The next day, Jian Jing went to the beauty salon to get a facial as she had said.
Teacher Tony gave her an inspiration. The police could certainly investigate the Fang Group thoroughly, but when it came to grudges and love, they still had to find someone who knew the truth and was willing to speak.
A beauty salon is a place where gossip is easier to engage in than a barber shop.
Jian Jing went to a beauty salon introduced by President Kang. The salon was led by regular customers. The customers were either successful female presidents or bosses, or wives and daughters of wealthy families, who were the most well-informed.
She chose a full-body treatment package and chatted with the beautician while getting a massage.
After asking about her age and family, the topic naturally shifted to salary. Speaking of salary management, of course we can talk about stocks.
"The stock market hasn't been doing well lately." Jian Jing has never been known to be good at speaking, but she is also gentle and friendly. "It's not easy for you to make money. Don't throw it all away."
Making money is a topic that everyone cares about.
The beautician quickly said: "I didn't buy any stocks, I only bought some funds and financial management."
"That's good. My manager said that the stock price has fallen sharply recently, especially the Fang Group, which I changed to a pharmaceutical company. In the past two years, the medical beauty business has been getting better and better." She said with a smile.
The other beautician who was caring for her hands was very surprised when she heard this: "Did the shares of Fang's Group fall?"
Jian Jing said: "Yes, the real estate market has become increasingly unsatisfactory in the past two years."
"But when Mrs. Fang came here today, she didn't seem to have any problems." The beautician was young, pretty, and lively. "I couldn't tell at all."
"That shouldn't be a problem within the group." Jian Jing thought about it and pretended to be surprised. "It must be because of the fire."
The massage therapist asked, "What's the fire?"
"Didn't a building burn down the other day? It seemed to belong to Fang's Group." Jian Jing blinked, thinking, "It was intentional arson, and the stock price fell. Maybe it was done by a competitor."
Beauticians have long been fed up with all the gossip about wealthy families, so hearing about business wars now is a bit new to them.
"Did Fang's Group's competitor send people to burn down their building?"
"Who did it?"
“How cruel.”
"You're right. It seems a bit too harsh. Starting a fire over a disagreement doesn't seem like a business negotiation." After the back massage, Jian Jing changed her position and lay on her back. The lady's fingers gently pressed the acupoints on her head.
This was a very relaxing part, and she gradually started to talk more: "Either it was an enemy, or someone had been offended."
The massage and beautician said: "I haven't heard that the Fang Group has any enemies."
The hand care beautician retorted: “Who said there weren’t any?” She named several well-known real estate companies.
The masseur and beautician said, "Those companies are not in this city. If you count the famous developers in the country, they all emerged from different places. The ones in this city were all defeated decades ago. The new ones can't compare with the Fang family."
The hand care beautician was silent.
"An enemy is not necessarily a competitor." Jian Jing calmly led the conversation, "The Fang family... doesn't have a clean background."
The hand care beautician lowered her voice and asked: "Is it related to the x-tract?"
"Twenty years ago, it was inevitable." Jian Jing pretended to be thoughtful, "However, the investigation has been intense in the past two years, so it shouldn't have come to light now."
The masseur and beautician interrupted, "Yes, we arrested several of them before. Do you remember Miss So-and-so?" She told the reporter, "She used to be a mistress, but then her boss went to jail and I never saw her again."
Here I would like to insert some gossip about a certain lady.
Jian Jing listened patiently and joined the discussion. Then she saw the opportunity and changed the subject, saying firmly, "They are neither competitors nor gangsters. It must be a personal grudge."
At this time, both young ladies were a little excited.
As we all know, girls may not like to watch mystery stories, but their reasoning skills are not bad. As long as they are interested, they can find out the movement routes and aliases of the characters clearly.
A full body treatment takes three or four hours, and the room is closed. Jian Jing used gossip as bait, and finally lured two senior beauticians into the trap, and they started playing reasoning games with her.
"He's so angry that he wants to set fire to the building. He must have a big grudge with the Fang family." She raised her finger. "First of all, he will put aside the business grudges. Do you know why?"
Her tone was relaxed, without any sense of heaviness about solving a case, so the two girls were not alert and only felt it was interesting and fresh.
"Because business competition won't require such rough methods?" The lady who was taking care of the hands changed her position and started to do foot scrub.
Jian Jing smiled and said, "No, some business tactics are very brutal. When a writer held a book signing event, his mortal enemy called a mourning team to go and cry. It worked."
"Wow." The young lady pondered, "Why not?"
"Because there is no strong crackdown." Jian Jing said, "The Fang Group's key development project in the past two years is a tourism project in the suburbs. If there is a safety problem, at the very least, an investigation will be conducted, and at the worst, construction will be suspended. If it is a competitor, they will definitely choose this place."
The young lady nodded involuntarily: "Yes, I've heard Mrs. Fang talk about it a few times. She seemed very concerned."
"They also said that they would invite other wives to come over after the place is built." The massage therapist had worked for a long time and could already understand what the wives were saying. "They probably wanted to make it a high-end place."
Jian Jing smiled slightly and continued, "If it's not a business grudge, then it's a personal one."
"Chairman Fang is the most likely candidate, followed by Young Master Fang and Second Miss Fang." Thanks to the escaped marriage incident, Jian Jing knew the internal situation of the Fang family very well. "Mrs. Fang, Third Miss Fang, and Young Master Fang all have their own careers, so they are not closely related."
