Song Yun smiled and explained, "News spreads faster in Hong Kong than you think. I'm appearing at Huaqi Bank as Ms. Qi Qingxia's biological daughter. Word will spread quickly, and interested people will come to us on their own. There's no need for us to go out and find connections."
Jiang Ganmei was stunned. "No wonder you deliberately stated your name and identity loudly when you checked in just now, so that those people wouldn't have to ask too many questions."
Song Yun nodded. "That's right. If you want to break into a certain circle, it's boring to force your way in. It's more interesting to trick them into pulling me in, and I can also take more initiative."
Jiang Ganmei and He Hongjun understood what she said and were filled with admiration for her.
While they were still foolishly lamenting the prosperity of Hong Kong and haggling over the high room rates and tips, Song Yun had already begun to lay out her plans.
It’s a shame to think that they didn’t seem to be of much help.
"Okay, let's have a good meal today and have a good sleep. I think we'll have some news tomorrow."
The two left Song Yun's room and went to their own suite. They spent a long time in the bathroom before taking a shower, changed into the bathrobes provided by the hotel, and waited for the waiter to deliver dinner to the room.
They were all very tired after running around for days, and they were also under great psychological pressure. They were exhausted both physically and mentally.
After eating and drinking enough, I lay down on the soft big bed, thinking that I could have a good sleep, but I found that I couldn't sleep at all.
The prosperity of the port city had a huge impact on them. Everything here was beyond their imagination.
Will their country, China, develop in this way in the future?
Song Yun, on the other hand, had a good sleep.
The uneasiness I had felt before was alleviated after arriving in Hong Kong, and I had a rare good night's sleep without dreaming.
They had breakfast at the buffet downstairs. There were so many kinds of food that He Hongjun and Jiang Ganmei were dazzled. If Song Yun hadn't reminded them, they would have eaten too much.
After breakfast, Song Yun suggested going to the mall. Jiang Ganmei drove the car again, and He Hongjun opened the door for Song Yun. He performed the bodyguard's duties well and became more and more adept at it.
Song Yun bought herself several dresses perfect for parties, two horseback riding suits, and several sets of everyday clothes. She also bought a lot of shoes to go with her outfit. After completing her wardrobe, Song Yun visited the children's favorite snack counter and stocked up on all the beautifully packaged candies and cookies. She also had a firm grasp on toiletries currently unavailable in China. And then there was the thing she wanted most: sanitary napkins.
She just bought a big box. Since she was driving, she didn't have to worry about it being difficult to carry.
Seeing Song Yun spending money like water, Jiang Ganmei and He Hongjun were both annoyed. They simply stopped watching and just helped to carry things and kept loading them onto the car until it was full.
They thought that Song Yun was deliberately spending money to attract attention.
In fact, everything Song Yun bought was what she wanted to buy, and she didn't buy anything useless.
She wasn't worried about not being able to carry enough. At worst, she could just exchange for two more storage slots.
At eleven o'clock, the three of them entered the hotel. The waiter helped to move things, and all the things were moved to Song Yun's room.
When passing by the hotel lobby lounge, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler called out to Song Yun.
"Miss Song!"
Song Yun turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, "Looking for me?"
The middle-aged man came over and respectfully handed over an invitation, "Miss Song, this is something my wife asked me to bring to you. I hope you will do me the honor of visiting."
Song Yun didn't immediately reach out to take it, and asked, "Who is your wife?"
The middle-aged man said, "My master is the boss of Mingjiang Real Estate, Dong Hanwen."
Song Yun looked confused and said, "Oh, it's Mrs. Dong."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My wife is hosting a dinner party at the Pearl Mansion tonight. Many ladies from the business and political circles will be attending. If Miss Song is interested, please be sure to arrive before seven o'clock."
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