Chapter 15 The Fifteenth Day of Not Running Away The Fifteenth Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 15 The Fifteenth Day of Not Running Away The Fifteenth Day of Not Running Away...

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the ground in the yard was so hot that it was almost burning to the touch, with the temperature reaching 35°C.

The fat guys were enjoying the breeze in the living room, reading novels they'd rented from a street vendor. When Wen Chan came out, the door opened quite loudly, drawing everyone's attention.

Wen Chan ran out, her eyes instinctively turning to Chen Bozheng. "Chen Bozheng, do me a favor, something terrible is about to happen!"

Chen Bozheng immediately stood up, put on the short-sleeved shirt he had taken off, and asked Wen Chan, "What is it?"

"Don't ask any more questions, come with me to the garment factory first." Wen Chan was extremely anxious and said to Chen Bozheng, "We'll talk on the way. We have to be quick. The boss and his wife are signing the contract this afternoon. If they sign the contract, we're doomed."

Although Chen Bozheng was not quite clear about what was going on, he knew that Wen Chan was not one to talk nonsense, so he took Wen Chan out without saying a word.

Because I was in a hurry, I took a taxi directly.

Along the way, Wen Chan finally had time to explain to Chen Bozheng what was going on. She had felt something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it until she remembered telling the two foreigners in the contract that the delivery location was in Türkiye.

Wen Chan then realized what was happening.

"What's wrong with Türkiye? Isn't it normal to ship goods to the port there by sea?" Chen Bo asked, puzzled.

Wen Chan explained, "This is normal. However, there's a law in Turkey that stipulates that once goods arrive at the port, regardless of whether payment has been received on time, the goods belong to the consignee. Do you understand?"

Chen Bozheng quickly realized, "In other words, the other party can completely take advantage of this clause to get something for nothing!"

“That’s right, that’s how it is!” Wen Chan said, her heart filled with anxiety.

She had mostly figured out the financial situation of Mr. Ye and his wife recently. Their garment factory was making a lot of money, but most of it was tied up in machinery, and the couple only had about one million yuan left.

If they sign this contract, it means the couple will lose at least half of their wealth. If the other party is shameless and not only refuses to pay but also uses legal provisions to demand double compensation, then Mr. and Mrs. Ye will go bankrupt.

Boss Ye is a bit cunning and not easy to talk to, but he's not a bad person. His wife is very kind.

Wen Chan didn't want anything to happen to them.

Chen Bozheng seemed to sense her worry and patted her hand, "Don't worry, maybe everything will be alright."

He took out fifty yuan and handed it directly to the driver: "Sir, you heard me, could you please drive faster? We're in a hurry."

The driver saw the fifty yuan and immediately agreed. After taking the money, he stepped on the gas and sped off.

Wen Chan and Chen Bo were rushing to the factory when they arrived. Wen Chan stopped the factory accountant and asked, "Sister Lin, are Boss Ye and his wife here?"

When the accountant, Sister Lin, saw it was her, she replied, "Oh, it's you. The boss and the others went out a long time ago."

"They left a long time ago?" Wen Chan's expression changed. "How long have they been gone? Where did they go?"

Logically, Sister Lin didn't need to pay any attention to Wen Chan, but she noticed that Boss Ye and the others seemed to have a good relationship with Wen Chan, and Wen Chan seemed very nervous, so she thought for a moment and said, "They've been there for more than an hour, right? I heard they're going to sign a contract at the Shenzhen Bay Hotel today."

"How far is the Shenzhen Bay Hotel from here?" Chen Bozheng asked.

Sister Lin asked in surprise, "What? You want to go there? It's not far, just a half-hour taxi ride away."

It's been more than half an hour, and it's not far.

Wen Chan was so anxious and distressed that she couldn't help but clutch her chest.

Seeing that she looked unwell, Chen Bo said to her, "Wait here for me, I'll go find them."

"No, I have to go with you. Without me, they might not trust you." Wen Chan, pale-faced, grabbed Chen Bozheng's hand.

