However, this guy has a sharp eye. Knowing that Likang was short of money, he directly offered money to join forces. I wonder if it was his female secretary who came up with the idea. If he had known that Chu Xiaozhong would come to deliver money, Song Tianyao would not have traded twenty boxes of Penicillin to Lei Yingdong for some emergency funds. Anyway, it was just a frame-up, and five or ten boxes would have been enough to make up the story.
After waiting a while, Angie Perlis was finally led to a private room on the second floor by the men of the Rotten-Life Ju. The Foreign Girl lawyer had finally gotten her revenge today, and no matter how rational and ladylike she was, her pretty face and eyes couldn't hide her joy.
An intern lawyer who offended her supervisor, failed to submit her internship report, and had to temporarily wait for an opportunity in the colony, transforms herself into an independent Britain woman who voluntarily travels thousands of miles from London to the colony after graduating to dedicate herself to charity work.
If the Britain Government wants to bask in its own glory, it will certainly offer Angie Perez the benefits she deserves; even a few words from her are enough to grab the attention of the Foreign Girl lawyer.
"If you want to sleep and rest, you might have to wait until you're on the plane," Song Tianyao said to Angie Perlis after the compartment door closed.
Angie Perlis paused for a moment. "On the plane?"
"You'll have to go back to London sooner or later to finish your internship report, so there's no better time than sooner, and tomorrow is the first day." Song Tianyao handed the file folder on the table to Angie Perlis, and said with a deliberately wicked smile, "Tonight you'll come with me to do something shady."
"Something you can't show up in public? If your wicked grin meant something you couldn't show up in public, you wouldn't have called me to the teahouse, but to a room at the Dulles Hotel." Angie Perlis opened the file folder, glanced at it, and frowned. "Three rolls of blank paper?"
"I'll take it! Surely Chu Xiaozhong isn't that stupid?" Song Tianyao was startled and stood up to take the file bag from Angie Perlis's hand to examine it closely. Angie Perlis, however, smiled and said, "You've got the wrong thing, it's Hong Kong dollars."
"Take out 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. You're in charge of bribing that Customs Foreign Devil chief, Shen Wenkang. Shek Chi-yik specifically instructed him that he should still be at the Customs Department tonight. Ask him to spare some time to go to the Customs warehouse for the sake of the 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. I'll have a few people accompany you." Song Tianyao sat back down and rolled his eyes at Angie Perlis.
After listening to Song Tianyao's words, Angie Perlis hesitated for a moment. "You can actually back down. Even if Likang hasn't gained enough profit yet, its reputation has reached its peak. If you back down, Shek Chi-yik won't deliberately target Likang. Charity and Oxfam Likang's shield. Likang can slowly make money again. At least now, many poor people in Hong Kong Island and Kowloon remember Shun Brand Flower Pagoda Candy. As long as you open a processing plant to produce medicinal candy, combined with your expertise in public opinion manipulation, it will be more than enough to make Likang grow stronger."
"Women and men have different appetites, Foreign Girl." Song Tianyao stood up from his seat and walked behind Foreign Girl, gently guiding Angie Perlis to the window of the private room. He pointed towards the Central Pier warehouse area. "You have a smart brain, but your eyes don't see far enough. That's the Central Pier warehouse. Right now, in the darkness, you might see only darkness, but Shek Chi-yik, the Governor, and many others, looking there, see a gold mine whose brilliance cannot be hidden by the night. Their appetites won't be satisfied until this gold mine is divided up. You said Likang can be developed slowly, that's true, but for Shek Chi-yik and the others, I need to help them move enough gold from the mountain before I have time to develop Likang."
"So, I'm going back to London? Besides my personal belongings? And some photos and stuff?"
"Likang has an extra 1.5 million in his account. Take 500,000 tomorrow as operating expenses for this period. Give me a number that can reach you. To me, you're like the atomic bomb in United States's hands during World War II —my trump card. The Britain can't be wrong; the only ones who can be wrong are the China person." Song Tianyao rested his head on Angie Perlis's shoulder, inhaling the faint scent of perfume in her hair, his voice full of weariness. "Wish me luck. I hope I won't need you."
After saying this, Song Tianyao fell silent, as if he had gently fallen asleep. Angie Perlis stood by the window, letting the man embrace her from behind, his head resting on her shoulder, motionless. After a few minutes, she smiled and softly said, "Why don't we go do something unspeakable?"
"I'm not in the mood, and I don't have the time. I have a headache. I'll go see the Customs Department and make sure he comes in person, otherwise we won't be able to deal with the British Army guarding the warehouse." Song Tianyao raised his head, his earlier fatigue gone, his eyes bright, and his face calm.
"After you leave tomorrow, you'll have to wait six months for me to get my internship report before you come back?" Angie Perlis turned around and looked at Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao rubbed his face vigorously twice. "Of course, have your mentor register a branch law firm in Hong Kong so he can come back openly and legitimately."
"One last question, will you see me off at the airport tomorrow?" Angie Perlis asked, holding the file folder and staring intently at Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao nodded. "I will. When you come back in six months, I will pick you up. You won't be the secretary Song Tianyao you are now, and you won't be the down-on-your-luck Foreign Girl lawyer."
"See you at the dock warehouse." Angie Perlis turned and walked out of the private room. Song Tianyao watched the woman's departing figure and said, "Rotten-Life Ju, arrange for four people to take good care of Foreign Girl."
"Brother Pei, did Flower-Faced Yong call you out to save me?" Heizai Jie sat on the side of the street, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and greeted Liang Pei with a smile as he slowly strolled over.
The police ordered the Shanghai people to lay down their weapons and they lined up to walk out of Tai Wo Street. The wounded and dead on the ground were photographed and then carried away. Some Uniformed Branch asked people from nearby shops to come out and help wash the ground with water.
Liang Pei stood in front of Heizai Jie and looked him up and down. "Heizai Jie, so many injuries and you're still alive? You're really tough. All the Gambling dens, opium dens, strip clubs, and brothels that He Sheng Yi had in Jordan and Yau Ma Tei were wiped out by the Shanghai people. Hundreds were killed or Wo Shing Yee. Cheung Wing-kam didn't have enough manpower and had to bring the Marine Police ashore. And you still had the mood to smoke. You're a Double Red Pole, that's something else."