Zhou Xiyu and Zhang Yulin both stood up to see him off. Accompanied by Uncle Yan, Chu Yaozong left the study, then turned to ask the two to stay. His smiling face no longer held the sharp look he had just had, and he said in a warm tone, "Yulin, please sit with Chairman Zhou for a while longer. Also, next time you speak to someone, don't be so secretive. I'm getting old, and I'm easily startled by the sudden news you young people spread."
After saying that, Chu Xiaoxin led Uncle Yan toward the main gate of the Zhou Family's front courtyard.
Zhang Yulin followed Zhou Xiyu back to the study. This time, with no outsiders present, Zhang Yulin directly asked Zhou Xiyu, "Chairman Zhou, thank you for your help earlier, but I wonder... why Chairman Chu's attitude changed?"
Zhou Xiyu sat back down and looked at Zhang Yulin, who was still standing. "Yulin, you're still a bit inexperienced. If your older brothers were here, you definitely wouldn't have asked that question. If I'm not mistaken, your older brothers went to Australia, and you're having tea here with me. That can only mean that your Yuliang has been doing something underhanded with Likang behind your back, and it went a bit too far. Otherwise, the head steward of the Chu Family wouldn't have lost his patience and come in to deliver the news. Chu Yaozong's look after hearing the news was clearly a trap. You lack experience dealing with this kind of old guy, and you were immediately fooled. Your expression clearly told him that you were unaware. You don't need to keep this old man company anymore. Go back and see what Yuliang has been up to."
When Zhang Yuliang received the news from Lawyer Pan that the factory processing Penicillin packaging had been raided by the police, he was in a clubhouse converted from a Shanghai businessman's Western-style House in Tsim Sha Tsui. However, unlike the Chunhe Private Club in Shek Tong Tsui, this clubhouse had both men and women in the lobby, but most of the men were looking down at various documents and only spoke in hushed tones. The women were all dressed as maids and stood quietly in the corner of the living room.
Even Zhang Yuliang was sitting in the huge living room of this private club, at a wooden table that didn't fit the environment, with a cold cup of coffee beside him. He kept scribbling on a piece of paper with his pen in hand, and kept saying, "Bring me the data on the top thirty stocks by market value in December 1950. Jianwen, I've already compiled this. Take it to the small room and let Broker Ge take a look."
There were seven or eight men in the hall. Apart from Zhang Yuliang, the other men were all around his age and were engrossed in researching information. Occasionally, a young man would speak in Shanghai and instruct the maids in the living room to refill their coffee or bring them some snacks to fill their stomachs.
Near the main entrance of the hall, Dai Feng and several other young men sat idly on the sofa. Dai Feng was reading a newspaper, while the others were either fiddling with daggers or quietly playing cards together.
Just then, Lawyer Pan called the clubhouse. Lawyer Pan not only told them that the packaging and processing plant had been raided and that the boss and all the workers had been taken away by the police, but also that Oxfam had been established that day, that Chu Xiaoxin was one of the initiators, and that at the donation ceremony, Mrs. Bess had revealed that the European Coast Company had maliciously bought up the raw materials that Likang needed.
Zhang Yuliang threw down the pen in his hand with a snap, stared blankly for a few seconds, then quietly got up and went to the bathroom. After locking the door, he punched the clean marble wall. Looking at himself in the bathroom mirror, he was nowhere to be seen the gentle and refined demeanor he had shown in the living room. At this moment, his eyes were fierce and resentful like a wolf!
"Chu Xiaoxin! And that secretary named Song Tianyao! They played this game really well!" Zhang Yuliang glared at his reflection in the mirror. "Zhang Yuliang, you idiot! You were tricked once, and then you made one wrong move after another!"
After the initial frenzy subsided, Zhang Yuliang turned on the tap, splashed cold water on his face, ran his wet hands through his hair, took a few deep breaths, and began to connect the dots in his mind.
Needless to say, Chu Xiaoxin's banquet and the cup of leftover tea were all planned. This way, when Song Tianyao came to see him, he could be forced to reveal the counterfeiting and trafficking under his questioning.
Oxfam was a plan that Song Tianyao had prepared long ago, and he only set a trap for himself after the Oxfam plan was finalized. This bastard named Song Tianyao was very farsighted.
In other words, everything he did afterward regarding that batch of deworming medicine—the packaging, the company registered under his brother-in-law's and nephews' names, and even the Hong Kong dollars 3.6 million he planned to swindle from Nie Weisheng in a few days—could be exposed.
A batch of insect repellent from Gaili Subsidiary Company couldn't harm the Zhang Family, but now the police have suddenly raided the packaging factory, which means Song Tianyao is preparing to turn the tables on him!
"Go to hell." Zhang Yuliang glared at the mirror and slowly cursed, "I've done so much, I can't let it all be ruined because of you, Song Tianyao. The Zhang Family isn't in chaos yet, and I can't give up halfway because of you."
Zhang Yuliang wiped his hands clean, walked out of the bathroom, and called out softly to Dai Feng was reading the newspaper on the living room sofa.
Dai Feng stood up and walked to Zhang Yuliang's side. "Mr. Zhang."
"Arrange for a few unfamiliar faces to take care of Likang's secretary, Song Tianyao, as soon as possible," Zhang Yuliang said.
Dai Feng nodded slightly, turned and walked out, his voice relaxed and confident. "I'll definitely get this done before dinner."
Zhang Yuliang let out a heavy sigh. This game couldn't have been orchestrated by someone like Chu Xiaoxin. With Song Tianyao dead, he wouldn't be exposed, and the Zhang Family's business wouldn't be affected. In the end, it would simply be settled with money.
Killing a mere secretary is not uncommon in Hong Kong.
Chapter 127 Taking Action
Gao Lao Cheng was sweating profusely from his busy day, and now he could finally catch his breath and quench his thirst with a bowl of tea. His gang leader, Blind White Paper Fan Mangongshi, was beside him instructing his men to keep an eye on the China person at the dock Customs Xianyu Shuan, was rushing back and forth like the wind, delivering the instructions Song Tianyao had given him. These chaotic and trivial matters, unrelated to the fighting in the martial arts world, made Gao Lao Cheng, a Double Red Pole, think that even going to the docks to kill people would be more satisfying than helping Song Tianyao deal with these trivial matters.
"No wonder I can only be a thug, picking on his mother, making candy, the docks, Customs, warehouses, distributing medicine—I have to arrange all these things, and I'm already getting a headache. I really don't understand what kind of nonsense Secretary Song is thinking when he's working on all this. Doesn't he get tired? Hey, Mangongshi, you're White Paper Fan, so you're also a secretary in the gang. Tell me, are all secretaries this sharp?" Gao Lao Cheng stretched and slowly sat down from the edge of the boardwalk, his legs dangling in the water. He leaned back and lay directly on the dock boardwalk, his hands behind his head, asking the gang leader next to him, White Paper Fan, Mangongshi.