"The people who kidnapped my son are the ones who contacted me first. I can't reach them, but by going through Zhang Daya, I can make the kidnappers contact me voluntarily. Can I make a call now?" Zhao Xianghua revealed everything without any hesitation.
At the same time, he stared at Ye Fan, as if waiting for instructions. As long as Ye Fan told him to call, he would immediately make the call.
A distinguished business mogul reduced to such a timid state in front of Ye Fan was truly astonishing.
"Go ahead." Ye Fan instructed casually.
Zhao Xianghua immediately dialed Zhang Daya's number and put it on speakerphone. He didn't know what Ye Fan intended to do, but he couldn't disobey Ye Fan's command. Deep down, he also held onto some hope; he had already sensed that Ye Fan was someone formidable. If his son could be saved unharmed, he would do anything. With his son in the hands of the kidnappers, even if he followed Zhang Daya's instructions, he couldn't guarantee his son's safety. Therefore, he especially hoped that Ye Fan would rescue his son, and by then, he would follow any of Ye Fan's commands without fail.
The phone rang for a few seconds before Zhang Daya answered.
"President Zhang, I accept all your demands. I just want to ensure my son's safety," Zhao Xianghua was the first to speak. He adjusted his breathing and didn't show any signs of distress, as he didn't want to slip up and dissatisfy Ye Fan.
"Good, very good. I knew President Zhao would give me, Zhang, this bit of respect. Quickly prepare the contract for the transfer of shares. Don't worry; your son is fine. We've been working together for years as friends; how could I bear to harm my nephew?" Zhang Daya's voice carried a tone of roguishness and smugness.
"I just want to hear my son's voice now. As long as he's okay, I'll immediately start fulfilling your demands," Zhao Xianghua said with determination, showing he would do anything for his son.
"You don't trust my integrity? Am I a man who doesn't keep his word?" Zhang Daya was displeased.
"What's President Zhang saying? I'm just missing my son. I know President Zhao is a man of his word," Zhao Xianghua flattered.
Zhang Daya hesitated for a second, then relented, "Wait by the phone."
With that, Zhang Daya hung up, and within less than two minutes, Zhao Xianghua's phone rang.
"Dad, save me, come quickly," a sobbing voice came through the phone, mixed with some noise.
Before Zhao Xianghua could speak, the call was disconnected.
Ye Fan, sitting by the computer, initially planned to trace the call. Once the kidnappers called back, and Zhao Xianghua answered, he could track their location through hacking techniques. However, he didn't make any such move. Instead, from Zhao Xianghua's son's cries, he detected a very distinct noise, immediately identifying its source.
"Eurotone HGF: 26 series electric hammer," Ye Fan murmured softly, uncovering a critical clue without revealing any bewildering secrets.
"What Eurotone? An electric hammer?" Zhao Xianghua and Wang Zijian were full of questions.
Xu Fu's eyes lit up, and he loudly said, "Brother Ye means that from the call, you've identified the sound of an Eurotone HGF: 26 series electric hammer?"
"Yes." Ye Fan didn't elaborate further.
Xu Fu began speaking with admiration, "This type of electric hammer is an imported product, and due to its high cost, only one decoration company in Dongfang City, Jianhua Company, is equipped with it. Jianhua Company has business dealings with our Chu Group, and I know they're currently decorating a newly constructed building. If I'm not mistaken, Zhao Xianghua's son and the kidnappers are hiding near that building."
Xu Fu's deduction was quite precise, but how Ye Fan's ears were so sharp left the others present deeply astonished.
After inquiring about Zhang Daya's residence, Ye Fan decided to take action.
Considering his former occupation, he was very familiar with the capital city of Huaxia, Dongfang City.
All he needed was a car, and he was confident he could find any place.
His current goal was clear; first, rescue Zhao Xianghua's son, then find Zhang Daya, and everything would be resolved naturally. To him, this was commonplace. Although Poisonous Spider was formidable, he did not take them seriously.
"Give me a car so I can handle the trouble," Ye Fan said softly as he approached Chu Mengyao.
"Follow me," Chu Mengyao said indifferently, then led Ye Fan to a room. Without any hesitation, she said sternly, "Don't get involved in this matter. Don't bring trouble onto yourself."
Chu Mengyao was afraid that Ye Fan might get into trouble, so she didn't want him to take any risks.
She didn't know just how strong Ye Fan was, but she believed that Poisonous Spider was someone not to be trifled with.
"Don't you trust me?" Ye Fan asked earnestly.
"It's not about trust. I don't want you to get caught up in my issues. You can remain uninvolved. I know you're mysterious and capable, but I've heard of Poisonous Spider's infamy," Chu Mengyao said, maintaining her patience.
"I won't get into any trouble. I promised to help you and I won't go back on my word," Ye Fan insisted stubbornly.
"Why do you want to help me? We've only known each other for about half a day, and you don't even know my name," Chu Mengyao's heart skipped a beat, deeply moved by the man who risked his life to help her.
"I know your name; it's Chu Mengyao," Ye Fan said matter-of-factly.
"How do you know that? I clearly didn't tell you, and Uncle Fu didn't either," Chu Mengyao was puzzled. She had been with Ye Fan the entire time, and she was sure that he had no way of knowing her name.
"There are so many documents in the villa, I have eyes," Ye Fan's response was firm.
Chu Mengyao was left speechless. Anxiously, she said, "Why do you want to help me? Don't you know you might die?"
"Because you're a good person," Ye Fan replied.
Chu Mengyao felt a lump in her throat, unable to say anything further.
The term "good person" made her heart quiver slightly.
Externally, she was called many things, both good and bad, but no one had ever called her a good person.
"Swear you won't encounter danger?" Chu Mengyao finally relented.
"I swear."
"Repeat after me, if I encounter danger, Chu Mengyao is not a good person."
Chu Mengyao's intentions were simple; she believed that the weight of being called a good person in Ye Fan's words was significant. By having Ye Fan say this, she hoped he wouldn't encounter danger.
Seeing Chu Mengyao's determined expression, Ye Fan had no choice but to say, "I swear, if I encounter danger, Chu Mengyao is not a good person."
"A person I've acknowledged as a good person is a good person. How could they become a bad person?" In his heart, Ye Fan thought this, fully understanding Chu Mengyao's mindset.
Ye Fan drove away.
Chu Mengyao watched Ye Fan's departing figure, a silhouette etched into her heart.
During her most vulnerable moment, when her company was faced with a major crisis, someone like Ye Fan appeared in her life, deeply touching her.