Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Although unwilling to admit it, Lin Ting's plan to enter Shenzhen ahead of schedule had indeed failed.

We really can't abandon the overall plan just because of Yang Libo.

She tried to think positively—given Yang Libo's age, at least she could catch the right opportunity to sell his health products.

But Ms. Lin was still disappointed. To make up for her losses, she quickly opened a milk tea shop near the tutoring school, contributing to enriching the students' menu.

On this day, Yang Libo suddenly made a phone call to Lin Ting.

Lin realized something was wrong as soon as she answered the phone, because Yang Libo had called her just the night before after dinner.

Logically, the next phone call should be tomorrow evening.

"Boss Yang." Lin Ting's expression unconsciously turned serious.

“Boss Lin, this is really big news,” Yang Libo said. “My little brother just came back and said that a few people are going to Shenzhen… You know how I am in this business, it’s not a big deal to bring a few people along occasionally.”

"But at this point, I had someone investigate carefully, and it turned out to be Lao Du's underling. I suspected that Yang's business in Hong Kong had been overlooked."

With so many people around, it's easy for Yang Libo to gossip. He couldn't guarantee that all his underlings would keep quiet. Perhaps they didn't mean to say it; it might have just been a casual remark at a dinner party, but someone with ulterior motives overheard it.

It's also possible that the news leaked from Hong Kong.

But now it's no longer necessary to investigate where the information came from; the key is to figure out how to break the deadlock.

In fact, a week had passed since Yang Meiyun went to Hong Kong, and it was already quite remarkable that the news was only leaked after such a long wait.

Lin Ting frowned slightly. Yang Libo had told her that Yang Meiyun was injured when she left, as were Zhang Dahu and Zhang Erhu.

If someone comes looking for you at this time...

Lin asked, "Did you agree to their request?"

"Not yet, I'm putting it off."

Yang Libo was unsure of Lin Ting's exact plans, so he stalled for the time being.

After a moment's thought, Lin Ting said, "Wait for me for five minutes."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ting immediately called Yang Meiyun.

Yang Meiyun was probably busy, as the phone rang for quite a while before she answered.

"Ting'er, what's wrong?"

It's a bit noisy over there with Yang Meiyun; she's probably out socializing.

Lin Ting cut to the chase: "Du Yucheng wants to send someone to Hong Kong."

"Yes, I guessed it. I've met with a few friends these past few days, and the information must have leaked from me."

Yang Meiyun was neither surprised that Lin Tinghui knew, nor surprised that Du Yucheng wanted to send someone over.

It's normal for Lin Ting to know. After the cleanup of Shenzhen, Yang Libo has become the boss without any pain. News from the sea can't be kept from him. And Yang Libo is Lin Ting's most loyal follower. He will naturally tell Lin Ting any news he has.

As for Du Yucheng, he couldn't wait to provoke Yang Meiyun back in June. He's never been one to sit still, so it's normal for him to be the first to step forward.

"How are things on your end?" Lin Ting asked.

"So far, things are going relatively smoothly," Yang Meiyun said.

To be precise, she didn't actually go to Hong Kong; she was using a strategic retreat to cut off the source of those guys' influence.

Everyone thought she had lost, and this opportunity to let their guard down was quite rare.

"I have a way to stop them," Lin said. "Do you need it?"

Yang Meiyun was surprised this time: "Are you sure? Listen, although Yang Libo is currently the dominant figure, he can't possibly block everyone's business."

"I have my own way. Just tell me if you want to use it or not."

Lin Ting spoke with utmost ease, as if this matter were as simple as eating and drinking.

Her relaxed demeanor made Yang Meiyun feel exceptionally at ease.

She said, "Yes, it is necessary."

What she needs most right now is time. Although she has plenty of people around her, it would be even better if there were no troubles.

"Okay, I'll handle it."

Lin didn't say much, hung up the phone and dialed Yang Libo again.

"Mr. Yang, about this matter..."

……

It was early morning, and night had fallen.

It's raining today. It started raining in the evening and the rain gradually intensified. The churning river water seemed ready to swallow the small boat at any moment.

Few ships venture out to sea in this weather; only the most skilled captains dare to set sail.

"This awful weather..."

Several young men with smooth skin jumped onto the boat carrying bags wrapped in oilcloth, grumbling and complaining.

“Young man, this is the perfect weather,” the captain said in a low voice, wearing a raincoat. “This is the safest weather.”

The young man reacted as if he'd heard a joke: "Safe? You might as well let a wave capsize your little wrecked boat!"

Before he could finish speaking, the captain kicked him, glaring at him and cursing him for being unlucky.

People who sail have many taboos, so it's really inappropriate to say such things.

The young man wanted to be defiant, but when he saw the captain and sailors all staring at him with unfriendly expressions, he chickened out, lowered his head, and obediently climbed up from the deck and stood aside.

"You, go to the cabin," the captain snapped rudely. "You're not allowed to come out unless I call you."

Several tall and strong young men were crammed into the lowest cabin, which stank horribly, feeling like a boys' dormitory that had been inhabited for forty years but had never been cleaned or ventilated.

"vomit……"

"Is this old man deliberately getting revenge on us?"

Some people couldn't help but complain.

"Shut up! Don't talk!"

The sailor who brought them down shouted at them from the doorway and then locked the narrow cabin door from the outside.

The place was tiny, and there was even a toilet in the corner without a lid; it was disgusting.

"Damn it, I don't even know when we'll get there," one person muttered. "We're half dead before we even get there. I should have just not come."

"Shut up," the leader glared at him, "Why didn't you complain when the boss gave you two thousand yuan?"

The person who was scolded shut up, huddled in a corner, and covered their nose, trying to make the air they were breathing smell less bad.

They sat for about half an hour before the boat set sail, swaying precariously.

"call……"

Someone let out a long sigh.

The leader whispered, "Sleep if you can, we'll get started when we get there."

That's what they say, but who can fall asleep?

It wasn't just the upcoming events that made me nervous, but also the fact that the ship was rocking so violently. It wasn't a gentle, cradle-like embrace at all, but rather a series of kicks that were even more forceful than the captain's.

Some people are already seasick and vomiting.

They were initially just feeling dizzy and nauseous, but upon seeing the toilet, they couldn't help but vomit.

They vomited with gusto, which disgusted the others.

The narrow cabin was filled with the sounds of retching.

So much so that they didn't hear what was happening outside at all.

When the small door opened, they thought they had arrived.

"A little faster than I expected..."

The leader swayed as he stood up, still managing to give instructions: "Make sure you have everything you need, don't forget anything..."

He couldn't wait and was the first to step out.

Then he was stunned.

Ok……

It might be seasickness causing blurred vision.

Otherwise, how would he have seen the police?