CHAPTER 817 NO PAIN, NO GAIN

Meanwhile.

The Qin family factory was running at an even high speed than before. Five new machines were shipped in and a new production line was formed.

Qin Min felt like his heart was bleeding because Jiang Ning had not contributed a cent. He was going to bleed the Qin family dry.

"Since we're business partners, then don't you think we should at least split some of the costs?"

Qin Min clenched his teeth and had an urge to strangle Jiang Ning to death. He wasn't earning any profits and he could barely keep the Qin family going.

"If you're not happy, we can cancel this partnership," Jiang Ning shrugged. "I'm good with signing the cancellation papers anytime."

The moment he said this, Qin Min lost any anger he had.

Of course Qin Min wouldn't dare to let that happen.

He had heard that the price for killing him was already standing at $3 million.

The rest of his family members were also appearing on the hit list, and nobody wanted to see their names on such a list.

Qin Min had brought all the important members of the family to live at the factory. With Jiang Ning around, he felt safer. This fellow was incredibly domineering, and Qin Min was pretty sure Jiang Ning wouldn't just watch him die.

"By the way, did you know that someone has paid Assassins Group to assassinate you?"

"I know," Qin Min gulped. "But I haven't seen any killer yet."

"Do you know why?" asked Jiang Ning with a laugh.

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Qin Min swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard.

Jiang Ning stuck a finger out and pointed at himself. "Because I'm here.”

"As long as I'm here, then no matter what price you're paying now, it's all worth it. Do you get what I'm saying?"

Qin Min stared hard at Jiang Ning for five whole seconds. He wanted to argue back but he realized he didn't have anything to argue with. His subconscious had already decided that everything that Jiang Ning said was true and none of it was a pretense.

Was even Assassins Group afraid of the man in front of him?

How powerful was the Long family exactly? Any random guy they sent out was already so frightening. He had been in the north for so many years and had never heard about the Long family having anything to do with Assassins Group.

"You promised to protect my entire family.

As long as you do that, then I won't say anymore and I will bear to part with anything."

Qin Min took a deep breath. He didn't hope for anything else and just wanted his family to survive this ordeal. Even if he lost his other businesses and assets, those could be rebuilt in the future.

But if they were all dead, then all that money and resources were useless.

"It's painful to part with anything, but no pain, no gain. You're an intelligent man,” said Jiang Ning. "An intelligent person will usually make the right choice."

"Fine, I'll believe you," Qin Min nodded. "The lives of everyone in the Qin family are in your hands."

Even if he didn't want to believe Jiang Ning, he didn't have a choice. This was the only escape route he had. Or rather, the only escape route Jiang Ning left him was this one.

Of course Qin Min was angry about it. If not for the fact that he was no match for Jiang Ning, he would have wrung Jiang Ning's neck by now.

But now he had calmed down. And after that, he understood that the Qin family was just a pawn in the big chess game of the north.

His family was like a leaf in the ocean. They were tiny and insignificant.

They could be hit easily by the waves, sink to the bottom of the sea and never rise to the surface ever again. This feeling made Qin Min shudder.

But now, even though he had been forced to cooperate with Lin Group and depend on Jiang Ning for his survival, it actually made him feel more at ease inside. Qin Min didn't understand why and even wondered if he was going mad.

"Brother Ning, there's someone outside the factory looking for Mr Qin," someone knocked on the door and reported to Jiang Ning. "He doesn't look friendly."

Qin Min's expression instantly fell.

He had an unwelcome visitor.

It was possibly some of his enemies, or even the one who backed his family previously. They were here to kill him and his family.