Meng Ran hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yang Biaozi with a wicked smile.

"Want to know?"

Yang Biaozi nodded.

Are you sure?

Yang Biaozi was stunned for a moment when he saw Meng Ran's ambiguous smile, and then he started shaking his head frantically.

He realized that he should try not to inquire too much about Meng Ran's affairs.

Seeing that Meng Ran was still teasing Yang Biaozi, Lin Yifeng hurriedly stepped in to stop him.

"Alright, Brother Meng, stop teasing him."

Meng Ran shrugged.

His years of military service had made him quite curious about people like Yang Biaozi.

Now that Lin Yifeng has stopped him, he no longer teases Yang Biaozi, afraid that if he says anything more, he will be scared out of his wits by this joke.

Yang Biaozi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Lin Yifeng with great admiration.

He gradually changed his address from "Brother Lin" to "Brother Feng".

Of course, Lin Yifeng didn't care about this.

Yang Biaozi can call himself whatever he likes; in fact, it doesn't matter how he addresses himself.

The main reason is that Yang Biaozi is indeed very honest by my side. If there are any things that need to be dealt with in the south, I can just ask him.

After waiting on the ship for a short while, the first ship soon set sail.

Not long after leaving the port, they encountered the Hong Kong Bay fleet. After a period of handover of formalities, Lin Yifeng and his group transferred to a Hong Kong ship and headed towards Hong Kong.

Lin Yifeng stood at the bow of the boat, enjoying the sea breeze.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun had already illuminated the entire Sponge City. In the distance, the skyscrapers of Hong Kong rose and fell, while behind them lay the border crossing between Fujian and Fujian.

Looking at Hong Kong in the distance, Lin Yifeng also let out a long sigh.

Hong Kong.

"I am coming."

In 1994, not many people could go to Hong Kong.

Apart from a small number of people who are doing business, most of them are there on official business, and only a very small number are going there to settle down.

Not to mention tourism.

Due to the urgency of the situation, there is basically no tourism involved.

On Lin Yifeng's boat, many people were carrying briefcases, making Lin Yifeng and his two companions seem somewhat out of place.

Meng Ran stood by the boat, gazing at the sea before her.

This was also his first time traveling by boat so far from the mainland, and Meng Ran was very curious about this unfamiliar Hong Kong.

On the contrary, Yang Biaozi became extremely excited after leaving the customs, and he turned around and shouted at the two men.

"Finally, I've arrived in Hong Kong."

"Since you've come to this place, I must give you both a proper welcome."

"I'll make the arrangements for tonight. Just come with me!"

Yang Biaozi was all smiles, and the panicked look he had just had was gone.

It's clear that going to customs is a deep-seated fear for someone who spends so much time at sea.

Generally speaking, if these people who travel by sea get through customs, there's only one possibility.

That means they've been caught.

Seeing Yang Biaozi's happy expression, Lin Yifeng didn't forget to remind him.

"Alright, just behave yourself."

"We only have seven days, let's finish this as soon as possible and go back."

"If we can't get it off, it'll be troublesome."

Seeing Lin Yifeng's serious tone, Yang Biaozi dared not joke around anymore.

These days, if you go to Hong Kong through the proper channels, you can only stay for a maximum of seven days. Lin Yifeng must finish these matters within seven days, otherwise he will not be able to leave the country.

The worst-case scenario is that I might be detained here.

In this regard, Lin Yifeng naturally had to be a little more careful.

By the time the ship docked at the port and the three of them went through inspection and walked out of customs, it was already noon.

In 1994, Hong Kong was far more prosperous than most cities in China. As one of the Four Asian Tigers at the time, Hong Kong's prosperity was evident in every aspect.

On the street, many Filipino domestic helpers were hurriedly looking for buses at the customs gate, preparing to go to their workplaces.

There were also many yellow taxis at the entrance, with the word "taxi" written on them, soliciting passengers everywhere, hoping to rip off a big boss at the customs gate.

Led by Yang Biaozi, the three of them got into a taxi.

On the bus, a driver sporting the then-popular Elvis hairstyle asked questions in Cantonese.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go to the East District!"

"That's so far away."

"Let's go, stop talking so much."

Yang Biaozi pulled a wad of banknotes from his pocket and impatiently waved it at the driver.

Seeing that this person was well-off, the other party didn't say much, shifted gears, stepped on the gas, and started driving.

On the way, Meng Ran also looked around at the buildings.

It must be said that this was also his first time in Hong Kong, and he couldn't help but show a shocked expression when he looked at the tall buildings on both sides.

On the street, many men in suits were holding coffee and newspapers, grabbing a quick bite at a restaurant at the street corner. There were also many young women dressed in very fashionable clothes.

Compared to the linen clothes worn in northern China, the clothing here is much more vibrant, giving people a sense of youthful energy.

Lin Yifeng noticed that Meng Ran was looking around in a daze, so he asked her what was wrong.

"Is Hong Kong nice?"

"It's bustling, but the environment is different."

"There are quite a few people."

Meng Ran nodded.

Indeed, the overall environment here is much better than in China. Even the commercial city and Muye where Lin Yifeng stayed seem like rural areas compared to this place.

"However, in the future, our side won't be short of his place."

Lin Yifeng patted Meng Ran on the shoulder.

Although Meng Ran didn't understand why Lin Yifeng was so certain about all of this, she didn't say anything more.

Along the way, Yang Biaozi patiently introduced everything around them to the two of them.

As a fugitive, he had been to Hong Kong countless times. Since it wasn't through official channels, he didn't have to worry about being overstayed. In the past, when things were busiest, Yang Biaozi would come here two or three times a month and stay for several months at a time.

However, Lin Yifeng could guess the purpose of this guy's visit to Hong Kong without even thinking.

After driving for a while, we soon arrived at a slightly complicated street.