Tang Boqi was stunned by the slap. Gu Linshan took the handbag containing Tang Boqi's personal belongings from the back seat and placed it at Tang Boqi's feet.
"This is all I can do for you. If you really want to stay in Hong Kong and continue this mess, that's fine. If you've thought it through and decide to go back to the United States, the ticket is in my bag. Let me say one last thing, Tang Boqi: if you care about some insignificant insults and can't bring yourself to be ruthless, even if you manage to escape Song Tianyao's trap this time, you'll lose to someone else next time!"
Tang Boqi's face was slightly red and swollen. When Gu Linshan finished speaking, his pupils contracted slightly. Then he picked up his handbag, opened the car door, and got out of the car decisively. Without looking back, he strode towards the airport parking lot exit.
Gu Linshan pressed her head hard against the steering wheel, letting her stylish convertible honk incessantly and shrilly, drowning out her sobs.
Tang Boqi's future may be filled with new storms and setbacks, and he may meet new women who are captivated by his charm and looks, but he will never find his own again.
But Gu Linshan told herself that she did not regret what she did, and even if time could turn back, she would still make the same choice.
"Miss Gu, this is the Airport Restricted Area. Your car horn is blaring..." A calm voice sounded from outside the car.
Gu Linshan, her eyes red, raised her head and roared, "Have you never seen a woman cry before..."
Gu Linshan stopped halfway through her sentence. Outside the car, Tang Boqi, with water stains still on his forehead and in his hair, was quietly watching her.
"I was going to come back and ask you if you could wait for me. Until I discovered..." Tang Boqi held up the plane ticket in his left hand and gently twirled it. "There are two plane tickets inside."
Gu Linshan looked at Tang Boqi, at a loss. Tang Boqi spoke again, "Could I ask you to come with me?"
Gu Linshan, whose delicate makeup was ruined by tears and whose face was streaked with tears, laughed through her tears after hearing Tang Boqi's words.
A Ford 49 slowly drove into the parking lot and parked in a space not far from the two of them. Huang Liu opened the back door, and Song Tianyao slowly got out.
"Did you receive the message, so you came to see me off?" Tang Boqi asked Song Tianyao, who was getting out of the car, with a complicated expression.
Song Tianyao glanced at Tang Boqi, then at Gu Linshan in the car, and shook his head slightly. "I came to the airport to pick someone up, but it just so happens that we met. Have a safe trip. After you get back to the United States, go to Wall Street. There are plenty of opportunities there, unlike a small place like Hong Kong where you can bump into someone just by turning around."
"You won this time." Tang Boqi was surprised that he could say those three words so calmly. The anger and resentment he had imagined when he saw Song Tianyao were completely absent. His voice was as calm as ice.
After he finished speaking, he naturally took Gu Linshan's hand, and the two walked out of the parking lot side by side.
Watching the two figures disappear from his sight, Song Tianyao turned to Huang Liu and said, "It's good to be rich. Don't they even consider how expensive airport parking is? Looks like this car will be parked until Miss Gu, who saw her lover off to United States, comes back."
Gu Linshan, holding Tang Boqi's hand, bit her lip nervously. She had slapped Tang Boqi hard earlier, and Tang Boqi unusual behavior made her very uncomfortable.
"Billy..."
"You're right. If I have to worry about some meaningless fame, I'll still lose to Song Tianyao next time we meet." Tang Boqi's voice was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Gu Linshan let out a long sigh, "Losing to a business rival is normal. That's how business is; there are gains and losses, wins and losses. Besides, Song Tianyao is really amazing. He not only sets up his business here, but also has the mind to make moves in the Hong Kong stock market. He truly deserves to be called a genius."
"The Hong Kong stock market? What did Song Tianyao do in the stock market? How do you know?" Tang Boqi paused, stopped, and looked at Gu Linshan.
"You spent so much effort on the data you compiled regarding Song Tianyao, and the notes I packed in your briefcase—weren't they the ones you did because you suspected Song Tianyao was investing his profits in the stock market? There are even several reference materials on various stocks in there. I couldn't sleep last night, so I took them out to look at them. Without your detailed analysis of Song Tianyao's capital inflows, it's indeed difficult to see anything from just the stock data. But with your analysis, aren't we already vaguely seeing some anomalies?" Gu Linshan said to Tang Boqi, "Real estate stocks, don't you remember? At least four licensed stockbrokers, using four other British-owned real estate stocks as cover, were quietly accumulating shares of a Chinese-owned real estate stock held by retail investors in the stock market. It was continuous, stable, low-key, and diversified. Based on the extensive analysis you put into Song Tianyao's wig profits during that period and the stock market performance of that real estate stock in recent months, it's basically certain that Song Tianyao was behind it."
"Which real estate stock?" Tang Boqi pressed Gu Linshan for an answer.
Gu Linshan stated definitively, "Xizhen Properties, controlled by the Lin Family in Hong Kong."
"Song Tianyao is thinking... never mind, he's already decided to go back to the United States first and settle things with the United States Head Office." Tang Boqi originally wanted to ponder Song Tianyao's purpose in the stock market, but noticing Gu Linshan's gaze, he smiled self-deprecatingly and changed his words.
The two held hands and stepped into the airport waiting hall.
Just as I entered the hall, a muffled clap of thunder sounded on the horizon, followed by raindrops falling like scattered beans, instantly soaking the world outside.
The torrential rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, but failed to soak Tang Boqi.
Chapter 297 The Britain Save Everything
"Mr. Mason, I apologize for bringing you here in this downpour. The Governor is aware of the whole affair, but he is currently on the phone with his counterparts in London handling more important matters. His exact words upon learning of the situation were that if everything is true, Hong Kong's trade and manufacturing will go from a mere trickle to complete collapse—it would be an economic disaster for Hong Kong. Although he didn't say it aloud, I suspect he is somewhat disappointed in you," said Shodick, the Grantham's private secretary, seated in the large red chair in Reception Room Four of Government House's House.