The man with the slicked-back hair escorted Zhou Wenbin to the car, only leaving once it drove away, yet Secretary Xia remained standing in place.

He gestured to him, asking, "Aren't you leaving?"

Secretary Xia didn't answer his question but instead came up and patted his shoulder, "Come inside and talk."

They went back into the private room. Now that Zhou Wenbin wasn't there, the man with slicked-back hair didn't bother to keep a smile, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and said indifferently, "Speak."

Secretary Xia wasn't offended, pulled out a note from his pocket and placed it on the table, "Prepare five million USD and send it to this address."

The man with slicked-back hair was stunned immediately upon hearing this.

He looked at the address in Australia on the note, then stared at Secretary Xia's face, biting his teeth audibly.

This wasn't about resolving misunderstandings; it was like treating me as a pig to slaughter, and that bastard didn't even speak up for himself, sending someone else as a mouthpiece.

When Secretary Xia saw he hadn't spoken, he sighed, "Together, those projects of yours are worth over five billion. Don't lose sight of the bigger picture."

With that, he stood up, tidied his cuffs, and then patted the man's shoulder, "Remember to deliver it by noon tomorrow, or who knows when your money will be delayed."

The man with slicked-back hair watched his departing figure, burning with anger, he forcefully crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, cursing, "Son of a bitch!"

Although he had previously handed over a lot of money to the other party, that was when he needed their help and voluntarily offered it, whereas now he was being blackmailed, feeling violated, which made him very unhappy.

But anger aside, considering the five billion plus, he had to compromise.

However, little did he know, in a few days, a more heart-wrenching piece of news awaited him...

...

In the evening, Qi Yun was having dinner at home when suddenly the phone screen on the table lit up.

He checked and saw the message was from the bank manager Xiao Jing, with a seductive photo in black stockings.

This sudden photo startled Qi Yun, nearly dropping his chopsticks.

He quickly shut off the phone and glanced at Zhao Qing opposite, seeing her chatting with their daughter, unaware of his momentary awkwardness, he finally sighed in relief.

After dinner, Qi Yun went to the study and called Zhong Rui, instructed, "Tomorrow, go to the bank in the New District to open an account for me. I'll pass their bank manager to you, just find her when you go."

"Okay, boss," Zhong Rui replied swiftly.

"Hmm, anything happening in the company these days?"

"Wu Hongkui has already submitted the three hundred thousand and completed his resignation, additionally, Xiang Xiaoyue is requesting to hire ten developers, and drafting a marketing plan which initially might require five million..." Zhong Rui detailed in his report.

Qi Yun nodded slightly after listening, "Alright, I got it, proceed according to her plan."

Professional matters need professionals, having hired them for significant pay, choosing to trust them.

After ending the call, he opened Xiao Jing's WeChat again and messaged, "My assistant will find you tomorrow to open the account, please don't send me such things again."

On the other end, Xiao Jing quickly replied, "[Crying face], I understand..."

Qi Yun didn't respond further, put down his phone, and went to shower.

Time soon reached midnight, he had been waiting for a call from the other side, as Harris said he would help resolve the batch of goods tonight.

But by past one, still no message came through, he was too tired and eventually fell asleep.

Unsure how long had passed, an urgent phone ring woke Qi Yun from sleep.

He groggily opened his eyes, looked at the phone, it was a foreign number, he got up from bed and went to the study to answer.

"Hello, sir, I am the station chief from Irkutsk." On the other end, speaking heavily accented English, stuttering and trembling, as if having gone through something terrifying.

"I am calling to express my apologies, please forgive my ignorance, I shouldn't have detained your goods for profit. I swear to God, I will never offend you again, hoping you'll forgive me."

Qi Yun didn't make things too difficult for him, simply replied, "Since you have realized your mistake, I accept your apology. I hope my goods won't face such problems when passing through your station in the future."

"Absolutely, absolutely! Rest assured, your goods are VIPs at our station! Beyond just our station, your goods in Irkutsk will pass unobstructed, no issues whatsoever anymore!" The station chief's voice carried the vibrations of relief after a disaster.

"Alright, that's it."

Qi Yun didn't say more, hung up and checked the time, it was nearly five, it seemed it was midnight over there.

Apparently, Harris meant midnight local time...

After this disruption, he lost the desire to sleep, lit a cigarette, and started checking today's intelligence.

