Chapter 98 The Final Struggle

Xie Nanzhi put down her fruit fork and walked behind Wang Shufen. She looked at the new work, and a passionate flame was burning fiercely in her heart.

She smiled faintly, but the smile was a path to a battlefield of carnage—cold and indifferent.

"Doesn't it feel very unlucky?"

That's what Wang Shufen was thinking, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud, and the painting gave her a slightly creepy feeling.

Xie Nanzhi explained, "I'm going to give this painting away as a gift."

Wang Shufen was even more confused. Why would someone give away such an unlucky painting?

He looked at Xie Nanzhi with a puzzled expression.

However, Xie Nanzhi didn't say anything more. She smiled and said to Wang Shufen, "The fruit is very sweet, and the cake is also delicious."

Wang Shufen's thoughts were easily pulled back by Xie Nanzhi. Hearing her daughter's affirmation, she was happy, and a smile almost overflowed from her lips.

"I'm glad you like it. By the way, why hasn't Xiao Guo come over lately? Otherwise, I'll cook a few more dishes tonight and invite Xiao Guo over for dinner."

Xie Nanzhi's pupils dilated, and she was stunned for a few seconds.

Did she misunderstand something?

Xie Nanzhi hurriedly explained, "Guo Xun and I are not in the kind of relationship you think. He is just my second senior brother, nothing more."

Wang Shufen: "Huh? How could that be? You two seemed to get along so well, I thought..."

Wang Shufen was inevitably disappointed. As parents, she hoped that Xie Nanzhi could find a good man, live a good life together, and have a companion when they get old.

Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own lives to live, she shouldn't worry about these things. Right now, taking good care of her daughter is her most important thing.

Wang Shufen sighed, "Oh dear, I almost made a mistake. You rest for a while, I'll go cook. You've been working so hard lately and lost weight, I'll cook a few more dishes to help you recover."

As she spoke, Wang Shufen hurriedly began to cook.

Seeing this, Xie Nanzhi smiled knowingly.

She actually quite likes her current situation, and if it could continue like this, it wouldn't be bad at all.

Another week has passed in the blink of an eye. Xie Nanzhi spends most of her time painting at home, occasionally meeting up with Xibei and Zhou Mubin for small gatherings. She lives a relaxed and comfortable life.

That day, Guo Xun called Xie Nanzhi. He was going back to the United States because a professor from the school had contacted him and asked if Xie Nanzhi wanted to go back with him.

With the situation in Hong Kong unresolved, Xie Nanzhi certainly cannot return to the United States now.

On the day Guo Xun left, Xie Nanzhi personally saw him off at the airport.

Guo Xun, pulling his suitcase, asked again, "Really not coming back with me? Master called me and kept talking about you, and my third junior brother has been asking me several times about when you'll give him the painting you owe him."

Xie Nanzhi smiled faintly, "I'll go to the US to see you after I'm done with this busy period. Please give my regards to my master, my third senior brother, and me."

Guo Xun knew that his junior sister was the most principled; she always had her own plans for everything she did.

Guo Xun shrugged. "Alright, my dear junior sister, see you in the US then, bye-bye."

Xie Nanzhi waved goodbye, saying, "Have a safe journey."

Xie Nanzhi watched Guo Xun pass through security before walking out, but before she even left the airport, her phone rang.

Xie Nanzhi pressed the answer button and listened to the report from the other end, word by word, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

After a while, Xie Nanzhi ended the call and stared ahead.

Pei Jingchuan, have you finally lost your temper?

The sky was clear and cloudless, a deep blue expanse without a single cloud.

The sea was calm and still, without a single ripple.

Today, the dock is receiving a batch of goods, and the people receiving the goods have been waiting at the dock for an hour in advance.

Soon after, a huge cargo ship came into view, and with the sound of the giant ferry's turbines growing closer, it slowly docked at the pier.

The workers, shirtless, carried goods up and down the stairs. The scorching sun burned their skin, and they casually picked up towels hanging around their necks to wipe the sweat from their faces before continuing their arduous unloading.

After finally managing to unload tens of thousands of kilograms of goods onto the dock, several staff members who were responsible for the daily maintenance of the dock came over and said, "Routine inspection, open it up and take a look."

The person who came to pick up the goods frowned. What was going on?

Weren't all the people at the dock already arranged? Why is there still a routine inspection?

Is there a problem, or is it just a formality?

The man smiled and casually offered him a cigarette. "We're all on the same side, there's no need for that."

Upon seeing this, the staff member merely glanced at it and didn't respond at all, saying with an upright and incorruptible attitude, "Let alone Jin Xin's goods, even our own goods from Yuanzheng still need to be inspected according to regulations after they leave the dock. The rules cannot be broken."

What is that?

They even started talking about rules.

The man was dissatisfied and made it clear that he was not going to cooperate. "We have a 30% share of the dock. Do we need all these messy procedures to transport a little of our own goods? Besides, these have all been inspected by customs. I think you are just deliberately making trouble."

“We can’t control what rules other docks have, but this is the rule for Dejia.”

Seeing that this wouldn't work, the man became anxious. "I'll call your CEO Nan right now and have her teach you bunch of snobbish good-for-nothings a lesson."

As he spoke, the man took out his phone to call Xie Nanzhi.

Before he could even dial the number, Xie Nanzhi's voice came from not far away, "No need to call, you can talk to me in person if you have something to say."

The man turned around and immediately saw Xie Nanzhi.

He was startled, and his pupils dilated.

Because Xie Nanzhi wasn't the only one who came; there were also more than a dozen people in uniforms.

Then, the leader walked up to the man and showed him his identification. "Hello, we received a report from the public. Please cooperate with the investigation."

The man was completely dumbfounded and could only let them open and inspect the boxes one by one.

Hundreds of shipping containers were pried open and exposed to the light of day. Each container was filled with soft cotton, but hidden beneath the cotton were a series of the most advanced foreign firearms and ammunition.

The man's legs went weak instantly.

He was restrained, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead in fright. "No, it wasn't me, it's not mine, it has nothing to do with me, it really has nothing to do with me."

The leader gave the order, "Take them all away."

Amidst the rustling sounds of a group of people busily working, Xie Nanzhi stood on the dock, her skin burning hot under the scorching sun, yet she felt a cool breeze.

As the person walked away into the distance, Zhou Mubin called.

Xie Nanzhi asked, "Was Manager Zhang taken away?"

Manager Zhang is the best piece of solid evidence. To prevent Pei Jingchuan from resorting to desperate measures, Xie Nanzhi had Zhou Mubin arrange for someone to keep an eye on him beforehand.

Meanwhile, Pei Jingchuan also sent people to keep an eye on things.

Then Zhou Mubin said urgently, "Manager Zhang was indeed taken away, but our people failed to keep an eye on Pei Jingchuan, and he escaped."