After leaving the bookstore

The two pushed their bicycles toward Boss Huo's restaurant.

A car sped past, nearly hitting the two people.

The street was bustling with activity, and the car quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Are you alright?

Lu Qiuying hurriedly asked Lin Ziyan, who was standing next to her.

The car grazed past Lin Ziyan, almost running over her foot.

"It's nothing," Lin Ziyan shook her head.

By the time the two arrived at Boss Huo's restaurant, it was already dark.

There happened to be a car parked in front of the restaurant. Lin Ziyan glanced at it, a dark glint flashing in her eyes.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the wind rustled the leaves.

Under the warm orange light, several men were smoking under a tree.

Lin Ziyan heard the familiar voice, turned her head to look, and then walked into the store.

Voices came from inside the private room. The two glanced at it briefly and walked towards the innermost private room.

"You've finally arrived." Huo Qizhen walked out of a private room, his neck flushed red, clearly having drunk quite a bit.

Lu Qiuying saw that the new mayor was sitting in the private room he opened.

Huo Qizhen led the two to the innermost private room, ordered the dishes to be served, and then sat down.

He's been staying in Guangzhou lately, and the changes there are tremendous.

After returning to Fuzhou, I was surprised to find that things had changed even more.

The former mayor of Fuzhou was transferred to Guangzhou, while the newly appointed mayor here was parachuted in from Beijing.

"Did you get my order back?" Lin Ziyan poured herself a cup of tea and asked casually.

“I brought them all back. Even if you hadn’t come, I would have had the driver take them to the village,” Huo Qizhen replied after taking a sip of tea.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling was dazzling and exquisite, casting a brilliant light on the glass round table.

The private room was decorated in a European style, understated yet luxurious.

"Is the new mayor next door?" Lu Qiuying asked.

Anyone who can get Mr. Huo to accompany them personally must be no nobody.

Lin Ziyan just kept her head down and ate, showing no interest in their conversation.

Now all she wanted to do was finish dinner as soon as possible and go back to the dormitory with Lu Qiuying to rest.

She felt dizzy after taking the bus for several hours today.

Lin Ziyan barely said a word throughout the meal.

Another private room,

Madam Jiang had a dark expression throughout, and she seemed somewhat dazed even when her grandson spoke to her.

"Mom, please don't cause me any trouble."

“Fuzhou is different now than before; it’s not up to the Jiang family to decide things,” the new mayor, Jiang Chengye, earnestly advised.

The previous mayor made a good impression, and Fukushima is now a very lucrative position.

The old man used so many connections to get him transferred here; if he messes things up again, his parents will be even more at odds.

Today she actually let the driver hit someone in the street. If the other person hadn't dodged in time, they would be in the hospital now.

When Jiang Chengye heard what the driver said, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

No wonder the old man wouldn't let her leave Beijing; she acts entirely on her own whims without considering the consequences.

"How is it different? That person has no power or influence." Old Madam Jiang didn't think she was wrong.

Because of what happened last time, my grandson coughs very easily now, and the cough is persistent.

If we had taken the medication earlier, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

"Enough!"

“I know what happened. That girl didn’t provoke you; you were the one making a scene,” Jiang Chengye rebuked angrily.

Madam Jiang's brow twitched, and she didn't dare to say another word.

She thought to herself that she should comfort her son first, and then think of a solution later.

The atmosphere in the private room seemed to freeze, with only the steam rising from the casserole and the sweet aroma lingering in the air.

Jiang Chengye squinted at her, plotting to get his elderly mother away as soon as possible to avoid causing him trouble.

The group had different thoughts and remained silent.

...

At this moment at sea,

Amidst the raging wind and torrential rain, cargo ship S was heading towards the port of Fukushi.

The wind howled incessantly, and rainwater kept pouring into the deck and flowing into the sea from both sides.

"Drive this way."

Lu Yunshen looked at the alarm on the system and pointed in a direction.

He deliberately wanted to lure the following cargo ship into the waters off Fukushi.

Yang Yanzhou watched in horror.

Only after coming out of this cargo ship did he understand why Brother Shen wanted to modify it.

Its speed and resilience against wind and waves are unmatched by ordinary cargo ships.

Moreover, he can't see anything about the system it uses yet, but it has helped him avoid multiple pirate attacks.

"We're about to enter the waters off Fushi City. Will they follow us?" Yang Yanzhou asked suspiciously.

The rare earth elements on board caused the other ship to follow it all the way.

He knew it was a raw material for certain semiconductors, but was it worth risking his life for?

What Yang Yanzhou didn't know was that it wasn't just rare earth elements; these could be traded for thermal weapons on the black market.

The boat rocked slightly, but quickly settled down.

"Speed ​​up." Lu Yunshen said, picking up his binoculars to look at the ship following behind.

On the ship,

Jack was also watching them through binoculars.

"Boss, we're almost at the waters off Fukushi City. Should we turn back?" his companion Trus asked nervously.

He was still shaken by what happened last time.

Now, he feels fear when he enters the waters off Fukushi.

Even Zhuoma dared not come to this sea area again.

"Speed ​​up and catch up, find an opportunity to intercept the cargo ship," Jack said to the driver via walkie-talkie.

"It's just a cargo ship, number S. What's there to be afraid of?"

His dark brown eyes were gloomy and sinister, and his tone was particularly nonchalant.

Jack's dark red lips curled into a cold smile, like a demon in the night.

The rain gradually stopped, but the wind grew stronger.

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