Chen Bo was both angry and helpless. Seeing her hands trembling, he quickly helped her up. "Okay, let's go together. Don't get agitated. You know what's wrong with you."

Wen Chan gave a helpless smile, but inwardly she felt a little pleased. "I'm just feeling a bit unwell, it's nothing serious. Let's hurry up and go, don't waste any time, maybe we can still make it."

Although the chances are slim.

What Mr. Ye and his team had to do today was simply sign a contract; signing and stamping wouldn't take much effort.

But Wen Chan still clung to a last glimmer of hope; after all, what if?

Seeing that she looked unwell and hearing their cryptic conversation, Sister Lin disregarded her own work and asked them, "What exactly are you talking about? And Xiao Wen, you don't look well. It's so hot outside, don't go out running around. It's no joke if you get heatstroke."

Wen Chan waved her hand and followed Chen Bozheng.

Sister Lin stood there, hesitated for a long time, and then chased after them.

She planned to go with Wen Chan and the others.

Wen Chan and Chen Bozheng naturally wouldn't refuse; in the current situation, having one more person meant having one more source of strength.

On the way, Wen Chan asked Chen Bozheng to tell Sister Lin about the general situation.

Sister Lin's face turned pale. Sister Lin is a relative of the boss's wife, supposedly some kind of cousin, anyway, they are quite close.

Sister Lin's face was pale. "Really? Xiao Wen, don't scare me. Are you just overthinking it?"

Wen Chan wanted to speak, but Chen Bo directly bought a bottle of water from the driver. These days, taxi drivers are all rich, and they buy bottled water by the case in their cars. Ordinary people wouldn't be willing to spend that money. However, ordinary people are also unwilling to spend money to take a taxi, as the starting fare is 4.6 yuan, which is enough to eat for two days if they save money.

Chen Bozheng said to Sister Lin, "Of course we hope this is just us overthinking things, but this matter is too risky, and the terms are written in the contract. If it really is a scam, Mr. Ye and his wife may be ruined."

Sister Lin also felt that Chen Bozheng's words made sense, and said with trembling lips, "You guys are very thoughtful. I always said that you have to be careful when doing business with foreigners. Those foreigners are very cunning. How can we possibly outsmart them? We absolutely must not have signed a contract, otherwise, what will happen to my cousin and the others?"

Chen Bo and Wen Chan exchanged a glance, unsure of what to say to comfort Sister Lin.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Chen Bo asked Sister Lin and Wen Chan to rest on the sofa in the lobby while he went to the front desk to inquire. They only knew that Boss Ye and his group had booked a hotel conference room and had even hired someone to take photos, intending to publish them in the newspaper.

But they didn't know which one it was.

Wen Chan thought she was already weak enough. Sitting on the sofa, she was somewhat dazed. Her physical condition was really bad.

But when she saw Sister Lin's legs trembling uncontrollably next to her, she realized that she was still quite calm.

Just as Wen Chan was about to say a few words of comfort to Sister Lin, she saw Sister Lin suddenly stand up. She looked up and saw Chen Bo returning from the front desk, one hand in his pocket, looking rather unwell.

"So, did you find out anything?" Sister Lin asked anxiously.

Chen Bozheng glanced at Wen Chan, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The hotel staff said they've already left."

Like a thunderbolt, Sister Lin's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground. Wen Chan had to help her up.

When the hotel staff saw what was going on, they came over to check on her. Wen Chan asked them to pour her a glass of water, and Sister Lin drank a few sips before she could finally calm down.

Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. "It's over, it's all over now."

With the intention of seeing things through to the end, and considering Sister Lin's situation, Wen Chan and Chen Bo were also worried about letting her go back alone, so they took a taxi to send her back.

"Sister Lin, where have you been? The boss and the others have been back for a while and are looking for you," a female worker said to Sister Lin.

Sister Lin, her face pale, nodded to the female worker, then said to Wen Chan and Chen Bozheng, "Why don't you come with me to see the boss? It's better to know sooner rather than later. Miss Wen, Mr. Chen, you are both smart people, could you please give us some advice?"

