Rong Zhaonan walked straight to the table in another room and picked up the black landline phone: "Hello, what's going on?"
"Anan, we can't hold this up anymore." Ning Bingyu's voice on the other end of the phone was heavy with exhaustion.
"The deputy director of customs temporarily replaced Erwin's position. He was unyielding and insisted on opening the port and ending the sea closure."
"They said that customs should not be closed because of a 'baseless' report, which would affect the Hong Kong government's economy, and that normal shipping and fishing operations should be maintained."
Ning Bingyu rubbed his temples, clearly overwhelmed by the matter: "I used several connections and asked my uncle Ning Zhengkun to put pressure on him, which temporarily calmed him down."
Rong Zhaonan frowned, his gaze instantly flashing with a chilling coldness: "How long will you hold out?"
This is the most crucial point.
Ning Bingyu paused for a moment: "We can only delay until midnight tomorrow. After that, the port will open and normal shipping and fishing operations will resume."
"So, we don't have much time left," Rong Zhaonan said in a low voice, looking out the window.
His mind raced, analyzing all the possibilities—
Once the blockade is lifted, arresting Cha Shenlou will be like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Don't you find it strange?" Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes and suddenly spoke—
"Even if Cha Shenlou was once the most powerful and influential family in Hong Kong, he's now nothing but a stray dog. What makes him think that someone in the customs service would risk their life for him?"
"Why would those people go to such lengths to protect a lackey used by foreign forces to deal with the Ning family and the 'guests' from the mainland?"
Ning Bingyu on the other end of the phone was visibly taken aback for a moment, then said in a low voice—
“You’ve hit the nail on the head. Although the Ning family has developed rapidly over the years, its roots are still in the mainland. In the beginning, many of its overseas businesses relied on the network of connections left by the Cha family. Moreover, our two sides have been cooperating for many years…”
Ning Bingyu sighed: "I also feel something's not right. Considering what I've found out, plus the information Meiling got today—Cha Shenlou has at least two-thirds of the Ning family's overseas port and shipping route data..."
Rong Zhaonan's voice was as cold as ice: "So, if we want to safely transport the 'goods' back to the mainland, he can trip us up at any time, or even intercept the 'goods' directly? Ning Bingyu, do you know what the consequences will be if this batch of goods has another problem?"
The first batch of "goods" they collaborated on with Ning Jiaxin is already on its way back!
"Don't worry, Anan!" Ning Bingyu's voice also lowered.
He said with utmost solemnity on the other end of the phone—
“Our Ning family has already opened up many new shipping channels, including taking control of many other ports in other places. This time I used new shipping routes and ports to ensure the safety of the goods.”
Ning Bingyu's voice carried a gloomy killing intent that was undisguised beneath his refined exterior: "But this time, if Cha Shenlou gets away, even if it doesn't affect the goods, it won't benefit either of us."
Cha Shenlou's escape will not only leave future troubles for the Ning family, but more importantly, Rong Zhaonan's main objective in this operation will also fail.
Rong Zhaonan interrupted him, his expression unreadable: "Ning Bingyu, how did you know that the information Cha Shenlou had was still on him and that you didn't pass it on?"
Ning Bingyu replied calmly and confidently: "Cha Shenlou is cunning and shrewd, and he leaves no room for error in his actions. If he had already given what he had to someone else, those people wouldn't have gone to such lengths to protect him."
Rong Zhaonan seemed to be thinking about something; Ning Bingyu was right.
How could an old fox like Cha Shenlou possibly reveal all his cards?
Ning Bingyu also looked out the window and said in a deep voice, "I have already taken care of 14K and Sun Yee On. Although this incident was aimed at me, several gang leaders were accidentally injured. Although it was not fatal, it was enough to make them furious. This time, we must get our revenge."
"Moreover, in addition to the money that was due, I also agreed to some conditions, and they will fully cooperate with our operation."
Rong Zhaonan raised his voice slightly and asked coldly, "Young Master Ning, those gangsters are always driven by profit. Can you guarantee that none of them have been bribed by Cha Shenlou? Also, what about the Hong Kong police? How confident are you?"
A glint of light flashed in Ning Bingyu's eyes behind his glasses: "You can rest assured about what I do! I've already made arrangements. For this operation, I'll have Tony lead a team to keep things under control, and those gangsters won't dare to cause any trouble."
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "What I want is absolute certainty. If anything goes wrong, no one's face will matter to me, you know what I mean."
Ning Bingyu said firmly, "I've already spoken with the police and our higher-ups, and they will provide the necessary assistance. As for the mole..."
On the other end of the phone, Ning Bingyu adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.
"They have already screened the list of police officers involved in the operation and ruled out all suspects. This operation will only use our own people to ensure there is no mole within the force."
On the other end of the phone, Rong Zhaonan's slender fingers tapped the table absently.
"Okay, then we'll wait for your instructions on the operation, but you must provide the number of participants, the plan, and the division of labor and cooperation with the gang and the police in advance."
He paused, his tone revealing an undeniable forcefulness: "Also, prepare several more fishing boats for cover. After the port opens, we will split into two groups. One of them should escort Cha Meiling back to the mainland. This time, we will take the sea route, not the land route."
"So soon, being escorted back to the mainland?" Ning Bingyu was slightly taken aback.
Rong Zhaonan's lips curled into a cold smile: "Why can't you bear to part with your ex-fiancée?"
"How could that be? I'll do whatever you say. You're the commander of the operation." Ning Bingyu readily agreed.
"Hmm!" Rong Zhaonan hung up the phone, turned his head, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone, and raised his voice coldly—
"Pass the word down: everyone be prepared. There will be an operation before midnight tomorrow!"
...
The next morning, Ning Yuan woke up very early.
After having breakfast, she sat by the window in the restaurant, looking at the documents in her hand.
Aberdeen Typhoon Shelter, Hong Kong.
Located between Aberdeen and Ap Lei Chau, the waters have historically been a safe haven for local fishermen.
In the 1980s, this typhoon shelter still retained its traditional appearance as a floating community, filled with fishing boats and thousands of "water people".
Typhoon shelters are not only a refuge for fishing boats, but also a place for fishermen to socialize and celebrate. They are also the birthplace of the famous typhoon shelter fried crab and fried shrimp.
“Typhoon Shelter…you mean the Typhoon Shelter that makes stir-fried crab?” Ning Yuan suddenly looked up at Angela, who was directing the maids to clear away the breakfast dishes.
Angela paused, then replied casually, "Yes, Miss Seven, Typhoon Shelter Crab appeared in the 1960s. By the 1980s, the Typhoon Shelter area was not only a gathering place for fishermen, but also a famous street of restaurants and snacks."
She looked at Ning Yuan, paused, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, but spoke politely: "Miss hasn't tried it before, has she? I'll arrange for someone to buy some."
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