20demayo Chapter 446 Our own people!
Chapter 446 Our own people!
Also in a villa halfway up the hill in Repulse Bay, on the second-floor balcony, Zhong Yuemin was comfortably reclining in a deck chair. The afternoon sun was bright but not too glaring, a warm breeze was blowing, the surrounding vegetation was lush and green, and in the distance lay the azure sea.
Li Yan and Qin Ling were also there to serve them, one pouring tea and the other bringing snacks.
Two currently popular singers, riding high in the Hong Kong entertainment industry and adored by countless fans, were now serving someone with the utmost attentiveness, like servants. This care, however, carried a natural intimacy and thoughtfulness, and seemed entirely willing.
Yang Qing also sat on one side of the balcony, holding a glass of juice, watching this scene with a complicated and surprised look in her eyes.
Looking around this spacious, elegantly decorated, and heavily guarded villa, and recalling the series of events that had occurred before,
Accurate information about the whereabouts and background of Li Dequan, Wang Tian, and even Robertson allowed several of Hong Kong's most influential newspapers to work together to turn a blunder into a city-wide anti-corruption storm.
With minimal effort, and without even lifting a finger, a veteran detective was sent to prison, and a senior superintendent was disgraced and forced to leave Hong Kong in disgrace…
These two didn't even know who their opponent was, while the mastermind behind it all was leisurely lying here sunbathing, eating fruit offered by a beautiful woman.
He also understood why the other party had been so indifferent and even sarcastic when he offered the extra $20,000.
In retrospect, it was indeed just a trivial "small amount of money" for him.
Seeing Zhong Yuemin lounging with his legs crossed, eyes closed, enjoying the sunshine and the service, looking completely at ease, Yang Qing finally couldn't help but complain:
"Captain Zhong, do you feel a great sense of accomplishment when you're making people run around like this?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin opened one eye, took a peeled grape from Qin Ling, chewed it, and looked somewhat puzzled:
"Miss Yang, what makes you say that? Who am I making fun of?"
"Are you still pretending?"
Yang Qing walked a few steps closer, looking annoyed. She pointed at the villa, then at Li Yan and Qin Ling.
"This is what you mean by running a small business on the side? Owning some property on Hong Kong Island? Isn't the scale of your 'small business' a bit too astonishing? And these two big stars... are they also part of your business?"
Zhong Yuemin sat up, took the teacup Li Yan handed him, took a sip, and spoke in a relaxed tone, even with a hint of innocence:
"I'm telling the truth. I did get involved in real estate, developed a few housing projects, and a few of my companies were lucky enough to go public."
As for scale, it's really nothing in Hong Kong Island. Compared to the top tycoons whose mere presence shakes the island, there's still a significant gap. We're just operating on a small scale, developing steadily.
"hehe!"
Yang Qing chuckled at his modesty, crossed her arms, and glanced at him sideways.
"According to your standard of 'small-scale' by Mr. Zhong, then my family's business is not even worth as much as a street stall?"
Then he turned to ask,
"There's another matter. There are so many artifacts in Robertson's collection room. How did you manage to switch them all out without anyone noticing? And even replace them with fakes that are indistinguishable from the real thing?"
Those aren't just one or two small items; they'd require a truck to move, let alone replacing them one by one without the other person noticing... How did you manage to do that?
This question had lingered in her mind for a long time; no matter how she thought about it, it seemed unbelievable, an almost impossible task.
Zhong Yuemin simply picked up his teacup, took another sip, and replied with four words in a flat tone:
"I have my own way."
It wasn't that he was being mysterious; he genuinely couldn't explain in detail. Should he tell her that he had a personal space that could instantly store and replace items?
She'd definitely think he was mentally ill.
Yang Qing was furious. This guy had too many secrets.
"Hey, Zhong Yuemin, aren't you afraid I'll expose all your secrets? Your businesses in the shadows in Hong Kong... they're worth more than a country. As far as I know, it's not that open over there yet. I might end up framing you for a crime!"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin turned his head, gave the woman a half-smile, and then shrugged indifferently.
"What do I have to be afraid of? Even if they really investigate, they won't find anything."
His tone carried an absolute confidence.
“My assets and companies, whether in Hong Kong Island or anywhere else, are held through a complex offshore structure with multiple layers of ownership. The real beneficiaries and controllers remain hidden behind the scenes, and the legal documents are completely clean.”
Even if someone suspects it, they can't get any concrete evidence. Everything you see now doesn't belong to me; it belongs to Sister Yan and Qin Ling.
"I understand now!" Yang Qing pressed, her eyes burning with interest.
"you?"
Before Zhong Yuemin could answer, Li Yan, who was cutting fruit nearby, chuckled softly. She handed Zhong Yuemin a piece of melon, then looked at Yang Qing, her gaze gentle yet knowing.
“Miss Yang, since Yuemin dared to bring you here, dared to say these things in front of you, and even let you see me and Qin Ling, it means that he doesn’t treat you as an outsider at all.”
Qin Ling smiled gently and nodded, adding:
"Yes, Miss Yang, those who can enter this door and sit on this balcony to chat are all our own people, just like Sister Yan and me."
"Our...our own people?"
Yang Qing was taken aback by this sudden definition. Two blushes instantly rose on her fair cheeks. She hurriedly waved her hands to explain, her tone somewhat flustered:
"Um... Miss Li, Miss Qin, you've misunderstood. Yuemin and I, we're not in that kind of relationship, really! We're just... we've been on missions together, so we're comrades-in-arms!"
Qin Ling and Li Yan both smiled.
"Ms. Yang, you don't need to explain, we all understand!"
This expression is exactly the same as theirs back then, including Larissa. They all started out as strangers, but gradually developed a close and inseparable relationship.
Li Yan said:
"Don't call us Miss Li or Miss Qin anymore. It's too formal. We're probably a few years older than you. Please call us Sister Yan or Sister Qin. How about we get along like sisters from now on, Xiao Qing?"
"This……"
Yang Qing hesitated for a moment, then, as if possessed, agreed, her voice trembling with embarrassment.
"Sister Yan, Sister Qin!"
That evening, Yang Qing invited them to stay for dinner. The three sisters busied themselves in the kitchen, chattering away, their conversation never ceasing. The saying "three women make a drama" is absolutely true. It was a warm and lively dinner.
After the event, Yang Qing was about to leave, but Li Yan and the other woman kept her there. That night, she slept in the same room as Li Yan. Late at night, a dark figure sneaked into a bedroom. Qin Ling was fast asleep when she felt a chill on her back, and a strong body embraced her from behind.