She came from an apocalypse, a world forsaken! She acquired an apocalyptic plane trading system, and only by trading with an apocalyptic plane could she survive.
To stay alive, she desperatel...
The underground parking lot was so quiet that only the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. Yuan Zhuan didn't want to run, but seeing how nervous Fu Dong looked, he let him go and treated it as exercise.
only……
Suddenly, with a series of screeching sounds and a jolt, the tires screeched and lurched as a number of black, unlicensed cars drove in from various entrances, blocking all the way in the blink of an eye. Leading the way was a car adorned with a white cloud-patterned flag. As it came to a stop, the back door opened, and a beautifully made-up woman, appearing to be in her early twenties, stepped out. "Brother, it's been a long time."
Yuan Zhuan's gaze swept over the woman's face, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise. Turning his head, he found Fu Dong with a sullen face and deep disgust in his eyes.
"Brother, whether you admit it or not, the fact that I am your biological sister cannot be changed. Mother wants to see you and has something to say to you; oh, and also, my younger brother misses you too." The woman's red lips parted slightly, but what she uttered were words that struck at the heart.
Fu Dong stared straight at the woman in front of him, smiling like a victor, the provocation on his lips so obvious, he was fearless!
"Stolen synthetic hybrids, do they even deserve to be called the offspring of the Fu family?" Fu Dong smiled gently, but his words were like knives.
How ridiculous! His old man was betrayed, his seed was stolen, and what's even more ridiculous is that he conceived two hybrids. Even if the old man is furious, he won't really do anything to his own children. He can only remain indifferent. His years of neglecting his own needs have given this woman room to grow, and she's even getting entangled with other women, trying to seize power! Ha! That depends on whether Fu Dong is willing!
The devastating impact of Fu Dong's words could be seen in the woman's face, which turned dark in an instant.
"Fu Dong, you just wait, make your move! Don't hold back, if you die, I'll take responsibility!!" The woman flung her snow-white dress and coldly gave the order.
All the bodyguards in the cars got out on orders and quickly headed towards Fu Dong. But for some reason, they were blocked by something after taking only a few steps, and they could not take another step. Everyone stopped and stared ahead in fear.
"What are you all standing there for? Go and arrest them!" Seeing that none of the men she brought were moving, the woman was shocked and angry. She shouted at the top of her lungs and kicked the tall, strong man who was closest to her. The man fell forward like a fragile object and crashed to the ground with a loud thud, which sounded painful.
Wu Tianqing, who was already blocking Yuan Zhuan, looked at the scene in front of him and was puzzled. A dozen men stood there stiffly, looking at them as if they had seen a ghost. Was this a play?
"Let's go, ignore them," Yuan Zhuan suddenly said, leading the way forward.
"Young Master?"
"Let's go." Fu Dong glanced at the immobilized thugs behind him, then at Yuan Zhuan's back, his eyes filled with excitement, and strode after him.
"Stop! Stop!! Fu Dong, where are you going? Fu Dong!!! Come back here!!"
"Fu Yuxin, go back and tell that woman that I will personally come to her door to deal with her soon." Fu Dong said without turning his head.
"How dare you call my mother by her name, Fu Dong! You disrespect your elders! You beast!!"
The only response she received was Fu Dong's departing figure.
Fu Yuxin, unaware of what had happened to the bodyguards, stomped his feet in a fit of rage, knocking one man to the ground with each kick. They lay frozen like stone statues. When Fu Dong's car passed by, he saw this scene from afar and couldn't help but chuckle. "How come I didn't know Fu Yuxin was so skilled in combat?"
"You can't judge a book by its cover," Yuan Zhuan chuckled.
Wu Tianqing turned to look out the window. Four cars were following behind him at a leisurely pace. Wow…
Wu Tianqing's gaze swept across Fu Dong's face, revealing all his thoughts.
The purpose of this trip is to help Fu Dong receive a batch of goods. However, those goods were intercepted at the port of Orange Isle, a place where the Fu family's influence was limited, due to interference from foreign capital. This batch of goods represents the starting point for Fu Dong within the family. If this fails, he will be suppressed for a long time to come.
"Tsk, here they come again." Yuan Zhuan clicked his tongue. "Turn left ahead and shake them off."
A talisman turned to ashes at his fingertip, which made Wu Tianqing stare wide-eyed.
What are they doing?
“You’ll need to get familiar with this later, since I’m a feng shui master,” Yuan Zhuan said with a smile.
Wu Tianqing: ...I don't believe you for a second.
Then, the vehicle turned left, and the car following behind turned right as if it couldn't see the vehicle anymore.
Wu Tianqing kept his eyes following the taillights of the tracking car until they disappeared from sight.
"A little trick." Yuan Zhuan stuffed the ashes into a plastic bag he had brought with him.
Wu Tianqing: ...
Fu Dong laughed. "Is that so strange?"
Isn't that strange?
"If your boss doesn't want to, no one can find her." Although he had rarely witnessed Yuan Zhuan's miraculous abilities, he had heard his foolish father talk about them a lot. His father was like a man possessed by a demon, blindly worshipping Yuan Zhuan and calling her a master at every turn. So, although he was surprised at first sight, today's scene was also reasonable. He had been mentally prepared for it, otherwise he wouldn't have begged her to help him receive the goods.
Wu Tianqing's expression was somewhat out of control. He turned to look out the car window, needing some time to accept and process what kind of boss he had ended up with.
The image of the car driving away kept playing in his mind like a movie. Wu Tianqing thought, maybe this is a coincidence?
"I'll pick you up at four in the morning." After personally escorting them to the hotel, Yuan Zhuan handed an envelope to Fu Dong. "Bewitching talismans, one talisman can last for an hour, ten talismans, enough for the whole night. One peace talisman, don't let it out of your sight."
Fu Dong took it and put it in his pocket. "Thank you." His angular face and height of over 1.8 meters made him look even more handsome under the light.
"Ten thousand, a sincere offer."
Fu Dong: ...
"We'll settle the accounts all at once when everything's done." With that, he strode away, moving so fast it seemed as if he was afraid someone would catch up with him.
Wu Tianqing watched with amusement as someone fled in disarray, feeling a hidden sense of pride. His boss was strong, and that was enough.
Orange Isle is the largest port in China, with four inbound and outbound terminals. The Fu family's batch of auto parts was intercepted at Terminal 1. The paperwork was complete, but the authorities said that some models of this batch of goods were subject to import restrictions. However, they couldn't specify which models. In short, the goods were not released, and there was no definite timeframe for when they would be released.
They'd tried all the connections they could, but some avoided them, others said to wait, and still others simply refused. Anyone with a brain could tell they'd been tricked.
The key issue is that their auto parts factory has over a dozen orders, and the parts for this order are crucial factors, essentially custom-made. They have no alternative solutions. Before Fu Dong took over, they always sourced the parts from overseas and installed them directly. If they can't bring the parts with them this time, they can't deliver on time. Not to mention whether the customer will cause trouble or lose them, the loss for this order alone would be at least one million yuan. It's not that they can't afford to lose money, but they can't afford to lose face.
The water shimmered under the night lights, and the distant whistles of cargo ships could be heard from time to time. Fu Dong stood on the dock with his arms crossed, his face somber. His bodyguards, hidden in the darkness, waited silently for the arrival of the people in question.
"Young Master, they've arrived," a bodyguard reported.
The bodyguards opened a gap, and several figures approached from a distance.