Chapter 271 — The Problem Solved at a Stroke: Wei Zhao, You Bastard, You Knew the Jump Meant Trouble, Yet You Jumped, Are You Stupid?

Gu Mengyao did not understand at first, but she was no fool, and it did not take her long to work out why Wei Zhao had spoken so. He must have discovered something. This so-called accident had been aimed at her all along. If she had jumped first, she would have been the one to meet with disaster.

That puffy-cheeked man... Gu Mengyao suddenly remembered the bungee attendant and looked up in haste to have someone seize him, but Xiao Ma had already vanished without a trace...

What gave Gu Mengyao slight comfort was this: since Wei Zhao had foreseen the danger and jumped anyway, he must have had his own reason for jumping, and so he should come to no harm.

Although Gu Mengyao could not grasp why Wei Zhao had acted as he did, she calmed herself all the same. In a sense, Wei Zhao had taken the jump in her place, and for that she was grateful. But jump if he must, why drag Xiaoshu down with him?

Just as she was nervously turning the whole affair over in her mind, the ringtone of her phone sounded. Gu Mengyao pulled it out instinctively and glanced at the caller ID with a flicker of disappointment. What she hoped for now was a call from Wei Zhao or Shen Yushu, but the caller was Uncle Qing.

"Hello, Uncle Qing?" Gu Mengyao answered the call.

"Miss Gu, where are you? I am here at the bungee jump. I heard there was an accident and someone fell. As long as you are all right..." Hearing Gu Mengyao's voice, Uncle Qing felt a weight lift from his heart.

When he reached the bungee site, he found a crowd gathered before the cliff, not knowing what they were looking at. He caught a passerby at random and asked, only to learn that an accident had just happened. A man and a woman had been bungee jumping when the cord suddenly snapped, and they dropped straight into the sea.

Uncle Qing was badly startled. Wei Zhao had called earlier to say that someone meant to harm Gu Mengyao, and they were here at the bungee jump, where trouble had now struck. He instinctively took the two who fell for Gu Mengyao and Wei Zhao, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead at once.

But upon hearing Gu Mengyao's voice, Uncle Qing felt much more at ease.

"Uncle Qing, Wei Zhao and Xiaoshu have had an accident. They fell..." Though uneasy at heart, Gu Mengyao recalled Wei Zhao's calm expression beforehand and felt an inexplicable confidence in him. She believed he would surely be fine.

That fellow might usually look flippant and unserious, but every crisis seemed to melt before him, whether the bank robbery that time or the falling chandelier in the underground garage of Pengzhan Building. He always found the danger with ease and settled it.

So, since Wei Zhao had foreseen the danger in advance, he could not be rushing into peril knowingly. There could be only one reason for what he did, and that was absolute certainty.

"What? Wei Zhao and Xiaoshu fell?" Uncle Qing cried out in shock, his voice changing pitch. He had feared the victims might be Gu Mengyao, but Wei Zhao and Xiaoshu falling was no better.

"Uncle Qing, where are you? There are too many people here for me to explain in detail, but I think they should be all right." By now Gu Mengyao had recovered her usual calm. A rich man's daughter was not merely spoiled and grasping. With a mind ranked among the top five in her year, Gu Mengyao easily grasped the key to the problem.

Wei Zhao was no fool, so he would not do anything reckless. Nor was Wei Zhao the sort to implicate others, as anyone could see from how he had taken a bullet for a strange girl during the bank robbery. So if he had brought Xiaoshu with him, he surely would not let harm come to her.

Without knowing when it had begun, Wei Zhao had become omnipotent in Gu Mengyao's heart. It was an inexplicable trust, almost mystical. Though Gu Mengyao was unwilling to admit it, fact was fact.

"I see you, Miss Gu." Uncle Qing's voice sounded from behind Gu Mengyao, and then he hung up the phone.

Outside the gate of "Bungee Valley" in the amusement park was parked Uncle Qing's Bentley. The car belonged to Gu Pengzhan, chairman of the Gu Group, and the park staff all knew it, so the car could be parked anywhere in the park.

After hearing Gu Mengyao's retelling of what had happened, Uncle Qing fell into deep thought, and his earlier tension eased a great deal. If things were truly as Gu Mengyao said, and Wei Zhao had jumped knowing the danger, then either he was absolutely certain nothing would happen, or he was a fool.

Clearly, Wei Zhao was not a fool. Even though Uncle Qing had told Wei Zhao not to alert the enemy, there was no need for Wei Zhao to throw his life away when mortal danger threatened.

Still, Uncle Qing could not fathom why Wei Zhao had done so. In any case, he reported the matter to Gu Pengzhan at the first moment.

After receiving Uncle Qing's message, Gu Pengzhan was first stunned, then burst into hearty laughter...

Gu Mengyao overheard the laughter over the phone. Frowning, she snatched the phone from Uncle Qing in displeasure. "Daddy, Xiaoshu and Wei Zhao are in trouble. How can you still laugh?"

"Laugh? Of course I must laugh. The problem that has troubled me for days is finally solved at a stroke." Gu Pengzhan laughed loudly. "I never thought it, truly never thought it, that Mr. Lin would send me such a great gift..."

"Daddy, what are you talking about? What gift? What solved at a stroke?" Gu Mengyao listened in utter bewilderment.

"Hehe, Yaoyao, give the phone to Uncle Qing. I will speak with him, and let him explain it to you slowly." It was plain that Gu Pengzhan was in excellent spirits, not at all affected by what had happened to Wei Zhao and Shen Yushu. On the contrary, he was delighted.

Bewildered, Gu Mengyao handed the phone back to Uncle Qing, who took it. "Mr. Gu..."

"Li Fu, who would have thought it? With the stir Wei Zhao has caused, our troubles are solved at a stroke." Gu Pengzhan said with a smile.

"Oh? Mr. Gu, you mean..." A light gleamed in Uncle Qing's eyes. As an old retainer at Gu Pengzhan's side, he grasped Gu Pengzhan's meaning as soon as it was spoken.

"Exactly. Notify the shareholders. Tomorrow, which is Sunday at eight, we will convene the shareholders' meeting on time." At this moment Gu Pengzhan truly admired Wei Zhao. That move was beautifully played.

In recent days, Gu Pengzhan had made several attempts to gather power back in the company, but with little effect and obstacles at every turn. After all, though you are chairman, there are other shareholders. If you want to consolidate power, you must ask whether others will agree.

In truth, Gu Pengzhan was not targeting the others. His true target was Jin Gubang. But Jin Gubang was the second-largest shareholder of the company. To move against Jin Gubang without any pretext might leave the other shareholders feeling threatened. If Jin Gubang then fanned the flames and strung those men together, winning them over, would not the chairman himself be left as an empty shell?