Wang Ying has been released from detention.

  As agreed upon beforehand, this guy came out and directly "reported" to Tian Liang.

  With Xie Na's cooperation, Xiang Tianliang successfully shook off the plainclothes police who were following him and arrived at the meeting place with Wang Ying.

  A small restaurant's private room, Wang Ying and a few others who hadn't eaten for several months like starving wolves, ate two large bowls of fried noodles and a whole roasted chicken.

  Wang Ying wiped his face and asked for wine to drink. He told the store owner Tian Liang to bring up half a catty of white wine, "After I finish my work, I'll let you drink your fill."

  "Thanks, boss." Wang Ying picked up her wine bowl and drained it in one gulp.

  "Damn it, no one's competing with you, can't you drink a bit slower?"

  Wang Ying wiped his mouth and said with a bitter face: "Boss, you don't know that the second day after you left, Zheng Junbo came back from the hospital, shouting to find you to settle accounts. When he saw you were gone, he took it out on me, eating only two buns and a bowl of porridge a day, starving me to death."

  "Oh, this guy recovered so quickly!" Xiang Tianliang was shocked. His previous move would normally put someone in bed for ten days to half a month. It seemed that Zheng Junbo really had some skills.

  "It's not like that, he insisted that I was in cahoots with the big boss, and he's been trying to get me killed. Damn it, I have to settle the score with him."

  "Alright then, you eat a bit more and after we're full, let's go settle the score with him together."

  "Boss, we've been waiting for you to say that." Wang Ying's spirits lifted greatly, and after finishing off the roasted chicken, he set his sights on another bowl of braised pork.

  Wang Ying was a rascal, born in the countryside, uncultured, fond of martial arts, with some chivalrous spirit. After exchanging a few moves with Xiang Tianliang, he knew that he was a descendant of the Xiang family and then devoted his heart to him.

  Such a man, Xiang Tianliang likes.

  However, upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but smile wryly. Wang Ying was not very tall and a bit on the chubby side, with a lot of flesh on his body, resembling the "Short-legged Tiger" Wang Ying from the classic novel "Water Margin".

  "Wang Ying, do you know the story of the 108 heroes from 'Water Margin'?"

  "Haha, boss, I know what you're going to say." Wang Ying's brain was also quite quick, and without even lifting his head, he responded, "Even my son says that I'm just like the dwarf tiger Wang Ying from 'Water Margin'."

  "Really? Is that so?"

  "Hehe, don't be surprised, big brother, I've also married a beautiful wife. The villagers all say that I'm the dwarf tiger Wang Ying."

  He looked up at the sky and laughed, asking: "What does your wife do?"

  "She is a child king, in her hometown, she works as a private teacher, taking care of 70 or 80 kids."

  "Oh... so you've been wandering around outside for years, and your wife doesn't care about you?"

  Wang Ying finished eating braised pork belly and patted his stomach, laughing: "My wife said that as long as I don't touch three things, I don't have to go home."

  "What three things?"

  "Yellow gambling poison."

  "Oh..."

  "My wife also said that she gave birth to a son and daughter for me, I won't be able to run far."

  "Hehe, what else did your wife say?"

  "My wife also said that if I don't return home by the time I'm 40 years old, she'll marry someone else and take our child with her."

  "How old are you this year?"

  "Haha, virtual age 38, actual age 37, I still have two and a half years of freedom."

  Xiang Tianliang took out 500 yuan from his pocket and put it on the table, saying: "Wang Ying, send this 500 yuan back home and make a phone call to report your safety."

  Wang Ying jumped up as soon as he saw the money, "Boss, what's the meaning of this? I don't want your money."

  "If you want me to be the boss, then take the money." Xiang Tianliang's face turned stern.

  Wang Ying hesitated for a moment, "Boss, actually, I followed you because I had a small idea."

  "Uh-huh, you said."

  Wang Yingdao said: "I learned martial arts at the age of nine, but unfortunately my master passed away in less than three years, so I never achieved anything. Later, someone suggested that I go to your family's old master as a teacher, but your family's old master had already retired. Then I wanted to learn from your third uncle, but five times I met him, he was always dismissive of me because I was bringing my existing skills and was also older, so he refused to accept me as his student. That's why I thought I couldn't return home with dignity, so I just drifted around outside."

  Indeed, he's a martial arts fanatic.

  "Are you asking me to help you get acquainted with my third uncle?" Xiang Tianliang asked with a smile.

  Yes.

  "Alright, I promise you, take this money and send it back home. After we finish this job, I'll take you to meet my third uncle."

  "Really, is it true?" Wang Ying jumped up again.

  "Of course, my third uncle may not listen to my grandfather's words, but he must listen to mine."

  Wang Ying's face was filled with joy, and he put away the money on the table while repeatedly saying: "Boss, thank you, thank you."

  With a reliable helper, Xiang Tianliang felt more confident. Wang Ying was not a heavy thinker, but he valued loyalty. In today's society, such loyalty is hard to come by.

  "Wang Ying, you're out, did you talk to Deputy Director Gao?"

  "Heh heh, I didn't tell him, as soon as I came out, I called you."

  Xiang Tianliang nodded in satisfaction, "Do you still remember what Zhang San said that day in prison?"

  Wang Ying scratched his head, "Boss, Shen San'er said a lot of things, which sentences are you referring to?"

  "He said that jade pendant, after he stole it, was sold to a friend named Chen Lejia, who ran a stall at the train station and lived at No. 31 Xiangyang Hutong."

  "Oh... I remember now." Wang Ying slapped his forehead, grinning foolishly and said, "Boss, you want to follow the trail and figure out where that jade pendant ended up."

  Xiang Tianliang said, even idioms like "lian shun teng mo gua" (to get a good opportunity) can be used, isn't Wang Ying very clever?

  However, he didn't explain to Wang Ying why he wanted to pursue the jade pendant, saying too much would only confuse him. He was just happy that Vice Director Gao's distant relative understood that this matter would be beneficial to Vice Director Gao.

  "Wang Ying, the whereabouts of that jade pendant is very important to Deputy Director Gao."

  Wang Ying nodded seriously and said: "I know, Old Gao wants to be the director, Old Gao becomes the director, and you, Big Brother, will be the head of the office."

  Tian Liang couldn't help but laugh at what he heard, "That's right, that's exactly how it is. It's a matter of great importance, only success is allowed, failure is not permitted."

  "Big brother, what should we do?"

  He stretched out his right hand towards the sky, waved it once and brought it back, clenched into a fist: "First catch that Chen Leija, then we'll pry open his mouth."

  Wang Ying nodded and replied: "I understand, just like dealing with Shen San'er, if he doesn't listen, beat him up."

  "Hehe, right, let's go find him now."

  "Boss, this is easy."

  "Oh, what's the easy way?"

  "Let's catch Zhen San first, then let him help us find Chen Lejia, isn't that more efficient?"

  This time it's Xiang Tianliang's turn to jump up.

  "What did you say? Shen San'er has also come out?"