Wen Chan and Chen Bozheng naturally wouldn't refuse.

As soon as he reached the office door, before he even pushed it open, he heard Boss Ye cursing loudly inside, "That damn Wen Ge is inhuman! He's just relying on his connections, but I'm not one to be trifled with. I'm calling people right now to smash their factory to pieces today!"

Sister Lin pushed open the door, and the proprietress was holding down Boss Ye's hand, scolding him impatiently, "Stop acting crazy. If you really go looking for someone, we'll all go to jail."

"What can we do? Just suffer this in silence!" Boss Ye was so angry that he couldn't sit still. He stood up, grabbed his collar, and his face was flushed. Even though the air conditioning in the office was on full blast, he was still sweating profusely from anger.

"What can we do if we don't eat? We can only wait and see!" The proprietress was not without anger, but they were a legitimate business, and they couldn't possibly compete with those involved in organized crime.

Of course, more importantly, Brother Wen has a very strong backer.

The Ye couple were complaining when they saw Sister Lin arrive, but they didn't think much of it. However, when they saw Wen Chan and Chen Bozheng there, they were taken aback. "What brings you here?"

Sister Lin's eyes were red, and tears fell before she could even speak. "Cousin, brother-in-law, we're doomed this time. Miss Wen said those two foreigners are liars. We've been ripped off this time."

After saying this, she could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

"What?!" Boss Ye was jolted awake as if he had been whipped. "What swindler? What's going on? Explain yourself."

Sister Lin was crying her eyes out and couldn't explain herself. Wen Chan was exhausted from running around. She gave Chen Bozheng a wink, pulled up a chair, and sat down to catch her breath.

After hearing Chen Bozheng's explanation, Mr. Ye and his wife did not show any fear or unease. Instead, they exchanged a glance.

The proprietress handed a few tissues to Sister Lin, saying, "Cousin, don't cry, we didn't sign a contract."

ah?

Wen Chan looked up at the proprietress in surprise.

The proprietress said, "We were supposed to sign the contract at 1 p.m. today, but when we got there, we found that Brother Wen and his gang of bastards had intercepted it. They bribed Lin the translator and stole the order."

Mr. and Mrs. Ye were furious. They had spent nearly 10,000 yuan to entertain the two foreigners and the translator.

Now it's all for naught.

But Brother Wen and his gang were really domineering, threatening that if they didn't agree, they could come at them.

Mr. Ye and his wife only brought a photographer with them. They didn't dare to fight with them, so they could only slink back.

Boss Ye, incredulous, braced his hands on the desk and said to Wen Chan, "Are you telling the truth? Those two foreigners are really liars?!"

Wen Chan felt relieved and her chest pain subsided. Once she caught her breath, she was able to explain to them, "The possibility is very high, at least 80%. Putting aside everything else, the terms you agreed on in the contract only stipulate a 10% deposit."

When Wen Chan got to this point, she gave Mr. and Mrs. Ye a mocking look.

The owners were a little embarrassed.

The proprietress explained, "We offered such favorable terms because we thought that since they are a big international brand, doing OEM manufacturing for them would help us build our reputation. We offer the same terms to everyone else: cash on delivery."

“Boss lady, I understand.” Wen Chan crossed her arms and placed them on her knees. She wore a light pink dress, her skin as white as porcelain, and she possessed a tranquil and elegant air. “If you really don’t believe me, you can ask around and see if this clause exists.”

Mr. Ye's eyes darted around. "How did Miss Wen know about these terms?"

yes.

Everyone looked at Wen Chan with suspicion.

Even someone like Boss Ye, who has experience in foreign trade, wouldn't know about something like this. Where did Wen Chan find out?

Wen Chan stroked her chin and said calmly, "How would I know? You don't need to worry about it. Our country has only started doing foreign trade with foreign countries in the last few years. If we don't understand foreign laws and regulations, we'll be cheated quite a few times."

As a woman who has worked her way up from the bottom to become a partner on Wall Street for many years, Wen Chan has seen all sorts of strange scams on Wall Street. Even in 2024, people were still falling for the Turkish scam.

