letter from that little bastard Wang Guanxi!"

Cheng Wanhua's voice was shrill and sharp, "He said I'm slandering him, and he's going to sue me! He wants me to pay compensation! Mr. Wen, this—isn't this going to mean jail time?"

Upon hearing the words "lawyer's letter," Wen Guoliang was taken aback at first, then chuckled and reassured him, "Hey, I thought it was something serious. Boss Cheng, your composure isn't what it used to be. It's just a lawyer's letter, no big deal, don't panic."

"This is considered a small matter?" Cheng Wanhua was almost in tears. "They've stamped it and signed it, saying they're going to sue me!"

"Oh, please let me finish."

Wen Guoliang took a sip of tea and slowly explained the law to him.

"A lawyer's letter, to put it bluntly, is just a piece of paper used to scare people; it has no legal force whatsoever."

"It's like how celebrities who get exposed online often use this trick to scare netizens, you know?"

"To put it simply, it's like Wang Guanxi spending a few thousand dollars to hire a lawyer to write a letter to put some psychological pressure on you. This is completely different from a court indictment."

"Really? Really?" Cheng Wanhua asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"

Wen Guoliang's voice was filled with undeniable confidence.

"Think about it, if he were really confident, he would have already filed a case in court. Why would he bother writing this letter?"

This shows he's also insecure! He's afraid of you, afraid the public opinion will continue to escalate!

These words were like a shot in the arm, helping Cheng Wanhua regain his composure.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that it made sense.

Wen Guoliang felt the time was right and continued to push the boundaries: "Lao Cheng, remember this, you don't need to do anything now."

"No response, no deletion, no apology."

"Just leaving him hanging like this is making him anxious, not us."

"If he dares to go all out and sue you, you have even less to fear!"

Wen Guoliang's voice suddenly rose, filled with pride: "I, Wen Guoliang, am putting this out there: if he really dares to sue, I'll pay for the best lawyer in all of China! I guarantee you won't lose a single hair! I'll cover all the court fees!"

To completely reassure Cheng Wanhua, Wen Guoliang added a crucial final sentence: "Old Cheng, don't forget, in this matter, we're on the same side, we're in the same boat."

"Your enemy is my enemy."

"If Wang Guanxi falls, it'll benefit both of us. If you back down now, all our previous efforts will have been wasted!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Guoliang's smile grew even more smug.

Although Cheng Wanhua is a stupid dog, he is still very useful if you give him a bone and scare him a little.

Wang Guanxi, do you think you can scare me off with a lawyer's letter?

Too young.

However, what he didn't know was that Cheng Wanhua on the other end of the phone wasn't much relieved.

Wen Guoliang's verbal promises are like the moon's reflection in the water—they sound nice and look beautiful, but if you actually try to grab them, you'll only end up with nothing.

He had never forgotten that when Chengda Garment Factory cooperated with Meiwei, Wen Guoliang had said the same thing in a very confident tone, patting his chest and saying, "Don't worry, Lao Cheng, working with Meiwei will guarantee you make money."

The results of it?

If no deposit is paid, and the goods arrive without payment, it constitutes a breach of contract.

He called to inquire, and Wen Guoliang's secretary said, "It's clearly stated in the contract that Meiwei has the right to adjust orders based on market conditions."

A contract in black and white can be reneged on at will.

Cheng Wanhua almost jumped off a building because of that incident.

Wen Guoliang is now trying to get me to work for him again, even if it's just a matter of words.

"People from the same boat?"

Cheng Wanhua gave a bitter smile.

Yes, it's the same ship, except that Wen Guoliang is the captain sitting in the cabin drinking red wine.

And I am just that unlucky guy who could be thrown into the sea to be fed to sharks at any moment.

The more Cheng Wanhua thought about it, the more a chill ran down his spine.

Wen Guoliang is a man who speaks sweetly, but is full of scheming in his heart.

I'll make empty promises to you since I need your help today.

I won't need you tomorrow, so I'll kick you to the curb.

Cheng Wanhua has been in business for so many years, he understands this principle.

The problem is, he has no way back now.

The video has already been released, and the insults directed at Wang Guanxi have already been said.

Even if he deletes the video and apologizes now, Wang Guanxi will not let him off the hook.

Cheng Wanhua got up from the floor, sat on the sofa, and smoked one cigarette after another.

Just as Cheng Wanhua was at his wit's end, someone suddenly knocked loudly on the door.

Cheng Wanhua was so startled that he almost dropped his phone.

"Who—who is it?"

A calm yet unfamiliar male voice came from outside the door: "Boss Cheng, long time no see. Open the door, let's talk."

This voice—Cheng Wanhua felt it sounded somewhat familiar.

He swallowed hard, his palms sweaty, and looked out through the peephole.

There were two people standing outside the door.

A tall, well-tailored man in a black casual suit had a faint smile on his face.

Cheng Wanhua's pupils suddenly contracted.

It's Hun Sen!

It's Hun Sen, the one who lent him money at exorbitant interest rates back then, and who later had the money repaid by Wang Guanxi!

The other one with a toothpick in his mouth is Pheasant, one of Hun Sen's men.

The moment Cheng Wanhua saw Hun Sen's face, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

A fear deeper than receiving a lawyer's letter instantly gripped him.

The horrific memories of being violently pursued for debts flooded back into my mind like a tidal wave.

"Boss Cheng, we know you're in there." Hun Sen's voice came through the door, unhurried. "Would you like to open it yourself, or should we open it for you? You know I'm not one to wait."

Cheng Wanhua knew he couldn't escape it any longer.

He opened the door, trembling.

Hun Sen squeezed in sideways, with Chicken following behind him. Chicken slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

Hun Sen pulled up a chair and sat down, glancing around Cheng Wanhua's house.

"Boss Cheng, it seems that even after Mr. Wang helped you pay off your debts, you haven't been living a very comfortable life."

Cheng Wanhua didn't dare to reply, he just lowered his head and his body trembled slightly.