On the day of delivery, Su Hongyi and his son dressed in suits, slicked back their hair, and presented their best selves to greet Chen Wanyi.
Chen Wanyi remained fashionable and beautiful, sunglasses never leaving her face.
She arrived with several men in work uniforms, claiming to be third-party inspection experts.
Su Yaozu looked a bit nervous. “Miss Chen, there’s no need for experts to check, right? Our Su Textile Factory is a long-established brand with a renowned quality.”
Chen Wanyi replied, “This is our first cooperation, and the order is huge. My boss insisted on careful inspection. Don’t worry, the experts are impartial third parties—they won’t favor either side.”
“Yes, yes, Miss Chen is right. This step cannot be skipped. Thank you, everyone.”
Su Hongyi agreed and even politely made way for them.
Su Yaozu quietly tugged at Su Hongyi’s sleeve. “Dad, you can’t—”
“Don’t interfere!”
Su Hongyi snapped, then smiled at the experts. “This way, please.”
The experts took out instruments, checking color and textile density with professionalism and speed.
Su Yaozu’s palms were sweating. “At this pace, the inspection will never finish by tomorrow. Miss Chen, you’re in a hurry to ship these to Hong Kong for garment production, right? Don’t let this delay you. Quick, load the goods!”
He signaled the workers, who quickly began moving boxes of fabric toward the truck.
Chen Wanyi immediately realized these boxes must be problematic.
She gave a signal to one expert, who promptly stopped the workers.
Su Yaozu panicked. “Miss Chen, there’s really no need—”
Before he could finish, the inspection device beeped.
The expert frowned and held a piece of fabric up to the sunlight.
“The color level is off. Only grade four? The contract requires grade six.”
“Impossible!”
Su Yaozu snatched the fabric and shoved it back into the box, forcing a smile. “The instrument must be inaccurate. Our Su fabrics are flawless.”
Su Hongyi tried to explain as well. “Yes, our dyes are ancestral secrets—there’s no way they could be wrong.”
“Then why not let us inspect it?” Chen Wanyi ordered the box opened.
Su Yaozu blocked her firmly. “This is wasting time! Just sample a few pieces.”
Chen Wanyi gave a signal, and a bodyguard in a black suit pushed Su Yaozu aside, holding him down.
Soon another expert shouted, “This fabric density is off—it’s mixed with inferior cotton.”
“This box has issues too, the color difference is severe.”
“And this one…”
The experts’ voices rose and fell in succession.
Su Yaozu closed his eyes, too afraid to face them.
Chen Wanyi picked up the problematic fabrics, glaring at Su Hongyi. “Boss Su, what’s going on here?”
Su Hongyi’s hands trembled, sweat pouring down his face. “Impossible… impossible… our Su Textile Factory could never make such mistakes…”
Chen Wanyi said coldly, “The facts are right in front of you. You’ve mixed in so many inferior products. What else do you have to say?”
Su Hongyi didn’t know what to do and looked at Su Yaozu.
A few days ago he had stayed up late supervising production, but age caught up to him, so he had Su Yaozu take over.
But Su Yaozu didn’t dare meet his father’s gaze—he shrank back, saying nothing.
Su Hongyi recognized this behavior immediately.
Since childhood, whenever Su Yaozu got into trouble, he reacted this way!
Su Hongyi’s heart sank. He grabbed Su Yaozu by the collar and shouted, “What the hell is going on?”
Su Yaozu’s legs went weak, and he stammered, “I… I was afraid of overspending, so I added a little… just a little… who knew they would inspect every single piece.”
“How could there be overspending? Fifty percent deposit already! I even borrowed money—there’s plenty!” Su Hongyi was stubborn.
Su Yaozu’s voice dropped further. “I… I’ve been working hard recently, so… I took a bit of money… to Yan Hong Alley…”
“You spendthrift!”
Su Hongyi, furious, grabbed a nearby abacus and threw it at him.
Yan Hong Alley? In the old days, it was a high-end brothel, burning money freely! Though officially banned now, there were always ways to run ventures secretly.
Could Su Yaozu’s spending have been just a little?
“Our Su Textile Factory has thrived for generations on reputation! And you dare adulterate our products? I’ll beat you to death!”
“I scrimp and supervise production day and night, and you? You take money to such places!”
Su Hongyi was so angry he coughed up blood, yet still continued to hit Su Yaozu.
“Dad, Dad, I’m sorry! Stop, ah—”
Chen Wanyi folded her arms and quietly watched.
She knew that Su Yaozu, this prodigal son, couldn’t handle hardship and sought pleasure whenever he had a bit of money. Besides, he had a history of frequenting Yan Hong Alley.
Now the timing was perfect—the net could be closed.
Chen Wanyi spoke coldly, interrupting, “Boss Su, I’m not interested in your family matters, but according to the contract, you’ve clearly breached it. The total penalty is 1.2 million.”
“1.2 million!” Su Hongyi’s vision went black, and he collapsed.
“Dad! Dad!”
Su Yaozu knelt in panic, reaching out to feel Su Hongyi’s breath. Fortunately, he was still alive.
Su Yaozu looked up. “Our goods are only worth 120,000! You’re extorting us! Blackmail!”
“The contract clearly states ten times the breach amount.” Chen Wanyi slammed the contract in front of him.
Seeing the black-and-white text, Su Yaozu regretted urging his father to sign it so eagerly that day.
He knelt before Chen Wanyi. “Miss Chen! Please have mercy! Give us another chance—we’ll redo it!”
Chen Wanyi smiled coldly. “When you adulterated the goods, why didn’t you think of this?”
She took out another document. “According to the contract, both Su Textile Factory and the Su family villa are mortgaged to me.”
“From now on, this place belongs to the Chens.”
Su Yaozu collapsed on the ground.
On the day of signing, he and his father had gambled, mortgaging both the factory and villa. They had thought that as long as the goods were delivered on time, everything would be fine—they’d make a guaranteed profit!
“It was you! You must have set this up to seize our Su family!” Su Yaozu lost all reason, jumping to attack Chen Wanyi.
Two tall bodyguards easily intercepted him and threw him to the ground like a discarded cabbage.
Su Yaozu kept shouting, “That’s our ancestral property! You can’t take it, an outsider!”
Chen Wanyi held the contract and slapped it hard against Su Yaozu’s face.
“The Su family’s things weren’t taken by me—they were given to me. Su Yaozu, if it weren’t for your momentary greed, how could the Su family have changed its name?”
Su Yaozu was stunned.
All of this… was his own doing?
The Su family’s century-old enterprise… handed over so easily…
Chen Wanyi clasped her hands behind her back. “Enough. This place no longer bears the Su name. Kick them out!”