Mr. and Mrs. Ye are not unintelligent; they are certainly smart enough to have built their fortune from scratch to a millionaire. However, they lack understanding of the situation in foreign countries.

Mr. and Mrs. Ye exchanged a glance.

The proprietress said, "Miss Wen, Mr. Chen, you've both worked so hard for us this afternoon, we must show our appreciation. How about we treat everyone to dinner tonight?"

Chen Bo was looking at Wen Chan.

Wen Chan wasn't feeling well and said directly, "Tomorrow night, I'm tired today and don't want to move."

"Alright, tomorrow night it is." Boss Ye laughed heartily, walked over and patted Chen Bozheng on the shoulder affectionately, "Mr. Chen, I knew you were different from others the moment I saw you, and you are indeed outstanding."

Chen Bozheng had never received such a warm greeting from Boss Ye before; Boss Ye had always been indifferent to him.

Mr. Ye even personally arranged for his driver to take them back.

The monk and Lin Qingfeng were anxiously waiting for news in the courtyard when they heard a loudspeaker outside.

"Where did this car come from? It's really impressive."

"Hey, Er Gou, don't touch other people's cars like that, you'll break them."

"What's that noise?" Lin Qingfeng couldn't sit still any longer. He wiped the sweat from his face, got up, and went outside to take a look.

Upon seeing this, he was stunned and called out, "Brother Zheng!"

The fat man and the monk hurriedly came out.

Chen Bo was carrying Wen Chan out of the car and wanted to toss a pack of cigarettes to the driver, but his hands were full. When he saw Lin Qingfeng and the others come out, he asked them to give the driver a pack of cigarettes.

The driver drove off, but the neighbors were disturbed.

Boss Ye's car is a Mercedes-Benz, which is very prestigious.

Aunt Sun's family had been on good terms with Wen Chan and her family these days, so they came over to inquire, "Little Chen, how did you get back in that luxury car? And what happened to Little Wen?"

Chen Bo was holding Wen Chan. "She's asleep, Aunt Sun. I'll take her back first."

"Oh, okay, you all go about your business," Aunt Sun replied, watching Chen Bozheng and the others leave. The surrounding neighbors crowded around, asking, "Aunt Sun, who are these people? How can they afford to ride in such luxury cars? Are they rich?"

"Yes, that's a Mercedes-Benz. A relative of my relative bought a used one, and it cost seven or eight hundred thousand."

"Oh my, seven or eight hundred thousand? That's not a car, it's clearly a pile of banknotes."

Surrounded by them, Aunt Sun was asked all sorts of questions and was quite pleased with herself for being the center of attention. However, when asked to explain herself, she realized that she didn't really know much about Chen Bozheng and his group.

She wondered to herself, these people had acted poorer than her family before, and that fat man even wanted to do stringing beads, how could he ride in a luxury car?

Wen Chan had really fallen asleep. She was so sleepy. The Mercedes-Benz had air conditioning, which was very comfortable, and the sofa seats were soft and cozy. She fell asleep not long after getting in the car.

When she woke up, it was already the next morning, and it was already dawn.

The morning breeze was still cool, making one feel weak all over. The sun was warm but not too hot. Chen Bo was a clean person, and although it was a rented house, the yard was kept very clean.

Listening to the cicadas and feeling the breeze, I felt refreshed and relaxed after my sleep.

"You're up?" Chen Bozheng and the others returned with breakfast and greeted Wen Chan.

Wen Chan hummed in agreement. "What did you buy? I'll go get the bowls and chopsticks."

"No, sister-in-law, please sit down. I'll go." Lin Qingfeng said hurriedly.

He rushed into the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Wen Chan paused for a moment, then said, "I'll go get a stool."

The fat man grinned and said, "Sister-in-law, you sit down, I'll do the heavy work."

Wen Chan: ? ?

Early in the morning, Wen Chan sensed that something was wrong. To be honest, she had sensed that Lin Qingfeng and the monk were somewhat hostile towards her.

