MacIntosh's assistant walked over from a distance, while Song Tianyao moved a little further away. The assistant whispered a few words in MacIntosh's ear.
MacIntosh put down his glass and said to Song Tianyao, "Looks like we can't take a break during the break; we should save the drinks for last. A Hong Kong -registered cargo ship in the Taiwan Strait was sunk by a torpedo. Businessman, Mr. Song, there's a difference between businessmen. I admire upright businessmen like you and despise those greedy, illegal ones. See you next time. Perhaps you should practice your swing; next time I won't hold back."
Song Tianyao looked at the Nine-Tattooed Dragon in the distance and waved to him. The Nine-Tattooed Dragon quickly walked over. "Mr. Song."
"Find out which ship was sunk." Song Tianyao lit a cigarette and ordered, "Most likely it was Lei Danzi. Chu Xiaoxin told me that guy bought two new small boats. I made some money, which provoked him."
Nine-Tattooed Dragon was taken aback. "How... how do you investigate?"
Song Tianyao looked up and sized up Nine-Tattooed Dragon: "Let's go. Remember to call Brother Six for me and ask him to come back from Macau. You're not good at this kind of thing, but Brother Six is."
When she returned to the villa, Angie Perlis was having a photographer take pictures of the villa, with two White Russian maids smiling radiantly in front of the camera.
Angie Pellès has recently taken many photos in preparation for returning to Britain with Song Tianyao to meet his family and tell them about her current life in Hong Kong.
"Have you booked the plane tickets?" Song Tianyao asked, embracing Angie Perlis and gently kissing her cheek.
Nine-Tattooed Dragon walked to the telephone in the living room to make a call.
Angie Perlis shrugged. "Of course. Mrs. Bess and her two children are traveling with us on the plane the day after tomorrow. Also, your goddaughter is being baptized tomorrow, and Mrs. Bess and Shek Chi-yik will be her godmother and godfather. The honorary principal of Diocesan Girls' School and several school board members have also been invited."
"Our relationship can seem pretty boring sometimes, right? You've said your piece, all I can say is, well done." Song Tianyao put his arm around Angie Perlis's waist as they watched the photographer take their picture. "Where's Xiu'er?"
Lane Crawford Department Store, buying clothes.
"Book a hotel tomorrow and invite all the students and parents from Xiu'er School to a banquet and party. I don't need to show off; don't make any guests uncomfortable."
"Is it you again, weaving your web of relationships like a spider's web?" Angie Perlis wrinkled her cute nose. "You even used your goddaughter's baptism ceremony?"
"I won't show up tomorrow. Shek Chi-yik and Mrs. Bess will be hosting; it's their chance to show off their charm. Tomorrow I'll go with you to buy some gifts, and then the two of you can enjoy a romantic dinner together in the evening."
Nine-Tattooed Dragon had already hung up the phone. "Mr. Song, Brother Six said he'll be here in two hours."
"You want Huang Liu to go to Britain with us?" Angie Perlis turned around and stared at Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao shook his head. "No, he's not going. It's just the two of us. It's agreed that we'll bring money, buy all the titles we can quickly get in London, print them on our business cards, and then go see your parents."
Huang Liu limped into the villa, his eyes lighting up when he saw the two White Russian maids in uniform. He smiled at Song Tianyao, who was sitting on the sofa flipping through a newspaper:
"The boss really cares about his employees; knowing I didn't find anything good in Macau, he's preparing..."
"Foreign Devil woman, you weren't even satisfied when you had three legs, and now that you're lame, I'm afraid you'll die young," Song Tianyao said, patting the spot next to him.
Huang Liu sat down and said in a low voice, "Lei Danzi has suffered a huge loss this time. The boat carrying the medicine was sunk by Naval mines. Fortunately, he was on another boat and survived. According to the information I found in Macau, Mr. He has already sent people to pick him up and take the remaining boat back to Macau."
"Who did it?" Song Tianyao asked.
Huang Liu shook his head. "Even Mr. He isn't sure. The Taiwan Strait is very strange. There are thousands upon thousands of Naval mines, but they've only been detonated a few times. In the past, those ships that smuggled goods to North Korea seemed to have extra eyes, able to clearly see the location of the Naval mines. Apart from the Big-Time Tycoon from Hong Kong Macau, even Mr. He. He is easily disrespected by those Kuomintang people in Taiwan."
"It's good that he's alive. I'm going to Britain for a month. Find that person for me."
"Three million for Lei Danzi, it's really worth it for you to help him today, boss." Huang Liu picked up an apple from the coffee table, took a bite, and mumbled indistinctly.
Song Tianyao looked at Huang Liu and laughed, "Can you please stop being so insincere when you're flattering me with lies?"
"I can't exactly say, 'Boss, are you up to something again?'" Huang Liu said with a grin.
Song Tianyao shook the newspaper. "Hong Kong isn't all blind. When something like this happens, everyone will react. Hong Kong has a lot of people, Shanghai people has a lot of money, and everyone has long disliked each other. This could very well be a trigger. Regardless of my relationship with Lei Danzi, we need to at least figure out the whole thing first, so we don't end up in a passive position when we get involved."
What if this was planned by a group of Shanghai people?
"Unlikely. Shanghai people wouldn't be so stupid or rich as to do something so undignified. If it were you, worth millions now, would you risk getting into a fight with a street vendor and causing a death?"
"I'm worth millions?" Huang Liu was taken aback. "When?"
"I've left you some shares, worth about one or two million."
"So generous, boss, you don't have some ulterior motive, do you?"
"There's one more thing. My uncle is missing; we need to find him too."
Chapter 441 Return to Hong Kong
When Lei Danzi appeared before He Xian, his lips were cracked and bleeding, which was quite noticeable under the split lips. His eyes were also bloodshot from exhaustion. Although he had lost a lot of weight since he went out to sea, he looked unusually calm at this moment.
"I'll take your cargo for 20% more. You can call me if you need money." He Xian handed Lei Danzi a glass of wine, then patted Lei Danzi's shoulder like an elder, comforting him.