Qin Changsheng pursed his lips; he had grown accustomed to Aheng's hostility.
He turned away coldly, a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "If Xiao Ning is worried, just bring more people like last time. Why make this... bodyguard lady so nervous?"
Ah Heng sneered: "You know perfectly well why, and what have you brothers done!"
This guy is like a turtle; does he really think people won't recognize him just because he changed his identity?
But she knew them, the Xiangs, even earlier than Xiao Ning!
Qin Changsheng, with his hands in his pockets, said coldly, "I already told you you've mistaken me for someone else. I don't have any brothers."
Aheng wanted to say something more, but Ning Yuan raised her hand and said, "Alright, there's no need for this pointless argument."
Anyway, they won't admit it.
She looked up at Qin Changsheng and said, "However, Qin is right, I did bring some people with me to help."
As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven burly men emerged from the shadows of the cargo ship. They were dressed in ordinary work clothes or denim shirts, with imposing figures but sharp eyes, clearly not ordinary people.
They stood silently behind Ning Yuan, like a wall, exuding a dangerous aura without a sound.
Akun, standing behind Qin Changsheng, looked grim for a moment, then led his men forward.
Ning Yuan chuckled lightly, her bright eyes curving slightly: "What's wrong? These are the guys in my company who are in charge of inventory. It's not the first time I've brought people here to inventory. The guys are strong and healthy, which makes it easier for them to move the goods. Mr. Qin, you don't need to mind."
Qin Changsheng gave Ning Yuan a deep look.
He stepped aside to make way: "That's only right, Mr. Ning, please."
As the group walked toward the warehouse, Ah Heng remained close behind Ning Yuan, vigilantly observing the surroundings.
The warehouse door creaked open, and a musty smell wafted out.
In the dim light, you could see that the room was filled with wooden crates of all sizes.
"Here, open it, let Xiao Ning inspect the goods." Qin Changsheng stopped and pointed to a row of neatly stacked boxes.
Qin Changsheng's subordinate, Akun, directed several workers to begin prying open some of the boxes.
Ning Yuan skillfully put on black gloves and carefully inspected the goods in the different boxes.
Boxes of varying sizes contained porcelain wrapped in layers of foam and straw.
Blue and white porcelain, famille rose porcelain, doucai porcelain—all sorts of colors intermingled and shimmered with a captivating luster in the dimly lit warehouse.
Ning Yuan picked up a doucai porcelain vase from the Qianlong period, examined it closely under the light, and gently ran her fingertips across the vase, feeling the warm and smooth texture of the porcelain.
She then picked up a famille rose porcelain bowl from the Yongzheng imperial kiln, carefully examined the inscription on the bottom of the bowl, and only put it down after confirming that it was correct.
"The quality is quite good." Ning Yuan took off her gloves, her tone carrying a hint of appreciation.
"Especially this Tang tri-color horse, which is very well preserved, is a rare treasure."
She was referring to a lifelike Tang Dynasty tri-colored ceramic horse in a separate wooden box. Its glaze was bright and its expression was majestic, clearly a top-quality treasure.
The inspection process lasted for nearly two hours, and amidst the busyness, the atmosphere in the warehouse gradually calmed down.
Ning Yuan calmly put the last piece of porcelain back and nodded with satisfaction: "Good product, Mr. Qin, thank you for your hard work."
Finally, Ning Yuan took off her gloves and nodded with satisfaction: "Good product, Mr. Qin, it's a pleasure doing business with you."
Qin Changsheng's expression softened considerably: "I'm glad you're satisfied, Mr. Ning. Which warehouse do you plan to store this batch of goods in?"
“Let’s put them in Uncle’s warehouse first,” Ning Yuan said casually. “I’ll pick two items to take as samples. The socialite club’s warehouse is currently storing other things.”
Qin Changsheng pondered for a moment: "Okay, but Xiao Ning needs to personally go and tell Fourth Uncle and sign the delivery note."
“No problem.” Ning Yuan signed her name readily, the pen tip making a soft scratching sound as it glided across the paper.
Ah Heng stood vigilantly beside Ning Yuan the whole time, and only relaxed slightly after hearing their conversation.
But the moment Ning Yuan's pen left the paper, several muffled gunshots rang out from outside the warehouse, breaking the brief tranquility inside.
Aheng reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the same time the gunshot rang out, she pulled Ning Yuan behind her and deftly pulled a pistol from her waist with her other hand, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Qin Changsheng's forehead.
"What do you want to do?!" Ah Kun roared, drawing his gun and aiming it at Ah Heng.
The burly men Ning Yuan brought also brandished their weapons, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the warehouse changed drastically—tense and filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Qin Changsheng's side had significantly more people. They surrounded Ning Yuan and her group, but did not make any rash moves.
The two sides faced off, guns pointed at each other, neither daring to fire first.
The gunshots and shouts outside the warehouse grew closer, mixed with the painful groans of a man.
"Young Master Ning, are you trying to double-cross us?!" Ah Kun asked through gritted teeth, his finger tightly gripping the trigger, his tone full of hostility.
Ning Yuan's side was equally defiant, hurling insults back, and it looked like a fight was about to break out.
Qin Changsheng raised his hand and pressed it against Ah Kun's gun barrel, then calmly looked at Ning Yuan: "I believe President Ning wouldn't do that. After all, you intend to cooperate with Fourth Uncle long-term, don't you?"
His tone sounded calm, yet it concealed a sharp edge.
Ning Yuan looked coldly at Qin Changsheng, her eyes as sharp as ice blades: "I want to do long-term business, but I'm afraid someone is trying to sow discord between my fourth uncle and me, which is why they've done this."
She met Qin Changsheng's gaze without fear, her eyes filled with provocation.
"What do you mean?!" Ah Kun was furious and was about to retort when Qin Changsheng stopped him.
Qin Changsheng gestured for him to calm down, then turned to look at the warehouse door with a furrowed brow.
The gunfire outside the warehouse gradually subsided, replaced by a series of chaotic footsteps, as if someone was approaching the warehouse.
Ning Yuan also sensed something was wrong, and suddenly felt that the gunshots outside might not have been Qin Changsheng's doing.
Otherwise, Qin Changsheng wouldn't have reacted this way.
really……
The next moment, the warehouse door was kicked open, and a man covered in blood staggered in.
"Brother Sheng! Brother Kun! Something's happened!" The man saw Ah Kun as if he had seen a savior, and rushed to him in a panic.
Ah Kun's face darkened, and he grabbed Ah Niu's arm: "Ah Niu, what's going on?!"
"It's the Sun Yee On! They...they're trying to steal our goods!" the man cried out in terror, his voice trembling.
"Sun Yee On?" Ning Yuan frowned slightly. She had dealt with the big shots of the other side quite a bit.
Qin Changsheng's eyes narrowed, a ruthless glint flashing in them. He turned to Ning Yuan, his tone cold and deep: "It seems we've run into trouble today. Don't worry, you're at my dock, I'll guarantee your safety."
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