Leng Chuanjin wasted no time in investigating the information of these investors and companies.
Except for one rather suspicious company, the others were all families that had long - standing cooperation with Luna's great - grandfather.
These forces were all arrested without exception, so he simply ignored them.
The man started his investigation by following this company.
Just as he was assigning tasks to his subordinates, there was a sudden knock on the door.
He closed the page before shouting towards the door.
"Come in."
Wang Fu opened the door, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Eldest Young Master, Sir is back."
"Since he's back, why are you so scared?"
Sir was the alias for Leng Qiuhua.
Since the eldest young master loathed him so much, the servants in the Leng family never addressed him as Master.
Leng Chuanjin stood up, thinking that his uncle was making things difficult for the butler.
"Sir... he also brought a young man with him."
A young man? Leng Chuanjin stopped in his tracks.
He actually dared to bring Chen Jiayuan back.
This was extremely abnormal. He remembered that when he had previously requested to meet his son, Leng Qiuhua had found all sorts of excuses to avoid it.
As a result, Leng Chuanjin still hadn't had the chance to have a private conversation with Chen Jiayuan.
But now, he was actually bringing him here on his own initiative.
Leng Qiuhua must have had some ulterior motives for coming back this time.
Well, it didn't matter. He could just take this opportunity to probe this man's true intentions.
"Let's go."
The man straightened his collar.
"Let's go and greet our guests."
When he reached the living room, Leng Wanqing was sitting on the sofa reluctantly, entertaining Leng Qiuhua.
There was nothing she could do. Since her elder brother hadn't arrived yet, she had to step in to save the day.
Leng Chuanjin walked over and instinctively shielded his younger sister behind him.
"Uncle. Long time no see."
A formulaic smile appeared on his face.
Then, his gaze shifted to Chen Jiayuan.
Leng Wanqing whispered from behind.
"Who is he? He acts as if he owns the place."
"He's your cousin."
Although the words were directed at his sister, the man's eyes never left Chen Jiayuan.
"Uncle, shouldn't you introduce him briefly? After all, all I know about my cousin is his name."
The smile on Leng Qiuhua's face twitched.
This brat wanted to pry more information about his son from his mouth.
The atmosphere immediately turned cold after Leng Chuanjin said this.
Wang Fu sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward.
"Eldest Young Master, dinner is ready."
Knowing that he wouldn't be able to get any answers now, Leng Chuanjin decided to go with the flow.
"It seems that Uncle isn't in the mood to chat. Let's go and have the New Year's Eve dinner then."
In fact, this so - called New Year's Eve dinner was just a bunch of strangers with their own agendas sitting together to have a meal.
The only sound on the dinner table was the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, making the meal rather unappetizing.
"Chen Jiayuan."
Leng Chuanjin suddenly asked.
"Do you know a girl named Xia Anying?"
Both Leng Wanqing and Chen Jiayuan stopped their hands at the same time.
But the next second, he recovered.
He calmly picked up some vegetables and put them in his bowl, saying,
"I don't know."
Leng Qiuhua also clearly paused for a moment.
Leng Chuanjin glanced at him. It was not hard to see from his eyes that he had no idea about the existence of Xia Anying.
It seemed that the relationship between this father - son pair was not as harmonious as it appeared on the surface.
"So, the child the Fu family found not long ago also has the surname Xia, right?"
Although he didn't know what his nephew was talking about, Leng Qiuhua quickly reacted and changed the subject.
"Wasn't her name Xia Sanghuan?"
"Chuanjin, is there any relationship between her and the Xia Anying you mentioned?"
The question was thrown back at him. As expected of the well - known old fox.
"They're sisters."
There was no point in hiding it. Anyway, Leng Qiuhua could find out after he went back. It was better to just admit it openly.
However, he hadn't expected that Leng Qiuhua didn't know about Xia Anying.
But it was reasonable. After all, Xia Sanghuan had been away for eighteen years, and even now, not many people knew that she was a member of the Fu family.
Moreover, the Fu family had intentionally covered up her information, so it was difficult to find out much about her.
The two of them said a few more meaningless words on this topic, playing a game of cat - and - mouse, and then the topic was dropped.
After dinner, Leng Qiuhua walked into Leng Chuanjin's study.
It was time for the annual request for funds.
The man sat there with a gloomy face, concentrating on typing the company's reports on the computer. He ignored his uncle.
Finally, Leng Qiuhua couldn't sit still anymore.
"Chuanjin, the funds allocated by the company in the past six months have been a bit less..."
"You say this every year."
Leng Chuanjin bluntly cut him off.
The only reason Leng Qiuhua was willing to come back to this place that could hardly be called a "home" every year was for that appropriation of funds.
His company surely made money. How could a company run by an old fox not make money?
But the profit was far less than one - ten - thousandth of that of the Leng family's main company.
Leng Chuanjin had originally thought that the funds allocated to him would be used to expand his business, but judging from the situation in recent years, it seemed not.
So, no one knew where these funds had finally gone.
"Chuanjin, don't forget what was written in the agreement back then."
Leng Qiuhua's voice suddenly turned cold.
If this brat didn't give him any face, then he didn't want to waste any more words on him.
Get the money and leave. The purpose was that simple.
"What did you bring Chen Jiayuan back for?"
Ignoring the threat in his tone, Leng Chuanjin asked directly.
"Do you think I won't give you the money, so you brought him here to play the victim?"
His thoughts were exposed, and Leng Qiuhua inevitably flew into a rage.
"You..."
"The appropriation notice has been sent to the bank. It should arrive in about three days."
"You can leave now, Uncle."
The man stood up from his seat and looked down at him.
He couldn't dig out more information from the two of them, and his patience had run out.
"Aren't you still planning to talk to me about the bar through him?"
"Why didn't you mention a single word in the end?"
After leaving the Leng family, Chen Jiayuan started to poke at his father's sore spot.
"How dare you mention it?"
"Jiayuan, shouldn't you explain the matter about Xia Anying to me?"
Chen Jiayuan let out a sneer.
"There's nothing to say. She's just a discarded pawn."
Leng Qiuhua looked at him suspiciously.
He originally didn't want to bring his son back to the Leng family for this so - called "New Year's Eve dinner".
But Luna had been arrested, and the current investigation right of the bar was in Leng Chuanjin's hands.
So he had to take this risk.
However, Leng Chuanjin didn't give him any chance at all. Instead, he countered him.
After the name "Xia Anying" came up, he knew that he shouldn't ask any more questions.
Leng Chuanjin had more intelligence in his hands than he had expected.