Chu Hongyu thought for a moment and said—
"Why don't you talk to the young master? Although he's mean and annoying, and looks like a playboy, he's actually very shrewd. He's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve and a sharp eye. Let's hear his opinion on this matter."
I've been so busy with him these past two days that I've barely had time to discuss anything serious.
Ning Yuan looked at Chu Hongyu, her gaze lingering on the area concealed by the silk scarf around her neck, and asked calmly—
"What? Miss Chu's opinion of my brother has suddenly become so high lately? Could it be that you've discovered that beneath his scumbag exterior lies a heart of gold—or rather, a heart of diamonds?"
Sister Hongyu doesn't like silk scarves...
Chu Hongyu felt a little uncomfortable under Ning Yuan's gaze, and reached out to tug at her silk scarf, her eyes flickering—
"Well... I mean, although your brother is a bit of a jerk when it comes to relationships, he has a really sharp eye, he's good at judging people, and he has a better grasp of the big picture than most people. Asking him about this kind of thing is definitely more reliable than asking anyone else."
Ning Yuan gave a meaningful "Oh," and didn't press further, simply saying, "I understand."
Seeing that Ning Yuan had taken it to heart, Chu Hongyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go first, I have class this afternoon. Don't overwork yourself, no matter how important the order is, you have to take care of your health."
Ning Yuan nodded: "Okay, you go ahead. I'm fine here."
After seeing Chu Hongyu off, Ning Yuan confirmed that all the goods had been successfully shipped before getting up to take a shower.
After leaving the bathroom, Ning Yuan changed into clean clothes before taking a car to the teahouse where she was to meet Ning Bingyu.
This teahouse is located in Central, with a quiet and elegant environment.
The key is that the chef is very skilled; his salted egg yolk char siu is exceptional, and Ning Bingyu particularly likes it.
Tony was already waiting at the door. When he saw Ning Yuan come up, he immediately said, "Seventh Miss, the eldest young master is already waiting for you inside."
As he spoke, he opened the door to the private room.
"Thank you." Ning Yuan nodded and went into the private room.
Pushing open the door, Ning Bingyu was sitting in a large rosewood chair, flipping through a financial newspaper, his posture relaxed.
He heard Ning Yuan come in, but didn't even lift his eyelids: "Didn't I hear you've been 'tightening screws' at the factory lately and are incredibly busy? How come you still have time to invite me to dinner?"
Ning Yuan sat down opposite him, poured herself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "I can't help it. I'm busy, but I still have to make time to show my respect to my boss. After all, you are the heir of the Ning family, and I dare not neglect you."
Ning Bingyu slammed the Financial Daily shut, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Alright, enough with the flattery. When have you ever truly respected the Ning family? Just get straight to the point, what do you want to ask?"
Ning Yuan looked at him and went straight to the point—
"Brother, have you seen Cha Meiling these past few days?"
Ning Bingyu chuckled softly: "That's right, I saw it, otherwise why would I leave you a message?"
He said with a hint of sarcasm, "Someone who should be in jail in mainland China has now transformed into a well-known M&A lawyer, opened a law firm, and is now the goddaughter of Chen Jingsong of Jialin Group. Isn't that amazing?"
Ning Yuan's eyes darkened slightly, and she tapped the menu lightly with her fingertips: "It sounds like my sixth sister is incredibly resourceful. What do you think about these things?"
Ning Bingyu looked at the dish Ning Yuan was looking at with disdain: "I don't really care. You already ordered salted egg yolk char siu, and you still want to order black gold char siu separately? Aren't you tired of it? Char siu girl!"
Ning Yuan said irritably, "I didn't say what I wanted to say, I just happened to turn to this page and took a second look. Also, I saw the message you left for Pei Shan, saying that Cha Meiling arrived in Singapore a year ago?"
He picked up his teacup and took a small sip: "That's right. I had someone check Mei-ling's entry records in Hong Kong. They were a month earlier than Zhou Yan's. News from Singapore won't come back so quickly; we'll have to wait a while."
Ning Yuan narrowed her bright eyes: "I asked around in mainland China, but there's no news so soon. My brother should have his own connections there, right? Is there no news there either?"
In those days, computers weren't even widely available in the Hong Kong government, let alone in mainland China, so efficiency was low.
Everything requires manual checking of paper records. Even if Ning Bingyu intervenes, it will probably take a week to get any news.
Ning Bingyu nodded: "That's right, the information I received from channels on the mainland is also that they are investigating."
He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his glasses: "How could a fugitive who committed a crime on the mainland escape so easily, launder her identity, and even thrive in the Hong Kong government? There must be someone helping her behind the scenes."
Ning Yuan followed up on his words and asked, "You suspect it's Chen Jingsong? But businessmen don't get up early without profit. Did he take Cha Meiling as his goddaughter because Cha Meiling is too capable, or does Chen Jingsong have ulterior motives and want to use Cha Meiling?"
She paused. "Or perhaps, they are lovers?"
Ning Bingyu put down his teacup and glanced at her lazily. "In my experience, they don't seem to have that kind of relationship. Cha Meiling isn't the type to put all her eggs in one basket with a man, and Chen Jingsong..."
He paused, then gently pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. "This old fox isn't that shallow. The way he looks at Cha Meiling and his body language don't seem like he's looking at a lover."
Ning Yuan spoke thoughtfully, "In that case... Jialin Group is collaborating with my uncle and elder sister on the Huangpu Garden development. Could it be that Chen Jingsong sent Cha Meiling over to try and leverage Cha Meiling's understanding of the Ning family to 'control' my uncle or elder sister in business?"
When this was mentioned, Ning Bingyu nodded slightly: "That's possible, but—Zhou Yan also appeared, which I find a bit strange."
Ning Yuan's mind flashed back to Zhou Yan's face, and she chuckled, "Yes, it's quite interesting. Is this a coincidence?"
Cha Mei-ling's return to Hong Kong is definitely not just about opening a law firm and facilitating cooperation between the Ning family and the Jialin Group.
Ning Bingyu suddenly smiled and gently placed the teacup he was holding on the table.
"It's really interesting. It seems that things are getting more and more lively in Hong Kong lately."
Ning Yuan poured him tea: "Let's wait for news and see what they say on the mainland."
She paused, then added, "Also, you need to have someone keep an eye on Cha Meiling's side."
Ning Bingyu scoffed: "Do you think I'm a pushover? I've had people keeping an eye on him for a while now, including Chen Jingsong. I'll have someone dig deeper into his background as well."
One after another, exquisite dishes were served, steaming hot and fragrant.
Ning Yuan suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, big brother, have you noticed that Hongyu has been acting a little strange lately?"
Ning Bingyu paused slightly as he was about to pick up some food, then looked up at Ning Yuan: "Something's not right?"
Ning Yuan stirred the soup bowl in front of her and said casually, "You think... she has a man? As her boss, you have to keep a close eye on my good friend and make sure she doesn't get taken advantage of by that scumbag."
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