Fifty million a day, trapped in the county town, can't spend it all.

After hanging up the phone with Liu Senran, Liu Chuang leaned forward and whispered to Zhang Yang, "Mr. Zhang, Zheng Hu just contacted me. The police have arrived and want to see the person in charge. We need you to come over."

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and decided to tell Wen Yining what had happened at the scene. After calling Wen Yining and explaining the whole story, Wen Yining assured him that she would get involved as soon as the police opened a case and keep a close eye on the progress of the case.

After ending the call with Wen Yining, Zhang Yang put his phone back in his pocket and walked with Liu Chuang towards the street across from the mall.

Upon arriving at the cable well, a police car was parked on the side of the road. Two uniformed police officers, one of whom was holding a notebook, were questioning Liu Chuang and the people from the power company.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and said, "Comrade, I am Zhang Yang, the owner of this building."

The police officer nodded: "Mr. Zhang, they just gave us a general overview of the situation. Now, let's go to the cable well to confirm the evidence."

Zhang Yang turned to the people from the power company and said, "Sir, could you please go down and take another picture?"

The power company representative waved his hand: "We've already taken photos."

As they spoke, they handed the photos they had taken to the police, and Zhang Yang also glanced at them.

The cables in the cable well were arranged in an orderly manner, and one of them had a section of its outer sheath that was clearly peeled off, with a small piece of copper wire wrapped around it.

The police officer zoomed in on the photo for a while, then took out his phone and took a few more pictures: "This technique is very professional; most people couldn't do it."

"We noticed a suspicious person loitering around here before we even opened, but he didn't go into our plaza area, so we never came into direct contact with him," Zhang Yang paused, recalling the information Zheng Hu and his team had reported earlier, and continued, "But there's something I think will be helpful to your investigation: during the torrential rain a few days ago, our people still found someone lingering in this area."

Upon hearing this, the police officer nodded, then looked up at the surrounding security cameras, and frowned.

"This is a blind spot. Mr. Zhang's act of damaging power facilities is illegal. Have you had a falling out with someone recently?"

"It might be related to one person." Zhang Yang carefully considered his words. "Zhao Yongchang, the former owner of the Chengnan Building Materials Market. I have a grudge against him."

The policeman looked up at him and asked, "Zhao Yongchang? What's the grudge between you two?"

Zhang Yang briefly recounted his business dealings with Zhao Yongchang. After listening, the police simply nodded: "We will verify these details together. However, the location you mentioned during the torrential rain is indeed suspicious. We'll go back and check the surveillance footage along the route."

"Thank you for your help."

"Okay, that's settled then. Who of you will come back with us to give a statement?"

Zhang Yang nodded to Zheng Hu, and then Zheng Hu left with the police.

After the police left, Zhang Yang stood there watching the police car turn the corner and disappear.

Standing behind him, Liu Chuang whispered, "Mr. Zhang, what do we need to do next?"

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment: "Send two people to take a walk around the Chengnan Building Materials Market area later and see if there are any people who don't seem to be going to work and linger there for an extended period of time."

"Zhao Yongchang?"

"It's not about finding him. Zhao Yongchang isn't that stupid. He had already gone into hiding when Jiang Qiao had his accident this morning, quietly hiding in the shadows. But he couldn't have done all this by himself. There must have been someone running errands for him."

"clear."

Liu Chuang turned and walked aside to arrange personnel. Zhang Yang stood on the street corner, lit a cigarette, and watched the traffic coming and going in the distance.

"Ring ring, ring ring."

The phone rang, and Zhang Yang took out his phone to see that it was Liu Senran calling. He immediately answered the call.

"Young Master Liu?"

"I just called the Transportation Bureau and asked them to check the travel records of vehicles registered under Zhao Yongchang's name for the past few days. If he drove there, there should be a tracking record. I'll let you know when I have more specific information."

Thanks!

"By the way, is everything alright on your end? Have any problems arisen since then?"

"No, everything is normal, but I haven't dared to use regular electricity anymore, I'm relying entirely on the generator for power."

"To be honest, Lao Zhang, I rarely admire anyone in my life, but I admire your performance today."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. This young master Liu's way of addressing him had changed quite quickly; now he was calling him Old Zhang. However, he figured it was because he had been there today and had spent a fortune to appease the customers. For a business owner to spend so much money on opening day before even starting to make a profit was indeed admirable.

A grand vision!

Unfortunately, Liu Senran didn't know that Zhang Yang didn't care about money at all; he cared more about reputation and population.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang smiled slightly and changed his form of address: "Old Liu, after we're done with these last few days, let's get together and have a good chat."

Liu Senran laughed loudly on the other end of the phone: "Alright, Lao Zhang, then I'm waiting to rip you off."

"no problem."

"Okay, that's settled then. We'll contact you again later."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang led Liu Chuang back to the mall.

At 2 PM, the flow of people decreased slightly, but there were still queues in the supermarket area on the first floor, and the flow of people in front of the checkout counter never stopped. Sun Yifan was talking to a stock clerk next to the checkout area when he saw Zhang Yang come in and quickly walked over.

"Mr. Zhang, the preliminary statistics for this morning's transactions have been compiled."

"How many?"

Sun Yifan lowered his voice: "Not counting pre-paid membership cards, sales have already exceeded 1.5 million by noon, with the fresh produce section alone accounting for nearly 500,000."

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. 1.5 million in half a day was already very good for a county-level shopping mall. Even if it copied Pang Donglai's model, this result exceeded expectations. Once these customers went back, they would spread the word, and the customer base would only grow larger and larger.

"It should fall back down later."

Sun Yifan nodded: "That's normal. But even if it declines, as long as the quality control and operations keep up, this shopping mall is already good enough for Mou County. It won't be too bad. I'm confident."

"Okay, if you think it's okay, then it's okay. Keep a close eye on it this afternoon."

"Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on it."

Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked to the second floor. There were fewer customers in the daily necessities section on the second floor than in the morning, but some of the discounted items on the shelves had been taken away, and several stock clerks were pushing restocking carts to replenish the stock.

He stood at the end of the corridor, watching people come and go downstairs, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality. From the first thought that popped into his head until now, only a little over two months had passed.

In a daze, his phone received a message notification. He took it out and saw that it was from Liu Senran:

"Zhao Yongchang's car was seen at the highway entrance on the western outskirts of the county last night, so it must have been on the highway."

Zhang Yang stared at the message for a moment, then typed back: "Can you find out which direction they went?"

"We're investigating. I'll get back to you with more information. But there's something strange. My people say that other people are also investigating Zhao Yongchang's whereabouts today."

Are there other people investigating Zhao Yongchang? Zhang Yang stared at his phone screen, lost in thought.