The Good Game of Chess by Zhai Sheng

"Right, Dad, I wish to ask you about something. Help me."

"What is it?"

"Brother Zhai has a childhood friend who has just been transferred back to Ping Cheng this year. His name is Zheng Liang. Help me find out the positions currently held by the other Zheng family members after they returned to Ping Cheng."

"Fine, I'll make a call." After eating and drinking to his fill, surprisingly, Shi Peng's temper was less impatient than before. He dialed a number quickly and was prepared to give Shi Qing an answer. "Hello, good day, I'm Director Shi. Right… I'd like to find out more about someone from you. He's called Zheng Liang. Okay, okay… Fine. Thank you."

Within three minutes, Shi Peng hung up the phone.

Shi Qing had only consumed half a glass of water. "So fast? You've found out?"

"Yes." Shi Peng revealed a very odd smile. "This time, Zhai Sheng was really harsh. He's so merciless."