Song Tianyao slowly stood up. "Let's go. Actually, I really don't like going to Macau. Macau is too chaotic. But there's nothing I can do. The Lin Family has such a big influence in Hong Kong, and there just happens to be people in Macau who hate the Lin Family to the core."
Chapter 333 Unexpected Events
The grey-black motorized cargo ship cleaved a white wave across the sea in the afterglow, and the South Bay Pier in Macau was already faintly visible in the sunset.
"I don't understand you. You already have enough money, why don't you do business steadily? Why do you have to cause trouble with the Lin Family? Now Hong Kong wants everyone to know how arrogant and conceited you are. Banks won't lend you money. What's the point? Be more low-key when you're making money. Like me, I make money so I don't have to live like I did when I was a child, without even a pair of shoes, living on a boat, dreaming of owning a house on land. Now that you have money, why not live a comfortable life? There are so many businesses in Hong Kong, you don't have to fight with everyone to make money." Lei Yingdong and Song Tianyao sat on the deck of the cargo ship, loosened their shirt buttons and ties, chatting as they peeled small, fresh oysters with the salty taste of the sea.
Song Tianyao slowly peeled open a small piece of the shell, put the tender oyster meat inside, along with a little seawater, into his mouth, savoring the taste on his tongue, and then gave Lei Yingdong a bright smile:
"Are there many businesses in Hong Kong? Right now, you just don't have much money in your pocket, so you feel like there are many businesses. As you accumulate more and more money, you'll find that there are fewer and fewer businesses you can do. You don't have as much money as me now, so of course you don't understand my difficulties."
"Damn it, I was trying to give you some good advice, and you're making fun of me?" Lei Yingdong laughed too, "So what if you have money? You're at sea now, if you don't say something nice, I'll throw you overboard to feed the fish."
"You threw me down to feed the fish, and treated Brother Six next to you like a decoration. Brother Six, Six... never mind." Song Tianyao turned his head to look for Huang Liu behind him, and found Huang Liu leaning against the cabin door, dozing off boredly, with drool almost dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"When you boarded the ship, I had a few of my men deliver three million in cash to your wig factory as a loan. That's all I have. Remember to pay me back if you win; if you lose, just consider it bad luck that the Foreign Devil Marine Police raided the factory." As they drew closer to the South Bay Pier, Lei Yingdong tossed the seashells in his hand and at his feet into the sea, clapped his hands, and said to Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao was stunned for a moment. "What the hell?"
"Aren't you short of money?" Lei Yingdong said matter-of-factly, "No need for that look, I'm not planning to charge you interest."
Song Tianyao slowly stood up from the deck. "Who told you I'm short of money?"
"It's all over Hong Kong that you can't borrow money Hong Kong. Didn't you come to Macau this time to borrow money from Mr. He's bank?" Lei Yingdong looked at Song Tianyao: "Are you trying to say that you have enough money in your pocket to go up against the Lin Family? There's a limit to bragging."
"I came to Macau for people, not for money," Song Tianyao said to Lei Yingdong.
Lei Yingdong turned around, put on his large black raincoat, and walked towards the cabin. "Whatever, just remember to give it back to me when you don't need it anymore. Hey, you guys, stop playing cards. We're almost at the dock, so be smart."
After Lei Yingdong entered the cabin, Huang Liu straightened up from the doorway and glanced at the approaching South Bay Pier in the distance. "Boss, a car has been arranged to wait at the wharf. Third Brother said that Mr. He will bring people to see you at the Tai Fung Bank office this morning."
Everyone thought I came to Macau to borrow money, but only Mr. He. He knew I came to ask him to help me arrange a meeting with someone.
The boat slowly entered the dock. After Lei Yingdong's men lowered the sampan, Song Tianyao greeted Lei Yingdong, took Huang Liu onto the sampan, and rowed towards the dock pier. Huang Liu stood in front of Song Tianyao, his hands on his waist, his eyes surveying the now darkened dock environment.
The sampan quickly reached the pier, where Huang Ziya's acquaintance, who was familiar with Huang Liu, picked up the two and put them into a car, which drove into the Macau New Asia Hotel.
The Macau New Asia Hotel is owned by He Xian, so its security is naturally beyond question. Almost everyone in the hotel, from the manager to the waiters, is He Xian's informant. Song Tianyao entered his room and was about to stretch by the window, feeling relieved that his trip to Macau had finally been peaceful.
"Boom!" A series of loud noises suddenly rang out outside! The room shook slightly!
Huang Liu pulled Song Tianyao away from the window and drew the curtains with his other hand, his voice completely devoid of any panic. "Don't worry, boss, it's just cannon fire. Judging from the sound, it's coming from the direction of the gate being Border Gate."
"Cannon fire?" Song Tianyao was taken aback.
Was he truly incompatible with Macau? Last time he came, there was only constant gunfire, but the second time it had turned into a barrage of artillery fire? Although the shells were unlikely to hit him, Song Tianyao was still somewhat alarmed by the ongoing explosions.
He wasn't afraid of being schemed against in business, but he was afraid of dying without knowing why. Who knew if a shell might land on his head in Macau?
"Most of the Black Devils soldiers guarding Macau for Foreign Devil Portugal are just firing blanks again." Huang Liu has lived in Macau for a long time and knows the place quite well.
The intense shelling lasted only three to five minutes before stopping. Song Tianyao splashed cold water on his face, then returned to the living room and turned on the radio provided in the hotel's deluxe rooms. He listened to the recorded songs to pass the time. Before two songs had even finished playing, there was a knock on the door.
"A-Hung."
"Third Brother?" Huang Liu recognized Huang Ziya's voice outside the door, but he still instinctively placed his hand on his waist.
Huang Ziya's voice said, "It's me."
Huang Liu glanced at Song Tianyao on the sofa, walked to the door, listened intently, and slowly opened the door.
Huang Ziya wasn't the only one standing outside; He Xian, surrounded by six or seven bodyguards, quickly entered the room.
"Mr. He?" Song Tianyao was startled. He was such a nobody that He Xian wouldn't bother to come see him in the evening.
He Xian's face was somewhat gloomy. After the living room door closed, he waved to Song Tianyao and sat down on the sofa. "I'll borrow your room for a quiet night."