On the road, Jiang Rou explained the current situation to Song Qiao while driving.
"Helmsman, that third concubine of the Zheng family is indeed difficult to deal with."
"Not to mention the Zheng family's vast wealth and considerable daily income."
"Their strength is beyond doubt."
Song Qiao nodded slightly and waved his hand casually.
"I've heard something about the Zheng family. No need for further explanation."
"Focus on telling me about this third concubine."
Although Jiang Rou was worried that Song Qiao might underestimate the enemy, as he was the helmsman, she had no choice but to comply.
She slightly organized her thoughts before speaking again.
"The third concubine originally had no particular talent, but she benefited from the Zheng family's extensive businesses."
"Furthermore, the Zheng family patriarch, Zheng Huihong, has doted on her for many years."
"He allowed her to squander household assets without question."
"Relying on her substantial background, she had ample opportunities to hone her skills."
"Coupled with her inherent cunning and methods, she is quite adept at handling matters."
"As for our current issue, it's not particularly complicated; it's just that the money cannot be recovered."
Hearing this, Song Qiao inquired, "How much money does she owe you?"
"Three hundred million."
"Three hundred million?" Song Qiao was slightly surprised at the figure.
He couldn't help but glance at Jiang Rou with a hint of confusion.
It wasn't because the debt was too large.
Quite the opposite!
Given Jiang Rou's description of the Zheng family's immense wealth and daily profits, and from what Song Qiao knew, their daily liquid assets were undoubtedly more than that amount.
Three hundred million was a mere trifle to them!
Was it truly to the extent that she would default on the debt and be pursued by creditors?
Furthermore, if the third concubine was as favored by Zheng Huihong as rumored, and the Zheng family was indeed so prosperous, why would she need to borrow money from others?
A little pillow talk and some effort on her part wouldn't be enough?
Therefore, Song Qiao suspected there might be some hidden motive.
However, facing Song Qiao's doubt, Jiang Rou simply shook her head.
Sensing his thoughts, she quickly explained.
"Since you are the Helmsman, I would never lie to you."
"The third concubine borrowed this money from my master back then. At that time, she wasn't as favored as she is now."
"A loan agreement was made, with a promise to repay it doubly once she gained favor within the Zheng family."
"But after my master passed away, she began to deny the debt!"
"Her reasoning was quite convincing: As the third concubine of the Zheng family, how could she possibly borrow money from others?"
"I've tried to meet her many times before, but I couldn't get an audience. This time, I had no other choice..."
Song Qiao nodded thoughtfully, "So that's how it is."
About half an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop.
Song Qiao found that they had arrived at a factory building in the suburbs.
A factory building and the third concubine...
He couldn't imagine she would come to a place like this.
While the third concubine might have some skills, how could she be someone who personally inspected a factory?
As soon as he stepped out of the car, he couldn't help but sniff the air.
"Such a strong fishy smell! Are you sure the third concubine is inside?"
A pungent, animalistic odor emanated from the factory.
While ordinary people might not notice it, it couldn't escape Song Qiao's keen sense of smell and perception.
Jiang Rou nodded and explained.
"On the surface, this is a factory, advertised as a dog kennel."
"But in reality, it's a dog fighting arena. The fishy smell you're detecting is likely from the dogs."
"Many dogs are kept here; it's a dog farm specifically built by the Zheng family for the third concubine."
"The third concubine often comes here to watch dog fights in her leisure time."
Looking at the dilapidated factory building before them, Song Qiao couldn't help but curl his lips and mutter in exasperation.
"Rich people always enjoy these thrills. It seems they've had too easy a life."
Jiang Rou strongly agreed with Song Qiao's assessment and continued to explain.
"Although this factory looks run-down from the outside and resembles an ordinary dog kennel, the truly important areas are very luxuriously decorated. The dog kennel facade is merely for deception."
Song Qiao was no stranger to such schemes and stated plainly.
"Calling it dog fighting is just a different form of gambling."
"It's all part of the illegal black market; they have to disguise it."
Saying this, a smile played on Song Qiao's lips, and he added.
"And my objective is to eliminate these black market operations!"
They parked the car and walked towards the factory entrance.
Two security guards stood guard at the entrance, each holding a mastiff over a meter tall.
Their tongues lolled out, revealing their fangs, and foul saliva dripped from their mouths.
Just looking at them was enough to make one's legs go weak and inspire fear.
The moment the guards saw Jiang Rou, their expressions turned displeased.
It was clear they had seen her many times before, and their refusals had become practiced.
"Why are you here again? We've told you countless times, the third concubine is busy and cannot see guests."
"You're young and capable, why don't you do something productive?"
"Why must you be so persistent? The third concubine is very busy!"
Jiang Rou showed a hint of difficulty and tried to calm her tone as she pleaded with them.
"Gentlemen, please be kind. I truly have something important to discuss with the third concubine."
The exchange between the two parties left Song Qiao momentarily stunned.
He looked at Jiang Rou, then at the two guards, and felt completely bewildered.
What was going on?
Were debtors this arrogant now?
And the lenders were reduced to groveling?
"Ahem... we're here to watch the competition."
"The third concubine wouldn't teach you to turn away guests, would she?"
The two guards exchanged glances and nodded at each other.
The factory interior was vast, and without an introduction, they wouldn't be able to find the third concubine anyway.
Casually, they gestured with their fingers towards Song Qiao, and only after receiving some "appreciation" did they allow them to enter.
Stepping through the factory doors, Song Qiao rummaged through his wallet, marveling at how useful money was at times.
However, after wandering around the factory for a while, Jiang Rou was almost dizzy.
Dogs everywhere, and people scattered all around.
But where was the third concubine? Where could they find her?
"Alas, the third concubine probably knew I would come here to find her."
"She definitely won't appear. It was like this before."
Recalling previous experiences, Jiang Rou sat tiredly on a long bench in the corridor.
Looking at the dog farm that covered over a thousand mu, she felt a sense of powerlessness.
However, Song Qiao did not feel troubled. He smiled confidently and said.
"As long as she wins enough money, she'll naturally show up!"