She could easily understand why they were so resistant.

But today, the two men's attitude towards her completely changed, becoming so kind that she felt flattered.

Seeing that even the dishwashing job had been taken over by Lin Qingfeng, Wen Chan nudged Chen Bozheng and gave him a look, telling him to go outside and talk.

Chen Bozheng followed him out.

Wen Chan walked out onto the street before asking him, "What's wrong with your brothers? Did they take the wrong medicine?"

Chen Bo was casually picking through the oranges at the fruit stand. "They know about your feat yesterday and admire you greatly."

"A feat?" Wen Chan came back and casually picked out one or two oranges.

She picked out only the best-looking oranges. Chen Bo glanced at them and frowned. "Even big bosses like Boss Ye don't know about Turkish law, yet you do. What's that if not a feat? You've been keeping this a secret for a long time. You know so much, you can play cards, you can speak English, and now you even understand the law."

Wen Chan paused in her action of squeezing the orange, then tossed it into Chen Bozheng's plastic bag. "Well, I'm just sitting at home with nothing to do, so I guess I'll have to find something to look at."

"You are truly learned and knowledgeable." Chen Bozheng couldn't help but put the few oranges she had picked out back. Each one was just for show, good to look at but not good to eat.

Wen Chan saw it and protested, "Why did you put it back? I put a lot of thought into choosing it."

Chen Bozheng didn't say anything, but picked up a pearl, peeled it, and handed it to Wen Chan.

Wen Chan glanced at it and saw that the orange flesh was already shriveled, the peel and flesh were separated, and the color was a dry pink. Needless to say, it was definitely not tasty. She casually took the orange that Chen Bo had picked out.

He stopped talking as soon as he started eating.

The oranges Chen Bozheng picked were really sweet.

"Buy more," Wen Chan ordered directly.

"Did you get the information?" The proprietress was preoccupied with this matter and had been waiting for news all day.

To the average person, Mr. Ye's factory is considered quite large, and his business is considered successful. However, Mr. Ye knows in his heart that compared to a real big boss, his small business is just a drop in the ocean.

Some big bosses specialize in foreign trade and their annual income has long exceeded 100 million yuan.

They just keep quiet and don't talk about how they make a fortune.

"I asked Brother Wang to ask Boss Xu, and Boss Xu said it's true." Boss Ye ran back, panting.

He was busy all day, not for anything else, but to treat a boss's driver, Brother Wang, to dinner. They say that even a minor official has to serve the prime minister, and that's absolutely true.

Not only do drivers who work for big bosses get high salaries, but they also have better access to information than the average person.

The main reason Mr. Ye was able to make his business successful was because he had a connection with a big boss's driver. Even a little bit of business that the driver leaked was enough for Mr. Ye to make a fortune.

The proprietress was both surprised and delighted. She clapped her hands, revealing two gleaming gold rings on her plump palms. "Just who is this Miss Wen? How does she know all this stuff?"

Mr. Ye was also puzzled.

That's right, how would an ordinary girl know the legal provisions of Türkiye?

You should know that if you ask around now, many people don't even know that Turkey exists, let alone its laws.

The landlady suddenly said, "That Miss Wen speaks fluent English. That damn translator, Old Lin, said she had a London accent, and those foreigners said she spoke exactly like a local. Honey, do you think Miss Wen is an ordinary person?"

Without a second thought, Boss Ye replied, "Is there even a need to ask? If it were anyone else, I'd have chopped their head off. All I'd ever say to you is 'Hell, Goodbye!'"

“I think so too. Think about it, we recently treated Miss Wen and her family to a pretty high-class meal, with cakes and stuff, but Miss Wen didn’t even glance at it, she didn’t even care.” The proprietress was a little excited. “What kind of family does a girl from, with such high standards, have to be like that?”

After thinking about it, Boss Ye dared not even consider it.

"Achoo!" Wen Chan was a little puzzled. How could she catch a cold in such hot weather?

She could never have imagined that her identity was becoming increasingly outrageous in the minds of Mr. and Mrs. Ye.