[Current intelligence points: 34]

[Today's Intel 1 (Red): Mr. Li has already packaged all his projects and sold them to Liang Tianyou, and has arranged for his family, planning to surrender himself tomorrow]

Qi Yun was slightly stunned, do these two know each other?

But thinking about it, it's not surprising; the local construction industry circle is only so big, they would have some intersections.

"The thirty million evidence in the manor, plus Mr. Li's identification, and the push from that person behind..."

Zhou Wenbin's good days are over.

[Today's Intel 2 (Red): The two white men who appeared in Cape Town yesterday have arrived in Hong Kong Island three hours ago, currently staying at Quanji Hotel on Des Voeux Road, room number 4028]

Qi Yun whispered to himself, came to Hong Kong Island so quickly again? It seems they are indeed coming for me...

When he hired the salvage ship in South Africa, he registered his passport information, so it's very likely that they have already figured out his identity.

But this is domestic, Qi Yun doesn't believe they dare to act recklessly; he is more curious about their purpose in finding him...

After a brief thought, he picked up his phone and dialed Hui Ge's number in Hong Kong Island.

"Doo~ doo~ doo"

The phone rang for more than half a minute before it was answered, with Hui Ge's tired voice coming through the receiver: "Hello, Little Brother Qi."

"Brother Hui, sorry to call you at this hour and disturb your rest." Qi Yun's tone was full of apology.

"It's okay, I just lay down." Hui Ge did not blame him and asked, "Is there something Little Brother Qi needs me for?"

"Yes, I do have a favor to ask Brother Hui."

Hui Ge, as usual, was straightforward: "Whatever it is, just say it, don't stand on ceremony with me."

Qi Yun did not stand on ceremony either and said directly: "Hehe, it's like this, I want to ask you to send some people to Quanji Hotel on Des Voeux Road to help me catch two people."

"Oh? Who are we catching?" Hui Ge asked suspiciously.

"Two white men, they've been probing for information about me, seeming to hold animosity, so I want to ask Brother Hui to bring them back. I will take the earliest flight to Hong Kong Island today."

Since the other party has already grasped his identity information and rushed to Hong Kong Island in a hurry, it is highly probable they will enter the mainland by dawn, so Qi Yun chose this time to ask Hui Ge to take action.

As for why not wait until they enter the mainland to act, firstly it's worrying about losing track of the two, after all, there's no guarantee that the next time there will be intel about them.

And also, for many things, it is more convenient on the Hong Kong Island side.

"No problem, I'll send people over right now." Hui Ge responded readily.

"Alright, then thank you very much, Brother Hui," Qi Yun expressed his gratitude, then reminded, "Those two might not be easy, it's best to have more men sent by Brother Hui."

Hui Ge replied with a laugh: "Don't worry, Brother Hui may not have other skills in Hong Kong Island, but he has many brothers! I'll send three cars' worth of people right now!"

"Good, then I'll thank Brother Hui properly when we meet in the afternoon."

After hanging up, Qi Yun put down the phone and exhaled a long smoke ring.

Yesterday, I just asked Li Yaohua to help inquire about these two people, unexpectedly today, they've been delivered to my bowl.

[Today's Intel 3 (Red): Overseas Chinese Zhao Weilin is very optimistic about the development prospects of Dawn Technology and wants to invest in acquiring 51% of the company shares, he has already been in contact with Tao Ziming, but Tao Ziming has not yet given a clear answer]

Zhao Weilin?

Qi Yun had an impression of this person, there was some intel before that seemed like he was looking for his missing son or daughter.

Later, he even appeared in the news, seemed like he donated thirty million to a welfare institution.

"But, even if you're a good person, you damn well can't snatch the meat in my pot, right?"

The battery project of Dawn Technology is high-value intel provided by the system.

Back then, he spent 8 million to buy 15% of the shares from Tao Ziming and had an agreement with him that whoever wants to sell their shares must first seek his consent; if he says no, then it can only be sold to others, this point is written in the agreement.

Looks like it's time to talk with Tao Ziming.

Currently, I have ample funds, with over fifty million in my domestic account; on the Swiss Bank side, after transferring fifty million to Mr. Li for buying shares, there is nearly thirty million USD left.

So even if Tao Ziming and his party want to sell their shares, surely it's me who will buy them up, not the so-called good person.

"Phew~"

After a long exhale of smoke, Qi Yun crushed out the cigarette butt, quietly waiting for news from Brother Hui's side.

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