Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 904 - 903: How Much Benefit Did You Receive?

The next day at noon, Zheng Yuanjie made a phone call to Ye Wenying, using a pretext to persuade Ye Wenying to meet him. He needed to talk about clearing things up with Dong Aiguo...

Over the phone, Zheng Wenjie didn't say much, and Ye Wenying agreed. The two arranged to meet at two o'clock at a small mountain on the outskirts of Hua City.

"Awen, get the car ready for me."

After hanging up, Zheng Yuanjie sought out one of his staff members and then strode downstairs. This meeting could be considered a gamble.

A gamble with his life at stake. Hao Jian had already discovered him, and if he didn't address this matter, he would die immediately. But if he took action, perhaps Ye Wenying would consider his years of dedication to the Ye Family and show mercy.

He hated it! He hated himself for being powerless! Hao Jian and Ye Wenying thoroughly outmatched him in every aspect of strength. People like him lived like floating debris, swaying amidst the storms created by them.

"Awen, in a moment, hide in that patch of grass, and take this. Record every scene in clear detail. No matter what happens to me, don't you dare come out!"

Upon reaching the destination, Zheng Yuanjie instructed his subordinate, Awen, to hide in a patch of grass at the mountaintop. The peak of this mountain was small, with only a few steps leading to its edge. Hiding Awen here was not only secure but also ensured that the entire mountaintop scene could be captured.

"Boss… you're not thinking of something desperate, are you?"

Awen had been raised by Zheng Yuanjie from a low-level employee to his trusted aide, and so he felt deeply grateful to him.

Upon hearing such somber remarks from his boss, Awen felt his heart tighten. His face was tense as he stared at Zheng Yuanjie, hesitating before speaking.

"Haha, perhaps there are certain things that must bear consequences once done. Even the heavens know I've committed too many wrongs and now want me to go for a chat."

Zheng Yuanjie laughed wistfully, extending his hand to pat Awen's shoulder. In a soft voice, he said, "Awen, in all my life, I have no family. You are the first person I've ever recognized, and I trust you absolutely."

"Boss, don't talk like that… I'm really worried!" Awen's expression changed drastically upon hearing what seemed like his boss preparing final words. His nervous voice carried a hint of pleading as he stared at Zheng Yuanjie.

"If anything happens to me, remember to call this number…" Zheng Yuanjie dismissively waved his hand before pulling a piece of paper from his pocket. On it was a phone number.

This was the number Hao Jian had given Zheng Yuanjie before leaving, along with that miniature camera. Now, Zheng Yuanjie handed both items to Awen.

"Boss…"

"Enough, don't say another word. Hide well now—whether I live or die, don't make a move, or we'll both die!"

Zheng Yuanjie's face turned serious as he patted Awen on the shoulder again and pointed toward the patch of grass serving as a hiding place.

"Y-Yes…"

Seeing Zheng Yuanjie's demeanor, Awen realized he couldn't persuade his boss. He reluctantly agreed, carefully parting the grass and lying beneath it. Once he was hidden, Zheng Yuanjie meticulously cleaned the area to erase any traces before positioning himself at the spot where Awen could capture the clearest shot. He stood silently.

*Beep…*

Once he saw his boss leave, Awen pressed the small button on the miniature camera. He secured the camera amidst the leaves of a small bush, pointing its lens precisely at Zheng Yuanjie.

Time ticked away moment by moment. It was now only five minutes until the scheduled meeting with Ye Wenying. Sweat slowly formed and rolled down Zheng Yuanjie's forehead.

*Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop…*

Three minutes later, from the one and only narrow path up this small mountain, three figures gradually appeared, walking steadily toward Zheng Yuanjie.

The commotion behind him quickly caught Zheng Yuanjie's attention, prompting him to turn around. When his gaze met those three figures, his expression subtly changed before nodding slightly.

"Wenying…"

"Uncle!"

The lead figure was none other than Ye Wenying, trailed by his two bodyguards. He came with few men because this was merely a meeting with Zheng Yuanjie; there was no need for a large entourage.

Moreover, he was currently in Hao Jian's domain. Any overt presence might tip off Hao Jian's informants. Even coming here in secret carried risk, as being discovered by Hao Jian wouldn't just mean standing here exchanging words—it could mean death. Hao Jian could very well kill him.

"Uncle, what's the purpose of summoning me out here this time? If you have something to say, make it quick. You know my situation—lingering too long might get me spotted by Hao Jian's people."

