"Am I seeing things? He brought an Asian woman with him." Someone stood on tiptoe by the window.
Donnie scoffed: "He's trying to trade me for something. At least he's got a brain."
Leeson, the wealthiest person here and the most influential representative, said: "If they are our compatriots, we will accept them; more people means more strength."
"What if she can't help us?"
"Then let's pray she's pretty enough to please Morrison, hahaha."
Lison gave them a meaningful look and beckoned to the butler: "Take him to the No. 2 waiting room on the first floor. I'll be there in a bit."
Donnie immediately chimed in, "I'll go too. I didn't get a good look at what they looked like, but they had the kind of long, pure black hair I like."
The others weren't as close to Donnie and Leeson as they were. They wouldn't make requests unless Leeson extended an invitation. It seems that Easterners have a reserved and introverted streak etched into their genes.
Leeson refused: "I'll be back as soon as possible."
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"Oh, Lison, you are so generous. You have planted so many edible fruits in the garden and arranged them so beautifully. It is truly remarkable."
Lisen glanced at Jiang Shuyin beside him, a strange look appearing in his eyes.
"Lison? I didn't expect you to stare at a girl like that." The tall man burst into laughter.
Asian women look very young; even 30-year-old women are often seen as just adults, while Jiang Shuyin was treated as a minor.
Lison wasn't annoyed and gestured for them to sit down by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Three rattan chairs and a delicate little wooden round table brought the three of them very close together; if Jiang Shuyin stretched out her legs, she could touch the other two.
“Mark, I’d like to speak with this lady alone for a while. I’ve prepared some dessert for you in the garden; please go there by yourself.”
Seeing Jiang Shuyin nod, Mark felt no more guilty and ran off, muttering, "Cake, cake, my little sweetheart."
After Mark left, Lison turned his gaze back to her: "My name is Lison, and I also have another name, Yu Luping."
Jiang Shuyin understood: "My name is Jiang Shuyin, and I am from Country Z."
Lison's smile deepened: "Your surname has a great history. Jiang is an ancient surname. My grandfather was a government-sponsored student sent abroad by the dynasty at that time. Due to family reasons, he never returned to China. When fallen leaves return to their roots, he called us descendants to his bedside on his deathbed. Whoever can find his ancestral home and bury him in the ancestral mountain will inherit 30% of his estate."
Jiang Shuyin: Why did he tell me all this?
"Only I did it. Do you know how I did it?"
Jiang Shu shook her head uninterested. Lison thought she meant she didn't know, so he continued, "I posted this message on a domestic website, and tens of millions of netizens helped me find my hometown within half a day. Some relatives even contacted me. These people are amazing. I only spent one day to find all the information and fulfilled my grandfather's last wish in three days."
Jiang Shuyin raised her eyes: "What are you trying to say by saying all this?"
Leeson: "People from Country Z are very smart. I can hire you. This might be your best option, provided that I see your abilities first."
The man, impeccably dressed in a suit, leaned back with an indifferent expression, giving her ample room to think. His pale arms were casually draped over the wicker chair, and his legs were naturally crossed.
"I can take you away from here."
Lison quickly straightened up, his composed demeanor elevating his otherwise bland face to a high level. His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he asked, "How do you prove it?"
Jiang Shuyin looked at the ship's hull that was faintly visible through the gaps in the vines: "I have fuel. You only need to provide people and the ship. I also have a requirement: it must go directly to Country Z."
Leeson frowned: "Do you know how far this place is from the nearest point in Country Z?"
Jiang Shu replied, "Wait a moment." She took out her phone: "System, help me plan the shortest route from my current location to the parking lot."
Lison's eyes were filled with inquiry.
"We have planned three routes for you: a fuel-efficient route, a low-risk route, and the shortest distance route."
Jiang Shuyin glanced at it, turned the phone over and held it in front of Lison's eyes. The light from the screen shone on his face, making his Eastern face, which had been modified by Westerners, appear more defined, with a straight nose.
Leeson leaned over and swiped twice on the screen: "The shortest distance is 8,356 kilometers. My ship can travel kilometers on a full tank of fuel, so I need at least 4,000 tons of fuel to ensure that I take the shortest route without resupply."
He further analyzed, "The low-risk route also has one resupply, which we can consider, as it saves us 400 kilometers compared to the fuel route."
“Okay.” Jiang Shuyin’s space contained more than 4,000 tons of fuel, but she also chose the low-risk route. Since the children were not released in the first place, it was not appropriate to do so now. Drifting at sea without any support was too dangerous, so it was better to take the low-risk route.
Lison: "Can I borrow your phone for a moment? There are still some guests upstairs, and we'll need their help if we leave. We can't just leave here whenever we want; we need to gather more resources."
There are people watching them, and others who are jealous of their departure, which will bring more variables. He can name his own terms now, and the other two alliances will struggle before agreeing.
Leeson led Jiang Shu upstairs, where Donnie was the first to greet her: "Leeson, you've finally arrived! Seeing how long you've been downstairs, I knew you must be satisfied. Please introduce this beautiful lady to us."
A slight smile played on Lisen's lips as he led Jiang Shuyin toward the former head of the household, asking the butler to add a chair for her.
Everyone was stunned; that was the top spot.
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