Chapter 16: Intelligence Update—The Wealthy Heir Who Was Cheated On! (Please Keep Reading!)

While Jiang Tao was on a video call with his wife, Xu Li, Wang Lianming and his wife, He Fang, were having dinner. Wang recounted his morning encounter with Jiang Tao and the news about three of Jiang's former classmates being diagnosed with cervical cancer.

"That's terrifying!" Although they were strangers, as a woman, He Fang felt uneasy hearing about others suffering from cancer.

Wang Lianming sipped his millet and pumpkin porridge and added, "Jiang Tao had his wife take his mother, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law for a full physical check-up. With that many people, it must have cost a fortune."

He Fang sighed, "Look at how filial Jiang Tao is and how well he treats his wife. You work right alongside him every day—you should learn a thing or two from him."

"I am learning! Since you have the day off tomorrow, why don't you go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up? You should start getting one every year."

"Forget it. I bet a single check-up costs at least 1,400 or 1,500 yuan. It's a waste of money. I feel perfectly fine; there's nothing wrong with me." He Fang was still reluctant to spend that kind of money. Fifteen hundred yuan was roughly their monthly food budget.

Wang Lianming urged her, "Don't count the cost! I think Jiang Tao is right—some things are worth spending on, and others are for saving. Just go tomorrow! Even a car needs maintenance after being driven for so long, let alone a human being."

"Let me think about it."

"No more thinking. I've decided: you're going for a check-up tomorrow." Jiang Tao’s words from the morning hung over Wang Lianming like the Sword of Damocles. If He Fang didn't get checked, he wouldn't be able to rest easy.

"Fine! I'll go get checked. But if it turns out to be a waste of money..."

"I'm hoping it’s a waste of money! You silly woman, are you actually hoping they find something wrong?"

"True." He Fang laughed at her own logic.

...

At Jiang Tao’s home, he chatted with Xu Li for over an hour before ending the call. After washing the dishes, he crawled into bed to listen to an audiobook. As the clock struck midnight, new intelligence refreshed.

[Intelligence for today]:
While refueling at the Sinopec gas station, you will encounter the wealthy second-generation heir, Wang Fei.
Relevant intelligence obtained:
Your appearance is 80% similar to the South Korean man with whom Wang Fei’s girlfriend cheated.
If you let him punch you once, you can receive up to 80,000 yuan in compensation!
Wang Fei is currently drowning his sorrows at the Shanyu Cocktail Bar near Huilongguan!
The target is expected to stay there for about 45 more minutes!

...

"What the hell..." Jiang Tao was instantly wide awake. What kind of insane intelligence was this? He looked like the guy who cuckolded a wealthy heir?

But that wasn't the point. Jiang Tao was immediately drawn to the sum mentioned in the intelligence. A punch for 80,000 yuan? If he took that punch, wouldn't his family’s debts be cleared? He was a sturdy, thick-skinned man; surely a single punch wouldn't kill him?

For the now cash-strapped Jiang Tao, this intelligence was incredibly tempting. There was one crucial detail: Wang Fei would only be at the bar for another 45 minutes. No, wait—only 25 minutes left! It would take at least 20 minutes to get from Xiaoshahe to the Shanyu Cocktail Bar in Huilongguan. Jiang Tao, who often hauled cargo in the area, knew exactly where the bar was.

"I'm doing it!" Thinking of his family's debts, his wife, and his children, Jiang Tao quickly started putting on his clothes and shoes. When he was hit by a car earlier that year and broke his leg, he only got 20,000 yuan in compensation. Now, a single punch could net him 80,000—a year’s worth of back-breaking labor! And the guy was just a rich kid, not Mike Tyson. How hard could he possibly hit? Jiang Tao had survived a year of life’s brutal beatings; could a rich kid named Wang Fei be any more vicious? If he hit him, who would actually be in more pain remained to be seen.

Dressed and ready, Jiang Tao grabbed his phone, pushed open his door, and headed downstairs. Since he had been drinking, he couldn't drive, so he splurged on a ride-hailing service. Even at this late hour, a driver quickly accepted the order. He hailed a BAIC New Energy EU400 at the village entrance, and for 38 yuan and a 13-minute ride, he arrived at the Shanyu Cocktail Bar.