Upon seeing Zheng Yuanjie, Ye Wenying showed no hint of politeness. Despite their familial connection, the prideful Ye Wenying exhibited no respect. First, their blood relation wasn't close; they were merely distant relatives. Second, in his eyes, Zheng Yuanjie was a complete fool.

Anyone who didn't stand at his level was unworthy of a proper look. After all, he was a member of the Ye Family—the Young Master of the Ye Family.

Furthermore, at this point, Zheng Yuanjie was no more than one of his subordinates. Using this tone with him was already more courtesy than he bestowed on others.

"I want to clear up matters between us and Dong Aiguo…"

Zheng Yuanjie swallowed hard before confessing his decision.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenying's eyes slightly narrowed as he clasped his hands behind his back. He let out a cold laugh and said, "Are you joking? After taking so many benefits from me, you now intend to betray me?!"

"Go ahead, tell me—how much did Hao Jian promise you?!"

Ye Wenying couldn't believe Zheng Yuanjie would betray him out of the blue. There had to be external influence behind this. And the most suspect individual was undoubtedly Hao Jian.

"This decision is mine alone!"

Having started, there was no point turning back. Zheng Yuanjie stared directly at Ye Wenying without flinching and said, "I've grown sick of the things you've done over the years. The families you've destroyed to achieve your goals—ruined lives and shattered homes!"

"Hahaha! Excellent, excellent! Never thought I, Ye Wenying, would live to see the day my own subordinate pointed at me in accusation!" Ye Wenying erupted in anger, laughing bitterly. No one had ever dared talk to him like this before—no one except Hao Jian. Now, this minion of his—a relative he had personally uplifted—dared point fingers at him, condemning his actions!

This experience made Ye Wenying furious—a fury he had never known.

"You orchestrated this entire plan to frame Hao Jian—having me find someone to crash Li He's car, then arranging for the vehicle to end up parked near Dong Aiguo's deceased son's villa, so a grief-stricken Hao Jian would lose control and kill Dong Aiguo's child, knowing he wouldn't bother analyzing the details in his rage!"

Zheng Yuanjie's eyes locked onto Ye Wenying as he slowly exposed the plan they had concocted together to entrap Hao Jian. He had to spell it all out in Ye Wenying's presence for Awen's footage to hold real weight.

"Uncle, do you think spilling this will make anyone believe you? Uncle, you're still too naïve!"

Though unsure why Zheng Yuanjie was saying these words, Ye Wenying sneered and shook his head, unleashing a cold chuckle as he stared at him, his voice sharp.

*Clack, clack…*

The two bodyguards behind Ye Wenying seemed to pick up on his dark mood, stepping forward with sharp gazes fixed on Zheng Yuanjie. One of them discreetly reached for his waist—where a handgun lay waiting.

"Hao Jian already has evidence against me. If I don't clarify this situation, he'll ruin me. At that point, death is inevitable. I've served the Ye Family for so many years—I may not have achievements, but I've endured countless hardships. Now that I'm only trying to plan for my own future, is that truly so unforgivable?" Unfazed by the scene, Zheng Yuanjie pressed on. He had already resigned himself to open defiance; nothing could scare him now.

Zheng Yuanjie continued, "Hao Jian did exactly as we plotted—he killed Dong Aiguo's son. And you tipped off Dong Aiguo's men afterward about Shu Ya Group's cargo locations, fueling the feud completely."

"But you never expected Hao Jian to triumph over Dong Aiguo! That misstep falls squarely on you, Wenying! You didn't foresee Hao Jian coming after me either. Now, I'm trapped—damned if I act, damned if I don't—and it's all your fault!"

"Enough!"

As Zheng Yuanjie's words grew more brazen, Ye Wenying's expression darkened further, silencing him with a low growl.

"Who does that man think he is to speak to Boss like that…"

Hidden in the shadows, Awen's mind swirled with disbelief and simmering anger. His beloved boss was being scolded by a younger man. If it weren't for Zheng Yuanjie's earlier commands, Awen would've jumped out by now to confront him!

"But those two bodyguards of his… They look incredibly intimidating…"

Shifting his gaze, Awen studied Ye Wenying's two bodyguards, gulping nervously. Fear gripped him, yet Zheng Yuanjie's revelations shocked him more deeply. They had conspired together to harm others!

As he watched the unfolding drama, Awen understood what his boss meant with those cryptic instructions earlier—it was because his boss intended to confess!