The massage therapist wiped her hands, took out a hyaluronic acid mask, and prepared to apply it to Jian Jing's face. She moved swiftly and her mind was also working quickly: "Mrs. Fang opened a gallery, Miss Fang San... I remember it was a bar, and Master Fang was running a hotel, right?"
"It's a homestay." The beautician corrected, "Did you forget? Didn't he have a girlfriend who came to our place for a spa treatment before? She was petite and spoke softly. She was a good friend of Mr. Fang..."
She gave me a "you know" look.
He understood what happened immediately and smiled knowingly, but didn't say anything else.
Jian Jing naturally wouldn't ask about anything too private, so she continued, "I heard that Miss Fang often does charity work and is a very nice person?"
As long as it does not involve personal privacy, it is difficult for beauticians to keep secrets: "Yes, she is a nice person, very polite, unlike some ladies who want to treat us like slaves in the old society."
"She's divorced." Jian Jing recalled, "Once a woman is divorced, she will have fewer troubles. At least we can avoid revenge from the mistress."
At this point, the two beauticians showed subtle looks.
"Ms. Fang's husband..." they hinted, "has no girlfriend."
Jian Jing was stunned for a moment and blinked: "Boyfriend?"
They smiled and refused to give any chance to be criticized.
Jian Jing understood, it seemed to be a scandal of the Fang family.
"That's Fang Limin and his eldest son." Jian Jing remembered Fang Da's demeanor. He was steady, experienced, and scheming. Could it be that he had a grudge with someone
The beautician who was doing the massage said, "I don't think it's Mr. Fang."
"Why?"
"The eldest young mistress came by a month ago. She said that after she and her husband finish preparing for the young master's wedding, they will go abroad for a month-and-a-half vacation. The eldest daughter is studying in Europe, so it's a good time to go and see her." The massage therapist explained, "If you want to take revenge on someone, it would be boring if they're not here."
The nursing lady praised: "If you want to slap someone in the face, then that means Chairman Fang, right?"
Jian Jing smiled and made the final decision: "I also think it was him, but I don't know what hatred or grudge he had that would lead to arson."
"This must be a deep hatred."
"Don't TV dramas often talk about the revenge of one's father's murder and the hatred of one's wife's seizure?"
"How could Chairman Fang kill someone, but steal his wife..."
"He must have had more than one concubine."
"Mrs. Fang is already his third wife, and I don't know how many more there are."
"That one... yes, that one where I almost came face to face with Mrs. Fang..."
"But she is so young."
"The Fang family is so rich, there's no need to steal someone else's wife."
Jian Jing listened to their endless discussion without interrupting them—she couldn't interrupt them because she had a mask on her face. Fifteen minutes later, when the silk mask was removed, she casually asked, "Could it be when the project is launched... Demolition is the easiest to cause problems."
By this point in the conversation, the beautician was already a little tired.
After all, they had no interest in the case. It was ok to chat about gossip, but they would get bored if they kept discussing it. But the customer was very interested, so they didn't want to pour cold water on her. After all, Jian Jing looked like someone who could afford to spend money, and holding on to a VIP customer was crucial to their performance.
Jian Jing was very observant, so she naturally didn't miss their expressions. She immediately added a manicure project to give them a little sweetener: "Do you think something happened during the demolition?"
The manicure at this beauty salon is worth 2,888, which is another considerable income.
The beautician wanted to win her over more and more. She thought about it carefully and said hesitantly, "I haven't heard about demolition or anything like that. But there was a lady who kept saying that the Fang family was dishonest. They once destroyed someone's family for a project."
Jian Jing slowly opened her half-closed eyes, a light flickered in her eyes: "Oh? Is there such a thing?"
The beautician didn't know much, but told her everything she had heard.
The story goes like this: about seven or eight years ago, Fang Group planned to open a resort project and bought two plots of land. However, the two plots of land were bought separately, with a smaller plot in between.
This small piece of land has been bought by a small developer named "Jianxin", who plans to turn it into a farm stay.
Because of the conflict in positioning and the fact that he is a nuisance, the Fang family is of course going to deal with him.
The beautician naturally had no idea what methods they used, but according to the wife who knew the inside story, not only did the company go bankrupt, the boss committed suicide by jumping off a building due to debts, but his family was also harassed and eventually disappeared.
Jian Jing searched and judging from the time, this resort is the current resort.
I logged into the relevant website to search for companies and searched the phonetic word "jianxin". There were seven or eight companies in total, but only one company went bankrupt and was deregistered in 2013.
Jianxin Real Estate.
The legal representative is Pan Guo.
The suspect targeted by Ji Feng is Peng Wei, a 36-year-old male who is a survivor of the Qiliqiao accident.
That year, he and his family were preparing to go on a trip, but unexpectedly a bridge collapsed and they were buried with their car for more than two days before being rescued.
There were five people in his family, including his wife, children and parents, and he was the only one who survived. All the others died. Over the years, he has been trying to appeal and sued the Fang Group many times, but to no avail.
Now, he is still alone, doing odd jobs everywhere, and living a very hard life.
The most important thing is that although the Baimao Building was on fire, the cameras across the street were intact, and he was captured on camera passing by the place before the fire.
Could it be him