Ning Bingchao smiled but refused to answer directly: "Little sister, go ahead and do your thing. Once you're done, let's have a meal together and talk more."
The red sports car came to a smooth stop in the parking lot of Jinyulou.
Ning Yuan glanced at Ning Bingchao and said with a half-smile, "Alright, Third Brother, you can keep me in suspense. I'm going upstairs now."
"How could I? I just didn't want to delay my little sister's business. Third brother will listen to you." Ning Bingchao said, opening the car door for Ning Yuan with great enthusiasm.
Ning Yuan led Aheng into the Jinyu Tower, leaving Ning Bingchao alone at the entrance.
He was about to follow them in when he was stopped by two burly men.
"Sir, I'm sorry, the restaurant is closed to the public today," one of the men in a burly Chinese voice said coldly.
Ning Bingchao was somewhat unconvinced: "The one who went in just now was my sister. Can't I go in to find her?"
The two burly men exchanged a glance, and one of them sneered, "Is that young lady your sister? We're the young master of the Ning family! No one can change anything today."
Another added, "Even if the richest man, Ning Zhengkun, came, he wouldn't be able to step into this Golden Jade Pavilion today!"
Ning Bingchao looked helplessly at Ning Yuan's gradually disappearing figure, feeling both surprised and suspicious.
My younger sister has only been in Hong Kong for six months. Who exactly has she been in contact with?
No wonder Mom was worried. He touched his head and had no choice but to leave and find a phone booth to make a call.
"Hey, help me find out who the guests at Jin Yu Lou are today. They're making such a fuss, I can't even get in, it's so strange..."
...
Ning Yuan and Aheng entered the private room and saw a sprightly old man dressed in a Tang suit, with his hair neatly combed, sitting upright in a rosewood chair.
The old man held a purple clay teapot in his hand, slowly and methodically brewing tea, filling the room with its aroma.
The moment Fourth Uncle saw Ning Yuan, his previously gaunt face immediately lit up with a smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum—
"Oh my, Baiyanxing—no, Ximei! You've finally arrived! Please, have a seat!"
His warm and attentive demeanor was a stark contrast to his previous harsh and impatient attitude in the antique shop.
Indeed, the power of money is boundless, Ning Yuan thought to herself.
She smiled and sat down, casually asking, "Why did you hide at the auction today, Fourth Uncle? I didn't see you at all."
Ah Heng stood straight behind her, like a loyal guardian.
Uncle Si's withered, aged face was wrinkled and wrinkled, and he said meaningfully, "Of course I went, but you were busy and didn't notice."
He paused, then grinned broadly: "I... watched those treasures being snatched up one by one with my own eyes. The scene, wow, it was truly exhilarating!"
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow, a sly glint in her large eyes: "So, Fourth Uncle, are you satisfied with the auction results for this batch of goods?"
"Satisfied! Very satisfied!" Uncle Si clapped his hands.
He paused, then changed the subject: "Well... hehe, when will my payment arrive?"
Ning Yuan slowly picked up her teacup and took a small sip.
"Fourth Uncle, don't worry. This is no small sum of money. Only after collecting it, paying taxes, and going through all the procedures can it become clean and legal income. You don't want to get into any trouble, do you?"
Uncle Si thought it made sense, considering the origin of this batch of goods...
"Ahem, it's better to be cautious." He coughed twice and waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, no rush, safety first, safety first."
After saying that, he rolled his eyes, looked at Ning Yuan again, and said meaningfully—
"But young lady! The way you managed to get that shipment out so smoothly is truly brilliant! It's so exciting to watch! In a word, amazing!"
He paused, then couldn't help but laugh: "Especially when I heard Guo's second idiot say he wanted to donate it to a museum in mainland China, I almost burst out laughing. Do you think he's out of his mind?"
Ning Yuan smiled faintly: "Guo Er bought the goods, so he can do whatever he wants with them. Maybe he just wants to do some good deeds."
Guo Jiake also went north to discuss cooperation with the "guests".
Uncle Si scoffed dismissively, picked up his teacup, and slowly took a sip—
"Good deeds? The mainland is dirt poor right now, their pockets are emptier than their faces, their foreign exchange reserves are so small, they can't even feed themselves, how can they have the conditions to take good care of those precious children?"
"We must prioritize opening up trade and commerce, and ensuring that ordinary people have enough to eat and drink is the most important thing."
Uncle Si said dismissively, "Those good things that you photographed are definitely better kept in your own family's treasure vault. If you really want to donate them, wait until the mainland has money."
Ning Yuan smiled calmly. "Alright, Fourth Uncle, I will pass on your insightful opinion to all the buyers."
Then, she changed the subject, staring intently at her fourth uncle: "We had a great time working together this time. Next time there are shipments from America or Europe, you'd better give me priority!"
Ning Yuan knew that this old man was the biggest underground broker in Hong Kong, and there was nothing he wouldn't dare to sell.
No wonder he was the Ghost Fourth Master, who was so respected by both Uncle Nine and Uncle Fang, the advisors in the Green Gang.
The most powerful gang leader under Du Yuesheng.
She was determined to secure the partnership.
Uncle Si chuckled, a shrewd glint in his eyes. "You little rascal, are you planning to become my long-term partner? But..."
He changed the subject, his tone tinged with amusement, "I don't really like how the Ning family does things. They're all so sanctimonious and pretentious, it's just annoying to look at them."
Ning Yuan smiled calmly: "Fourth Uncle, I grew up in the mainland and I'm not like those pampered young ladies from Hong Kong. Besides, as long as there's money to be made, it doesn't matter who I do business with."
Fourth Uncle narrowed his eyes and sized up Ning Yuan: "Oh? You only care about money, not people? I like that. I'll consider it."
Then, his shrewd, beady eyes stared unabashedly at Ning Yuan's protruding belly, and he suddenly asked, "When are you going to give birth? You're already so pregnant, why are you still doing business? Be careful not to upset the baby."
Ning Yuan's fingers tightened around the teacup, her knuckles turning pale. She was silent for a moment, then said in a calm tone, "It's not that early yet. How will we earn money to support our children if we don't do business?"
"Pfft—" Uncle Si almost spat out his tea.
He looked at Ning Yuan with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic and mocked, "Aren't you the seventh young lady of the Ning family? You still have to earn money to support your child? What about those prostitutes outside? Your life as the seventh young lady of the Ning family is worse than being a prostitute?"
Ning Yuan knew this old man had a sharp tongue, but she never expected it to be this sharp!
Damn it...
She resisted the urge to pluck all the sparse hair from his head, and just sneered: "Fourth Uncle, my grandmother poured all her dowry into the Ning family's efforts to make a comeback, and what did she end up with? She was so angry that she died."
She paused, a hint of self-deprecation in her voice: "I'm just a girl I picked up from the mainland. Besides, the Ning family's motto is—'Don't support idlers.'"
Uncle Si listened with a complicated expression, as if Ning Yuan's "bad words" had suddenly made him feel close to and empathize with her.
As if he had found a kindred spirit, he muttered with a gloomy expression, "Hmph, they are still as ruthless and heartless as ever. There isn't a single good person among the Ning family!"
The audio drama on Himalaya is out, everyone can go and listen to it. Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan's voices are amazing, the hosts are really great.
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