Though he liked a drink now and then, he had never once set foot in a bar. This was his first time. If it weren't for the 80,000 yuan waiting for him, he never would have come.

"Damn it all!" he muttered to himself. Taking a deep breath, he strode into the bar.

It was past midnight. The bar was filled with young men and women drinking and chatting. Dressed in his rustic clothes, Jiang Tao was a world away from the handsome, well-dressed crowd. If not for the intelligence update, he likely would never have crossed paths with these people in his entire life.

"Good evening, sir. Welcome to Shanyu Cocktail Bar. How can I help you?" A waiter in uniform approached him as he stood dazed at the entrance.

"I'm looking for a friend. Don't worry about me." Jiang Tao waved the waiter off, his eyes locking onto a section in the northeast corner of the bar. A spotlight, distinct from the bar's colorful lighting, shone on a young man in a white shirt and black trousers, holding a cocktail glass.

"Actually, bring me one of your specialty cocktails." Once he found his target, Jiang Tao didn't rush over to "get beaten" immediately. He turned to the waiter to order a drink first. Walking in without spending money would look too suspicious. To secure 80,000 yuan, spending a hundred yuan or so on a drink to play the part was a necessary investment.

"Certainly, sir! I'll take you to a seat, and I'll bring it over to you in a moment." The waiter didn't treat him differently despite his attire, maintaining a professional attitude.

"Sure, I'll go over there; I see some open seats." Jiang Tao pointed toward the area where Wang Fei was sitting and strode toward him.

...

"I provided her with everything—food, clothes, 80,000 yuan a month in pocket money—and she still cheated on me!" Wang Fei had clearly had too much to drink, repeating the same sentence over and over. He and his girlfriend, Li Hui, had dated for over three years in college. Then, less than six months after she went abroad, she hooked up with an art student from her school!

"Don't be depressed, Young Master Wang. Li Hui is just a total b*tch!"
"Exactly, she turned down a great guy like you to be with some bald old geezer. She's the one who will regret it!"
"Yeah, she must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
"Out with the old, in with the new. Don't let a b*tch ruin your mood!"

His friends kept chiming in, trying to comfort him. To be fair, Wang Fei’s family was worth billions; even in Beijing, he was considered a top-tier heir. He had finally tried to play it pure for once, only to be cheated on by a woman whose family background was nowhere near his own. Anyone would be bitter.

"You guys keep drinking. I’m going to the restroom. When I get back, let's head to Sanlitun and pick up some girls to keep the party going." Wang Fei stood up from the booth and headed toward the restroom.

After sitting down near Wang Fei, Jiang Tao had been watching his every move, while also keeping an eye on the remaining time displayed by the intelligence system. There were only four minutes left before Wang Fei was supposed to leave the bar!

Jiang Tao hadn't found an opportunity to act yet, and he was getting anxious. He couldn't just walk up and ask to be punched for no reason. Seeing Wang Fei leave the booth, Jiang Tao realized this might be his last chance to get his attention. He quickly stood up and followed him toward the restroom.

The two stood side by side at the urinals.

"Ahem..." Jiang Tao coughed twice, trying to get Wang Fei's attention, but it didn't work. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him—a key detail from the intelligence: Wang Fei's girlfriend had cheated with a South Korean man.

"Aishibaki! Gaesaekki!" Jiang Tao didn't know much Korean, so he just blurted out the few words he knew.

It worked! The broken Korean instantly grabbed Wang Fei’s attention. He hated South Koreans more than anything right now!

Swish!

Wang Fei whipped his head around to look at Jiang Tao. They were less than a foot apart, and they were roughly the same height. As soon as Wang Fei turned, he saw Jiang Tao’s face, and he froze—so stunned that he didn't even notice he was peeing on his own shoes.

For a split second, Wang Fei thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Wasn't this the very guy who had cuckolded him with Li Hui? How did he dare come to China? How did he dare come to Beijing? And how did he dare appear right in front of him!