Ning Man'an suddenly chuckled lightly: "Heh, Chairman Chen, there aren't many people in this world who dare to play me, Ning Man'an, and you're one of them. I've given you a chance, so cherish it!"
"Otherwise, if I really make a move, it won't just be Ning Yuan's problem. Your precious goddaughter, Cha Meiling, will be dead for sure, and so will Chairman Chen... You also need to be careful of natural disasters and man-made calamities. You might make money, but you might not live to spend it!"
These words ignited Chen Jingsong's anger, and he was about to explode.
From the corner, Aunt Shu's aged yet sharp voice rang out first, clearly coming through the microphone—
“Miss Ning, please calm down. Chairman Chen will give you every penny. But Ning Yuan must stay, and I need her alive.”
Chen Jingsong suddenly looked at Aunt Shu, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Aunt Shu ignored his gaze and continued speaking to the air, or rather to Ning Man'an: "Zhou Yan's fate is unknown. Who knows if he's still hiding somewhere?"
"Even if he dies, those people on the mainland won't let it go! Keeping Ning Yuan alive is a crucial bargaining chip! Ideally, we should also get our hands on her child!"
As Aunt Shu spoke, she turned her gaze to Chen Jingsong, her tone cold and unyielding: "Chen Jingsong, prepare the rest of the money. But, it has to be a cash handover."
On the other end of the receiver, Ning Man'an was silent for a moment, then scoffed coldly—
"So it was your boss who spoke up. Okay, then let's meet in Tin Shui Wai in three days. I thought Chairman Chen was trustworthy before, so I allowed you to transfer the money, but this time, I want cash. You decide on the specific address, and I'll call you then!"
"Beep...beep...beep..."
Ning Man'an hung up the phone decisively without even waiting for Chen Jingsong's reply.
Enraged, Chen Jingsong slammed the receiver back onto the telephone with a loud "bang!"
He whirled around, his face contorted with rage, and growled—
"Five hundred million! Aunt Shu, are you crazy?! Do you know how much five hundred million is?! That's 1,000 Hong Kong dollars a note, enough to fill seven or eight armored trucks!"
"And we have to get it cleanly, exactly as Ning Man'an demanded. Do you know how much power this will require from overseas banks and local Hong Kong banks?!"
"The commission alone is an astronomical sum! It might even alarm the Ning family and the police!"
His chest heaved violently, and his large belly swayed beneath his bathrobe with each movement—
"Zhou Yan, that bastard, is completely dead! Blown to ashes! I never intended to give up so easily! I'll drag it out and make her anxious!"
"This is a business negotiation technique! Don't you understand?! What are you doing interrupting?! We're responsible for different areas, and you're not even my direct superior!"
Aunt Shu slowly stood up, the dim light casting deep shadows on her wrinkled face. She spoke in a sinister tone, "Business skills? Chen Jingsong, I think you've been blinded by greed!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine—
"The Hong Kong government and police have been alerted, and Evan can suppress it, but even if Zhou Yan is dead, what about the people behind him? What about those fangs lurking in the shadows? Do you think they will let this go?"
"They have so many people and they're not afraid to die. You can't even imagine how ruthless their methods of infiltration and retaliation are! I witnessed it firsthand when I was working for the Special Higher Police!"
Chen Jingsong retorted, "That's all ancient history from decades ago! You've changed owners, so it's time to change your mindset too!"
Aunt Shu sneered, "After I started serving my new master, I dealt with them many times! I don't care what you think, at least you must get your hands on Ning Yuan!"
"She is currently our best pawn to keep them in check! You must do as I say, otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety. If you want to sacrifice yourself to the heavens, I cannot stop you!"
Chen Jingsong was so intimidated by Aunt Shu's imposing aura that he had to retreat repeatedly, his face turning pale and then red.
His fat twitched, and his eyes churned with anger and resentment, yet also with a hint of barely concealed fear.
He recalled the harrowing escape at sea a few years ago, with shells exploding around him and the icy seawater nearly swallowing him whole.
It is said that Evan ordered the cannons to be fired, which nearly cost him his life.
He thought he was going to die.
At the last moment, it was this unassuming old woman who ordered Evan's men to turn back and search for him.
This even led to a brief conflict at sea with another unidentified group, which ultimately saved him from the brink of death.
Although he was unwilling to be threatened by an old woman who had served three masters!
But Aunt Shu was not only a representative of the higher-ups, but also, in a way, his savior.
More importantly, he was afraid of dying!
Finally, the flame in Chen Jingsong's eyes slowly died down, turning into a gloomy atmosphere.
"Okay! I'll do as you say! Three days from now! Tin Shui Wai! I'll have everything arranged! I hope you're right! Don't let us waste so much money!"
...
Three hours later, the night was even deeper.
The female secretary put down the phone and turned to Nimman, who was facing away from the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the dark sea in the distance.
"Miss, the time and place have been confirmed. It will be three days from now, near Village X in Tin Shui Wai. The other party will notify you of the specific meeting place one hour before the transaction."
Ning Man'an didn't turn around, but simply gave a soft "hmm".
Just then, her pager suddenly and urgently rang, and a familiar number flashed on the screen.
The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet villa, as if it carried a sense of anxiety and anger.
Ningmanan frowned slightly, didn't even look at it, and directly unhooked the pager and casually tossed it away.
"Snap!"
The pager traced an arc and crashed into the wall in the distance.
The screen shattered, the sound stopped abruptly, and it was reduced to nothing but scrap metal.
The female secretary's eyelids twitched: "Miss... it was Chairman Ning's inside man who contacted me just now. The chairman is furious about you... taking Miss Seven away."
She paused, carefully choosing her words: "The insider said that the chairman has ordered the removal of all your current positions within the group and... your right of succession."
"And they used all their connections to forcibly suppress all rumors about Miss Seven's disappearance, and forbade anyone to mention that you took Miss Seven away, in order to avoid the outside world thinking that there was infighting within the Ning family, which would affect... affect the current situation."
Ning Man'an finally turned around slowly, her eyes filled with an unfathomable coldness and indifference—
"Inheritance rights? When has he ever truly considered me an heir?"
The female secretary remained silent.
Ning Man'an didn't need her answer; she simply raised her chin and gave the order in a detached tone—
"Arrange for a truck and people to pick up the goods in Tin Shui Wai. Also... keep an eye on Miss Seven and Cha Mei Ling. Take them over with you when the time comes."
The female secretary immediately lowered her head: "Yes, Miss, everything has been arranged. There are no problems with vehicles or manpower."
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