Chapter 108
Jongharng Chioujen
At a quarter to seven, Hershyh tapped Chioujen on the shoulder. "That Mr. Juhrong has arrived."
Chioujen turned. He saw a man who was in his mid-thirties walking towards them. He smiled when he saw Hershyh waving.
"Sorry I'm late. My name is Juhrong Jeni." The person bowed before Chioujen and Hershyh.
"I am Jongharng Chioujen." Quickly, Chioujen stood up and bowed. "It's okay, Sir. I was also a little late."
"Mr. Hershyh," said Juhrong. "I'm sorry. Today I can't go home with you. Something important happened at the office. Something extraordinary. Our boss ordered all the employees to work overtime. I can't give you the details of what happened. However, all the employees can't go home tonight. We have to work until morning. We have things to finish tomorrow morning. If not, then our company will be sued."
Hershyh looked surprised. But a moment later, he smiled. "It's okay. I'll just go home alone."
Juhrong then reached into his trouser pocket. He took out his motorcycle key. "You go home with my motorbike. Tomorrow morning, you can go straight to your office by riding this motorbike. Maybe around nine in the morning, I will come to your office to pick up this motorbike."
"Don't bother." Hershyh shook his head vigorously. "I'll just take the train home."
"If you take the train, it's a roundabout route. You also have to transit twice. So just accept this key, please. I parked where I was yesterday," said Juhrong.
"But you have to come back to your office after this," said Hershyh.
"My workplace is not far from here. I can take public transportation."
"Okay." Hershyh finally nodded. He got up from the bench and took the key from Juhrong's hand.
"Mr. Jongharng, I'm leaving to go home first. Don't forget to look at the paintings inside."
Chioujen smiled. "Thank you Sir. I will definitely go inside to enjoy the paintings."
Hershyh patted Juhrong on the shoulder. Without wasting much time, he left from there. That person was walking fast. In an instant, Chioujen could no longer see him.
"So you have to come back to the office soon?" Chioujen turned to Juhrong.
Juhrong looked at his watch. "My boss gave us enough time to get rest and have dinner. At nine in the evening we have to gather again at the office. So I still have time. Don't worry, Sir."
Someone came out of the building. Straight away, he approached Chioujen.
"Why didn't Uncle come inside?" The person had a worried look on his face.
"Mr. Juhrong will have to return to his office later," said Chioujen. "So he doesn't have much time."
"My name is Mingju Tsaehorng. I am a friend of Mr. Jongharng." Tsaehorng introduced himself to Juhrong. He also gave his business card to Juhrong.
"Mingju? Are you related to the Mingju Family that owns Shindongchaang?" Juhrong's eyes widened.
"That's right , Sir. It's my family's business. But I don't work there. I started my own business."
"One of the subsidiaries in the Shindongchaang group of companies is a client of the company I work for. Nice to meet you, Mr. Mingju."
"Have you eaten?" Asked Tsaehorng.
Juhrong shook his head. "I haven't had dinner yet, Sir! But my boss gave us time so we can eat and drink enough before working hard until tomorrow morning."
"What time should you arrive back at the office?"
"Nine o'clock Sir. So there's still plenty of time."
"Then let's have dinner first. Incidentally, I haven't had dinner either," said Tsaehorng. "This time I'm the treat."
"Thank you, Sir," said Juhrong.
"Did you bring your own vehicle?" Asked Tsaehorng.
"I came here on a motorbike, Sir. But my friend brought the motorbike home."
"After dinner, I'll take you back to the office," said Tsaehorng.
"Again, thank you, Sir!"
"Uncle Jongharng, what do you want to eat?"
Chioujen nodded politely. "Anything is fine."
"What about Mister Juhrong?"
Juhrong grinned widely. "I can eat anything, Sir."
"We're leaving now," Tsaehorng said.
The three of them then walked towards where Tsaehorng had parked his car.
It didn't take long for them to reach their destination. Tsaehorng took them to a restaurant close to the exhibition venue.
"This isn't the diner where you took Beaushu and the others to lunch, is it?" Chioujen asked.
"No, uncle. Or do you want me to go there?"
"No need. It's fine here too. All restaurants are the same."
Juhrong laughed at Chioujen's words.
The restaurant turned out to serve seafood. They ate voraciously. Before leaving, Chioujen had already eaten, but such seafood was impossible for Chioujen to miss.
"Now is the time for us to have a serious talk," Tsaehorng said after they had finished their meal.
"Yesterday, Mr. Hertyan told me the outline. So I'm ready to answer your question now," said Juhrong.
Chioujen pulled out a photo of Shannchyuan and Yinqyueh. He placed the photo in front of Juhrong.
"Yesterday I met this man." The man pointed at Shannchyuan's photo right away.
"Do you know this person?" Asked Tsaehorng.
"Yes. I know him. But not very familiar. I only know that his name is Duanmuh. I don't know his full name."
Chioujen frowned. Shannchyuan never said anything about this. But that's actually not a strange thing. Chioujen didn't live in this town, so it wouldn't be strange if he didn't know who Shannchyuan's friends were. After all, even if Chioujen lived in that city, it would be impossible for him to know who Shannchyuan's acquaintances were in that city.
"How did you know Mr. Duanmuh?" Chioujen asked.
"The first time I met this person was one week ago." The person stopped talking. It seemed he was remembering something. "That's right! Exactly one week ago, Mr. Duanmuh came to my office. He was looking for someone who used to work in my office. About a year ago, that person left our company. None of us even know where he is now. But one of my co-workers promised Mr. Duanmuh that he would try to find information about that person. He would contact Mr. Duanmuh if he got any information."
"Did Mr. Duanmuh give you a phone number? May we know what phone number Mr. Duanmuh gave you?" Chioujen felt a little strange when he asked that.
Does Beaushu have a secret place where his secret friends can contact him there?
"I don't know what the number is, Sir. At that time, I didn't talk much to Mr. Duanmuh. So Mr. Duanmuh gave his phone number to my friend, who promised to give him the information."
Chioujen nodded.
"Yesterday morning, my friend said that he had obtained information about that person. He had also promised to meet Mr. Duanmuh. But in the afternoon, suddenly my boss ordered him to work overtime. So my friend asked me for help. I had to give that information to Mr. Duanmuh in front of the convention hall."
"Did you see what information was in that envelope?" Tsaehorng looked so enthusiastic.
"No, Sir! The information was in a sealed envelope. I gave it directly to Mr. Duanmuh. I didn't even peek at it."
"Then what happened then?" Chioujen asked.
"We chatted a bit about the current situation. Then my friend, Mr. Hertyan, came. I told Mr. Duanmuh that I had other business to attend to, so he left immediately."
"Is your friend, I mean the person who got the information, still in the office?" Asked Tsaehorng.
"Just now, my boss said we should all be in the office by nine o'clock. I don't know what time he will show up at the office. Maybe he's already in the office now, but it's also possible that it'll be nine to ten when he shows up."
Tsaehorng turned to Chioujen. "It's already a quarter to eight. I'll take Uncle to the apartment first to meet the person who found the wallet, then I'll take Mr. Juhrong back to his office, as well as to meet Mr. Juhrong's friend."
Chioujen nodded.
"At about nine o'clock I will pick up Uncle from the apartment. But I can't be sure what will happen later. So if I don't show up at the apartment by ten o'clock, then Uncle just go home first by taxi. I'll follow you straight home."
"Okay!" Chioujen said. "Now let's go to the apartment."
The three of them came out of the seafood restaurant. Juhrong's face looked so bright. Chioujen smiled. Young master Mingju asked him for help. He must have imagined that he would soon receive a hefty fortune.
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