February 5, 2019.
Through connections with Chinese businessmen in Manila, Yang Tiancheng finally got some good news.
Harry was vacationing on a private island in the Calamian Islands and probably wouldn't be back in Manila anytime soon.
Yang Tiancheng was getting anxious. He couldn't stay in Luzon for long, after all. He still had a pile of things to deal with at his plantation in Borneo.
After weighing his options, Yang Tiancheng finally took the initiative and called him.
"Hello... Who is this?"
"Mr. Harry, this is Yang Tiancheng. We met before at the Winfred Casino Hotel," Yang Tiancheng said quickly.
"Oh? So it's Mr. Yang. Are you still in Manila?"
"I'm still in Manila. Last time, you mentioned that you were looking to buy palm oil. Have you given it any thought? If we can finalize things, I can return to Malaysia soon and get everything ready," Yang Tiancheng said, getting straight to the point.
There was a brief silence on the other end.
"Mr. Yang, I won't hide it from you. I have a say in my family, but some things aren't up to one person alone. You understand, right?"
Yang Tiancheng spoke more urgently. "Of course, I understand. But our company is sincere about working with your side. Please give me a chance."
"I see. Then let's sit down and talk when I return to Manila at the end of March."
At that, Yang Tiancheng felt his heart sink. The end of March was almost two months away. If the other party stood him up then, it would only make matters worse.
A sudden idea came to him. "Are you too busy to leave, Mr. Harry? I can come visit you in person. Please give me a chance to work with you."
"Since you're so sincere, Mr. Yang, I can't be unreasonable. How about this? I'll have someone arrange a plane. Bring your people to Darte Port."
"Okay. I look forward to a successful partnership."
After hanging up, Yang Tiancheng clenched his fists, a faint smile appearing on his face.
At noon that day, after giving Yang Changfeng a few instructions, he took his assistant and bodyguards and, guided by people Harry had sent, boarded a private plane bound for the airport at Darte Port.
After landing at Darte Port's small airport,
Yang Tiancheng and his party were taken to a yacht.
They soon reached Harry's private island. Mada had given it to Harry at the end of the previous year, and it was just off the coast of Calagua Island.
Standing on the dock, Yang Tiancheng saw a stone villa and several wind turbines near the island's highest peak.
A middle-aged man who looked like a butler appeared on the dock. "Mr. Yang, please come with me. The others can wait in the dock area."
Yang Tiancheng had no objections. It was a small private island with no large predators, so there was no need to bring bodyguards.
Besides, he could tell that Harry didn't seem to like meeting with too many people, so he decided to go alone.
He climbed into a jeep and headed up the winding concrete road toward the villa at the summit.
The bodyguards and assistant who stayed behind were soon warmly ushered by the servants to a restaurant in the dock area for a meal.
Looking at the lobster, sea urchin, abalone, sea cucumber, grilled steak, grilled lamb chops, and top-shelf wine on the table, the bodyguards and assistant promptly forgot all about Yang Tiancheng. They chatted animatedly with the servants, drinking and eating to their hearts' content.
Meanwhile, Yang Tiancheng reached the villa at the summit and, led by the butler, entered without a hint of suspicion.
Seeing Harry in the living room, Yang Tiancheng immediately walked over with a broad smile. "Mr. Harry, it's a great honor to meet you."
The butler quickly left the living room, casually and gently closing the door behind him.
With the living room door closed, the room became a cage. Soundproofing ensured that nothing inside could be heard from outside. A special electromagnetic shielding layer also blocked wireless communications.
At the same time, the island's several pieces of electromagnetic interference equipment quickly powered on.
Inside the living room.
Harry smiled. "Mr. Yang, I hear there's a Chinese idiom, 'going alone to a banquet with only a sword.' You're certainly a brave man."
"Heh... I trust you, Mr. Harry." Yang Tiancheng thought the other man was joking.
"Then I really must thank you for your trust, Mr. Yang." Harry's smile grew even brighter.
Just then,
the servants standing on either side of Harry slowly pushed aside the screen behind the sofa. Behind it stood a large golden nanmu table, with a figure seated in a wooden chair, leisurely sipping tea.
Seeing this, Yang Tiancheng said without thinking, "I didn't realize you had another guest, Mr. Harry. I wonder..."
His voice suddenly faltered, and his pupils contracted.
What's he doing here?
"It's been a long time, Tiancheng." Li Qingye calmly set down his teacup.
Gulp! Yang Tiancheng's throat went dry.
It really is him. How is this possible? What's going on? Could it be that incident...? As if realizing something, Yang Tiancheng's expression shifted. He immediately stood up and said to Harry, "Mr. Harry, something urgent has come up. I'll take my leave."
As he spoke, he casually slipped his hand into his pocket, unlocked his phone with his fingerprint, and prepared to call for help.
"Why not sit down and have some tea?" Li Qingye poured him a cup, then added, "I forgot to mention that you can't make calls from this room. You can put your phone away."
Damn it! Yang Tiancheng's face turned pale. His voice trembled as he asked, "Li Qingye, what do you want? Plenty of people know I came here."
He then turned to Harry, doing his best to remain composed. "Think carefully, Mr. Harry! My family has plenty of friends in Luzon. If you let me leave, I'll pretend none of this happened."
"Tiancheng, who was involved in murdering my parents and eldest brother back then?" Li Qingye stared into his eyes, his gaze as still as a deep well.
Yang Tiancheng felt his blood run cold under that stare. Knowing he absolutely couldn't admit to it, he played dumb. "Qingye, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
But he didn't know that, with the help of his superbrain, Li Qingye's ability to read people had become so strong that it was as if he could see right through them.
Yang Tiancheng's clumsy attempt to cover things up practically had his guilt written all over his face.
"Looks like you know quite a bit."
Yang Tiancheng continued to deny it. "Know what? I don't understand what you're talking about. This is ridiculous. Let me go, or my father won't let you get away with this."
"That doesn't matter. It's enough to confirm that you know." The coldness in Li Qingye's eyes seemed ready to spill over.
Harry had never seen Li Qingye look like that before. A chill ran through him.
Seeing things going badly, Yang Tiancheng grabbed a vase by the door and charged at Harry, who was closest.
But before he could reach him, the soldiers, already poised to act, drew their tasers and tranquilizer guns. Yang Tiancheng was struck and fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably.
"Take him to the basement," Li Qingye said, waving a hand.
"Yes." The soldiers immediately tied Yang Tiancheng up and carried him away on a stretcher.
Harry took the phone they had found on Yang Tiancheng, then told the butler to call the dock area and tell Yang Tiancheng's assistant that Yang Tiancheng would be staying on the island for a week, and that they should enjoy themselves in the dock area and not worry.
The soldier impersonating the butler carefully mimicked Yang Tiancheng's voice and manner of speaking.
A little over ten minutes later, the butler used Yang Tiancheng's phone to call the assistant. He said Harry hadn't agreed to sign a contract yet, and Yang Tiancheng would need to stay on the island for a week to try to persuade him.
After those two calls, the assistant and the bodyguards had no suspicions. They stayed in the dock area, eating, drinking, and enjoying themselves.
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