"Not call Jonathan Gore?" Ji Wenming was taken aback. "Isn't he in charge of stock matters?"
Song Tianyao pinched his brow. "That old guy's asleep. He does one job and leaves, and he definitely doesn't want to be woken up at night. Calling him will only get you a scolding. Luo Zhuankun is different. Luo Zhuankun still has to make a living in Hong Kong. If you inform Luo Zhuankun, I guarantee Luo Zhuankun be so excited he won't be able to sleep anymore."
And what about you?
"Me? I can finally sleep soundly. The Lin Family has nothing left. Those 80 million are waiting for the court to freeze them. When your opponent has nothing but their life to fight you, you don't need to worry about them anymore. There's no need to personally get involved with them, because they're no longer qualified. If you enter the fray now, the Lin Family, now penniless, will have the courage to go down with them. So of course, you can't give them that opportunity. You don't need to personally get involved anymore. They can't find opponents, but they're surrounded by them. They're doomed. I'm planning to have that Scribe Hui take me to Japan next week for some hot springs and some romance." Song Tianyao massaged his temples with both hands. Despite being a young man, Ji Wenming felt that his actions and tone were heavy with lifelessness.
His bodyguard, Huang Liu, on the other hand, was more cheerful and energetic. Thinking of Huang Liu, Ji Wenming realized that he hadn't even seen the guy with the medium-length hair all day.
"By the way, why didn't I see Huang Liu with you today? Isn't your bodyguard supposed to be inseparable from you except when he's sleeping?"
"He was injured, so I sent him back to Macau to recover."
"Go back to Macau to recover from your injuries?" Ji Wenming was taken aback.
It's obvious that recovering from an injury doesn't require returning to Macau.
After blurting out the question, Ji Wenming realized his mistake. The excuse of recuperating in Macau was clearly false; Song Tianyao didn't want him to know where Huang Liu had gone, which was why he had just blurted it out.
"I'm going to rest in the guest room." Ji Wenming smiled apologetically at Song Tianyao, then turned and left the study.
Song Tianyao sat in the study, picked up the stubbed-out cigar, lit it again, and after another half hour, Yao Chunxiao pushed open the door and came in:
"A-Yao, A-Liu called from Macau. He finished the matter you asked him to handle before the bank closed this afternoon. He just returned to Macau. A-Liu saw the bank draft with his own eyes before calling. A-Liu even asked if he needed to come back?"
Song Tianyao grinned at Yao Chunxiao, "It'll be fine if he gets his crotch healed in Macau. If he really becomes a eunuch, I'm afraid Uncle Huang will shoot me in the head when we meet. By the way, Uncle Xiao, I'm going to make a phone call, and then you can come with me to see someone we're leaving for tonight."
Chapter 423 Speech
Yao Chunxiao voluntarily got into the driver's seat of the Ford 49. When he saw Song Tianyao looking at him, a terrifying smile appeared on his severely burned face.
Are you worried that my driving skills are too poor for this old man?
"No, I just thought I should drive, I'm young, you know." Song Tianyao smiled and shook his head, turning to look out the window.
Yao Chunxiao started the car engine. "Should we have Ah Shun Ah Si come along?"
"It's not like we're going to do anything shady. Besides, Uncle Xiao, you've already made an appointment with Lam Kong to go to Sai Wan." Song Tianyao tapped his knee lightly with his index finger and said calmly.
Yao Chunxiao didn't say anything more, slammed on the gas, and the car drove out of the villa's garage and disappeared into the night.
On the second-floor terrace of the villa, the lights were off. Angie Perlis, who should have been asleep, stood quietly on the terrace wearing a crimson silk nightgown and a trench coat. Her left hand rested on the jade railing, and her right hand held a glass of soothing red wine as she watched the car drive away.
"Your boyfriend... is making you worry again?" Juliana Abbey slowly walked up behind her.
Angie Perlis smiled politely at the old woman, "You haven't rested yet?"
"I couldn't fall asleep after the phone rang. As I get older, my sleep quality is declining, especially since I'm a lawyer." Juliana Abbey brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, then turned to the sleepy-eyed maid in the distant bedroom and said, "Dear Kaya, could you please pour me a glass of red wine?"
After the White Russian maid poured her a glass of red wine from the wine cabinet and brought it over, Juliana Abbey took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Angie Perlis on the terrace, gazing into the distance. "Your boyfriend is a very outstanding young man, far more capable and ambitious than those young lawyers in London. I apologize for the negative things I said about him when I saw you off in London."
"I know," Angie Perlis smiled and turned to her mentor, saying, "I knew you'd be impressed with him sooner or later."
"My child, I admit he's excellent, but have you ever thought about this? Why would he put all his assets in your name? Isn't he worried that you'll abandon him and return to London with a fortune, becoming a wealthy woman?" Juliana Abbey blinked and asked Angie Perlis.
Angie Perlis turned her gaze back to the dark distance. "He believes me."
"No, because you're Britain. You can't take everything he has in Hong Kong. And your identity will make all the potential China rivals lurking in the shadows, eyeing him with hostility, think twice. Incidentally, it will make the Britain subconsciously feel closer to him because he has a Britain fiancée." Juliana Abbey took a sip of red wine. "Forgive me for always thinking too badly of your boyfriend. So far, everything this young man has done has already somewhat shocked this old woman who has seen a lot of tricks. I thought I came to Hong Kong because my abilities made you and him feel important and needed me. After coming to Hong Kong, I realized that he doesn't need my abilities. What he needs is my reputation. He only needs me to appear in court as Lin Yujing's private lawyer. He doesn't need me to speak or defend her."
"What advice do you want to give me, madam? Abandon him and go back to London to marry a fine young lawyer?" Angie Perlis smiled faintly.