Lei Yingdong said to Song Tianyao, "They've arrived."
As he finished speaking, on the distant sea, two speedboats left two white streaks in the dark blue water. At first, they went their separate ways, but when they reached the last stretch, they became two speedboats running side by side, cutting straight through the sea and rushing toward the shore!
Just as the speedboats were about to crash into the shore, they split up and veered to the left and right. Using the momentum from the speedboats, without even needing help from Lei Yingdong's men on the shore to pass them ropes and anchors, the two speedboats gracefully circled and finally came to a steady stop on either side of the dilapidated pier. The distance between them and the pier was only about 30 or 40 centimeters, and there was no need for ladders; it was enough for the people on the speedboats to step directly onto the pier.
"How impressive!" Song Tianyao couldn't help but exclaim. The boatmen were all Lei Yingdong's men. Although Song Tianyao knew that Lei Yingdong led a group of men to brave the wind and waves at sea to make a living, he had never personally witnessed their skills. Although what he saw today was only the tip of the iceberg of their speedboat driving skills, he could already imagine why these men had been able to repeatedly escape the pursuit of Britain sailors and Big Tin Yi at sea.
On the left, a young man nimbly jumped onto the pier and walked smilingly toward Song Tianyao and Lei Yingdong by the pier. The young man was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a suit. Like Lei Yingdong, he also wore a long black rubber raincoat to protect his suit from the waves and mist. He had already taken off his rain hat. He was not handsome, but rather decent-looking. He had a black mole on the right side of his mouth, and his wide mouth and thick eyebrows made him unforgettable at first glance.
"Lei Danzi, your men are trying to scare me by showing off their boats in front of me? I'm only letting them off the hook because of you. Next time, tell them that from twenty to twenty-three years old, I took a small boat across the sea to Macau every night. I've seen waves five or ten meters high." The young man walked up to the two men, nodded slightly to Song Tianyao, and then spoke to Lei Yingdong.
Lei Yingdong introduced the two men, "Hey, this is Cheng Yu-tung, the owner of Chow Tai Fook 'Hong Kong branch, also known as Big-Mouth Tung. He's the one who arranges the men at the Dunbar Road gold smelting factory."
"Song Tianyao, the owner of the Long Light Wig Factory, is the A-Yao who plans to send a Foreign Devil kills China person sells their blood to his doom."
"I've long admired Secretary Song, who used to be with Mr. Chu." Cheng Yu-tung, the son-in-law of Chow Tai Fook Chow Chi-yuen, who rose from a lowly servant in Chow Tai Fook jewelry store to become the owner of the Hong Kong branch, extended his hand to shake hands with Song Tianyao: "I've heard Lei Danzi mention your name before. I heard that you were the one who plotted against the Foreign Devil, so I came here specifically to meet you. I don't have the guts to kill the Foreign Devil, but I do have the courage to cheer for the person who sent them on their way. My people on Dunbar Road are all arranged; they've been with the family for decades, so don't worry."
Song Tianyao hadn't expected that the person helping Lei Yingdong melt gold was Cheng Yu-tung, one of Hong Kong's future super-rich. He shook hands with him and smiled, saying, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Zheng."
"No need to be polite, just call me Ah Tung. I have to help Lei Danzi even if I don't want to, because he happened to save me at sea back then. Without him, I would have capsized and fallen into the sea to feed the sharks long ago." Cheng Yu-tung explained to Song Tianyao why he was willing to help Song Tianyao just because of Lei Yingdong's words.
He was a smart man; he knew that in this situation, suddenly showing goodwill would only make Song Tianyao wary. It was better for him to openly and proactively explain the reason.
"If you had died that night, you would have been the one with the richest funeral expenses," Lei Yingdong joked from the side.
As the three met, people were also disembarking from the speedboat on the right. Unlike Cheng Yu-tung's speedboat, which only had him and Lei Danzi's two men, the other speedboat was crammed with seven people. At this moment, three men who looked like well-mannered reporters, wearing raincoats and with slightly weak legs, were helped onto the pier by others. They were obviously frightened by the boating skills of Lei Yingdong's men. The three reporters and Lei Yingdong's men were left on the pier to recover. Two men wearing black raincoats walked towards the three.
This time, without Lei Yingdong's introduction, Song Tianyao had already recognized the young man walking at the front.
The handsome young man, who appeared to have distinctly Europe ancestry, lowered his rain hat, revealing hair meticulously combed with hair wax. He silently glanced at Lei Yingdong, then at Song Tianyao and Cheng Yu-tung, before finally fixing his gaze on Lei Yingdong. He wiped the moisture from his face.
"Three newspapers, three reporters, my millions in assets, and I personally ran errands to deliver this to you. Isn't that enough of a friend?"
"Would you have agreed to come if Mr. He hadn't asked? A few million in assets? Is that a lot?" Lei Yingdong smiled at the newcomer, then introduced Cheng Yu-tung and the other man beside him:
"These two are my friends from Hong Kong. Cheng Yu-tung, the owner of Chow Tai Fook Gold Shop, has gold in his shop worth millions. Song Tianyao, the owner of Jiuguang Wigs, has received ten million Hong Kong dollars in department store orders in Jiuguang two years. He's just lying at home waiting for money to fall from the sky, and he comes all the way from Macau to Hong Kong to show off his millions?"
After speaking, Lei Yingdong introduced the two men to each other, "This fellow is Ho Hung-sang, the head of the supply department of the Macau Trade Bureau and the owner of the Lianxing Kerosene Refinery."
Ho Hung-sang shook hands with Song Tianyao and Cheng Yu-tung.
Seeing that a young, burly man behind Ho Hung-sang remained silent, Lei Yingdong asked Ho Hung-sang, "Your friend?"
"No, it's Mr. He's subordinate. He was worried about my safety bringing reporters to Hong Kong, so he asked him to come and keep an eye on things. Mr. He also asked him to pass on a few words to this Mr. Song." As Ho Hung-sang spoke, he turned and pointed at Song Tianyao, the young man. "That's Song Tianyao, the one who wanted to kill the Foreign Devil."
The young man, a good half a head taller than Song Tianyao, took off his rain hat, revealing a square face with sharply defined features. His round eyes sized up Song Tianyao, seemingly puzzled as to why Song Tianyao, who dared to kill Foreign Devil, was so young. However, since the other man was Song Tianyao, he stepped forward and stood in front of Song Tianyao, speaking in a voice with a Guangxi accent:
"My Huang Liu, Mr. He's henchman. Mr. He asked me to pass on a few words to Mr. Song. Song Tianyao. Mr. He said that if it's inconvenient for Mr. Song to kill the Foreign Devil himself, he can have me do it for him. After I kill him, I'll have the reporters take a picture and leave it for the Hong Kong police to put up an arrest warrant before I return to Macau. The Hong Kong police won't dare to arrest me in Macau. Mr. He. He also said that if Mr. Song's career in Hong Kong doesn't go well because of this incident, he can also go to Macau to develop his career. He warmly welcomes him. Mr. He. He concluded by saying, 'Fuck you, that Foreign Devil is dead, he deserves to die.'"