Ning Bingyu paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his deep eyes: "Anan, don't blame me for being blunt, but if we still fail to catch Cha Shenlou this time, I will take back all of the Cha family's assets."
Rong Zhaonan remained unmoved, merely glancing back at him calmly, awaiting his next words.
Ning Bingyu flicked the ash off his cigar, his tone laced with sarcasm: "You know, Cha Shenlou was able to escape this time because he must have guessed that we were able to track him down so quickly because we used Cha Meiling to set a trap."
“The overseas forces behind him are not to be trifled with either. They will definitely help him make arrangements for his future. It won’t be as easy to catch him again as it was this time. In that case, I must protect the interests of the Ning family first.”
"So, you're planning to abandon Cha Meiling and are eager to take back your assets?" Rong Zhaonan asked indifferently.
Ning Bingyu chuckled lightly: "You can't say that. We agreed that the Cha family's assets would only be temporarily held by Cha Meiling, and would be dealt with after this matter was over. Now that things have developed like this, you can't blame me for turning my back on you, can you?"
Rong Zhaonan said coldly, "I don't care if you're willing to lay a hand on her, but are you sure Madam Ning will accept what you're doing?"
Ning Bingyu made Madam Ning feel bad, and it would be troublesome for his "taxpayer lady" to coax her.
Ning Bingyu's smile paused slightly before returning to normal: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
He picked up his coffee and took a sip: "Besides, the remaining assets of the Cha family were originally owed to me by Cha Shenlou, weren't they, Anan?"
Rong Zhaonan said indifferently, "Whatever you want, but this time we must do everything we can to prevent Cha Shenlou from escaping."
"Of course." Ning Bingyu casually exhaled a puff of smoke, obscuring the fleeting ruthlessness in his eyes.
"I have already spoken with the Director General of Customs and Excise, and under the pretext of smuggling arms and drugs from South America into the port, we have sealed off the entire port for four days. All ships are only allowed to enter, not leave."
He paused, a hint of ruthlessness in his voice: "However, this is only a temporary measure, and we only have four days. Although I have some connections, I can't control everything. If we can't find Cha Shenlou within four days, the General Administration of Customs will have no choice but to release him. So even if we can't catch him alive, we'll have to keep Cha Shenlou's body."
Rong Zhaonan frowned slightly; he knew Ning Bingyu was telling the truth.
The Hong Kong government is a deep and complex place, with both the underworld and legitimate businesses, as well as various factions. Getting anything done here is not something that can be solved by force alone.
“Cha Shen Lou chose a place like the Aberdeen Typhoon Shelter because he knew that it was a place where all sorts of people mingled, making it the most suitable place to hide, and also a convenient place to escape to sea by boat in case of trouble.” Rong Zhaonan stood up and walked to the Hong Kong government map.
He tapped the map: "So, for four days, you need to select people from both the legitimate and criminal worlds. They must be trustworthy, discreet, and..."
He paused, his gaze sharp as a hawk's: "We need to capture them alive."
Ning Bingyu's eyelids twitched. "Live? That's a bit difficult?"
Rong Zhaonan nodded, his tone cold and deep: "The forces behind Cha Shenlou will not let him fall easily. If they find that Cha Shenlou cannot be protected, they will definitely kill him to silence him."
Some things can be done, but you can't leave any evidence against them.
Like the masks on their heads, they are almost always welded to their faces whenever they leave the country.
“But the ‘mainland guests’ need him to live, which is why my team and I are here. He’s useful.” Rong Zhaonan stared coldly at Ning Bingyu.
Ning Bingyu frowned; he knew Rong Zhaonan was telling the truth.
But this operation not only aims to capture Cha Shenlou, but also to save his life, making it extremely difficult.
"I understand," Ning Bingyu said in a deep voice, his tone serious.
Just then, a knock came at the door, breaking the slightly heavy atmosphere between the two.
"Come in," Ning Bingyu said in a deep voice.
The door was pushed open, and Tony walked in, dressed in a black suit with a cold expression.
He nodded slightly and respectfully said to Ning Bingyu, "Young Master Bing'an said that, according to Chairman Ning Zhengkun's arrangement, he has come to pick up Miss Ning Yuan to attend a small charity dinner jointly hosted with the General Administration of Customs tonight."
Upon hearing the name "Ning Bing'an," Rong Zhaonan tightened his grip on the coffee cup, and his previously calm eyes instantly darkened.
It was as if a dark and enormous whirlpool had suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface, sending chills down one's spine.
"Thud—"
With a crisp sound, a thin crack appeared in the coffee cup, and black coffee slowly flowed down Rong Zhaonan's fingers along the crack, dripping onto the table.
Rong Zhaonan casually tossed the cracked coffee cup into the trash can, his tone icy: "Sorry, Young Master Ning, the black coffee here is awful. I don't like this bitter taste; I only like the kind with milk and sugar, the kind that's sickeningly sweet."
Ning Bingyu frowned slightly.
He knew that Rong Zhaonan was bothered by Ning Bing'an's "invitation" to Ning Yuan.
Ning Bingyu sighed helplessly: "Tonight's charity gala is jointly organized by the General Administration of Customs, and we can't refuse. The fact that the General Administration of Customs is cooperating with us this time is all thanks to Director Erwin's relationship with the Ning family... My little sister is also a member of the Ning family."
"Since it's a matter for the Ning family, why isn't Young Master Ning going? It shouldn't be too difficult for Young Master Ning to have a few drinks with Director Erwin on such an important occasion, right?"
Rong Zhaonan suddenly interrupted him, his tone icy and carrying an imposing aura.
Ning Bingyu explained helplessly, "The Hong Kong underworld has always been the domain of these triads. Tonight, Boss Long from the Sun Yee On and Bearded Yung from the 14K are both here. I have to personally pay my respects to them, otherwise how can I get you people to join me?"
Rong Zhaonan slowly took a tissue to wipe the coffee off his fingers, then raised his deep eyes and stared intently at Ning Bingyu—
"Oh? Since Young Master Ning has important business to attend to tonight, then I'll reluctantly do you the favor of protecting Miss Seven's safety?"
Ning Bingyu: "..."
Brother, please don't make things difficult for me.
If you go, this won't be a charity gala; it'll be a massive battleground!
Ning Bingyu felt a throbbing pain in his temples, and his head was spinning.
“Bing’an is a young gentleman, a very refined scholar. Although he is my uncle’s adopted son, he has always been very tactful in his dealings with others and has never laid a hand on my little sister. This time, he was just doing his job…”
"Why is Young Master Ning so nervous?" Rong Zhaonan suddenly chuckled.
His cool tone even carried a hint of mockery: "I'm just worried that Cha Shenlou's ruthlessness might threaten the safety of the Ning family's young lady and young master. The seventh young lady is powerless, and since I'm employed by the Ning family, I naturally have to think about my employer's interests, don't you think, Young Master Ning?"
Ning Bingyu opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.
Rong Zhaonan's words seemed reasonable, but every word carried a threatening undertone.
What else could he say? He couldn't very well say that he was afraid Rong Zhaonan would beat Ning Bing'an to death, could he?
Rong Zhaonan looked at the silent Ning Bingyu, a cold smile curving his lips.
"Don't worry, Young Master Ning, I'll play my role as a bodyguard well tonight and I definitely won't cause you any trouble."
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