"Sigh, the most important thing now is to find out where Zeng Chunsheng went. I don't care about the Green Gang or the Chao Yong Yi; what good would it do if a hundred of those scoundrels died?" Yu Shiting sighed with a troubled expression. "At this point, it's not a problem that can be solved simply by finding Bai Qishan and Fish Stall Kun. Besides, even if you can find them, can you actually find those two people?"
"Master, there are more people outside to see you." Uncle Shui, the old servant of the Yu Family, came over and whispered behind Yu Shiting, "Two groups of people have come. One is Mr. Tam. Tan Jingwei, who claims to have bought the property of Mr. Zeng Chunsheng, and the other is Mr. Song Tianyao Mr. Song, who claims to have been entrusted by Mr. He. He from Macau to visit you."
Yu Shiting paused for a moment, then turned to look at Uncle Shui: "Bought Zeng Chunsheng's property? Tan Jingwei? He must be from Taiwan."
Uncle Shui nodded slightly. "Yes, that Mr. Tam did indeed claim to be from Taiwan."
Yu Shiting withdrew his gaze, his face no longer showing the drowsiness and perfunctoriness he had displayed with Huang Jianfu and the other man. His eyes were bright and alert, clearly indicating that his brain was working at high speed.
"Please invite them both to sit in the Wangyang Pavilion for a while. I'm curious to see what will happen when Mr. Tam from Taiwan and Mr. Song, who was entrusted by He Xian, meet."
Chapter 478 Waiting for Chang'e at the Wangyang Building
In the first few years after its construction, Jing Garden Wangyang Building) did indeed offer a panoramic view of the vast ocean from its three-story interior. However, with post-war development and the fact that Jing Garden was not originally built on a hilltop, the view of the ocean waves from the surrounding bungalows is no longer visible. Now, from the three-story Wangyang Building, the only view visible from the windows are Tung Wah Hospital, Man Mo Temple, and half of Lascar Street.
When Song Tianyao, accompanied by Huang Liu, followed behind Uncle Shui, the old servant of the Yu Family, to the third floor of Wangyang Building, Tan Jingwei and his Fourth Brother were already upstairs, admiring the artificial hill and flowing water scenery in the center of the building.
Seeing Song Tianyao and Huang Liu come up, Tan Jingwei nodded slightly and gave Song Tianyao a polite smile. Song Tianyao nodded in response and led Huang Liu to the calligraphy and paintings hanging on one side of Wangyang Building to examine them.
After instructing his servants to bring tea and snacks, Uncle Shui told the four that Yu Shiting was currently seeing guests and asked them to wait a moment, Boss Yu would come to see them as soon as he had time.
After saying that, Uncle Shui left Wangyang Building, taking even the servants with him. Only Song Tianyao, Huang Liu, Tan Jingwei, and Fourth Brother remained in the three-story Wangyang Building.
Song Tianyao looked at Huang Liu with a teasing expression, while Huang Liu's face was not so good. He touched his nose awkwardly and kept avoiding Song Tianyao's teasing gaze.
He Xian asked Song Tianyao to help mediate between the two sides, so that He Xian could find an opportunity to intervene and mediate. Song Tianyao was already prepared to be turned away. After returning to Hong Kong, Song Tianyao immediately asked Lei Yingdong to help him contact Xu Pingsheng, a local Big Brother in Hong Kong. As expected, Xu Pingsheng completely ignored Song Tianyao. Lei Yingdong may have even implied why Song Tianyao had made such a rash visit, but he still did not receive a response from Xu Pingsheng.
On the way to Yu Shiting, Song Tianyao asked Huang Liu a question: What if Yu Shiting also refused to see him, like Xu Pingsheng?
Huang Liu, patting his chest in the car, said, "If both families turn you away, then we'll just have to swallow our pride for now. We can't afford to offend both groups at once. But if Yu Shiting invites you in, then Xu Pingsheng is in the wrong. No problem, once you leave Yu Family's house, I'll burn down Xu Pingsheng's place for you. We haven't had a chance to stretch our muscles in so long, and you've been away from Hong Kong for so long, everyone's almost forgotten we're not vegetarians. Let's beat them up and bring them to you so you can talk to them!"
What frustrated Huang Liu even more was that Yu Shiting didn't refuse Song Tianyao's visit like Xu Pingsheng did; instead, he invited them in.
Song Tianyao's eyes clearly said, "I'm waiting for you to go out and burn down Xu Pingsheng's house."
That's why Huang Liu felt very embarrassed.
Beside the artificial hill and flowing water inside the building was a chessboard. Huang Liu, who often played chess with the master swindler Ning Zikun, pointed to the chessboard and said to Song Tianyao to ease his embarrassment, "Want to play a game?"
Just as he pointed to the chessboard and asked Song Tianyao, Tan Jingwei's Fourth Brother was on the opposite side, sat down on the black side of the board and smiled at Tan Jingwei, "Mr. Tam, would you like to play a game?"
Seeing that the chessboard was occupied, Huang Liu walked over and sat down opposite Fourth Brother: "I love playing chess, how about a game? The loser will give up their seat."
Fourth Brother glanced at Huang Liu, then at Tan Jingwei. Tan Jingwei smiled and said, "It's rare to find someone willing to play chess with you, so I won't disturb your enjoyment. It's quite nice to look at the scenery and appreciate the calligraphy and paintings."
After listening to Tan Jingwei's words, Fourth Brother began to place the chess pieces on the chessboard. Song Tianyao looked at Huang Liu's displeased but helpless expression, smiled, turned around, and began to look at the hanging calligraphy and paintings again.
"Is this gentleman also in the shipping business? I heard that the shipping business in Hong Kong has been a bit tough lately. Sigh, when will those ships I just bought be able to leave the dock? I still Boss Yu's approval." Tan Jingwei slowly walked to Song Tianyao's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him examining a piece of calligraphy by Wanyan Liang in front of them, and asked.
Song Tianyao took out a cigarette from his pocket, offered one to Tan Jingwei, and shook his head modestly. "No matter how difficult the shipping business is, not everyone can do it. I'm just a poor man who barely makes a living by doing some small land-based business. A ship costs several million Hong Kong Hong Kong dollars. How many people in Hong Kong can afford such a difficult business?"
Tan Jingwei took out a US Army Zipper cigarette, lit it, and offered it to Song Tianyao. Song Tianyao said to Tan Jingwei, "Thank you."
He leaned over and lit the cigarette himself.
After Song Tianyao lit his cigarette, Tan Jingwei lit the one Song Tianyao had given him, blew a smoke ring, and said, "Small businesses on land are great, they're stable, you can work peacefully every day, start work in the morning and finish work in the evening. I don't know how much I envy the small businesses on land you're talking about."
Song Tianyao chuckled, "Then I'd say I'd trade my small business for your shipping business, sir. You definitely wouldn't agree, would you? I see you making a fortune in shipping, while I seem to have a leisurely life with my small business. I don't know the dangers of the sea, and you don't know the hardships on land. Factories have gangs that collect protection money; if you don't pay, they'll smash your machines. The police also collect protection money; if you don't pay, they'll cause trouble, saying your factory has opium or pipes. The Commerce and Industry Department are the most ruthless when it comes to collecting protection money; if you don't pay, they'll seal your doors and shut you down. Is that safe? If you hand over all that money, it's certainly safe, but the money you work so hard to earn will barely ensure that you and your family don't starve. It's difficult to make money honestly and legally in Hong Kong, a place where foreigners rule."