spring bite mark

Chapter 231 The real goal

Shen Zongqian was extremely efficient, arriving at the airport almost at the same time as Yan Changye, accompanied by dozens of professional security personnel.

The security inspectors, carrying their professional toolboxes, all approached Yan Changye and Xie Yuheng.

“BOSS,” Shen Zongqian said respectfully, “they are the most professional aircraft safety inspection experts in Hong Kong.”

"Inspect my three private jets in the port city," Yan Changye instructed calmly. "Make sure there are no safety hazards in any screw."

He then pointed to the airport's business lounge: "Don't just stand there waiting, go to the lounge and have some tea."

After saying that, he stepped forward, picked up one child in each arm, and slowly headed towards the lounge.

The experts looked at each other, puzzled as to what these two prominent figures in Hong Kong were up to.

Xie Yuheng remained calm and simply said indifferently, "Go to the lounge and wait."

The lounge was fully equipped and quite luxurious. After tossing Xie Jian and Yan Yu to the children's play area, business staff immediately brought them tea and drinks.

Aircraft inspections are time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Several financial experts, eager to build closer relationships with these two Hong Kong business tycoons, took the initiative to chat for an hour or two. However, they eventually couldn't stay awake any longer and took their leave to rest in the VIP lounge.

In the large main hall of the lounge, only Yan Changye and Xie Yuheng remained.

Yan Changye leaned back lazily on the comfortable sofa, his peach blossom eyes quietly fixed on Xie Yuheng. This Xie family head, who usually dressed in warm colors, was wearing a more formal suit today for the financial gathering. Underneath the black thin suit was a burgundy shirt, which was Jiang Manman's favorite color combination.

At this moment, under Yan Changye's unbridled scrutiny, Xie Yuheng calmly asked, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

Yan Changye toyed with his teacup, then threw the question back at him: "What do you think?"

Xie Yuheng's voice was cold: "You're the kind of person who does whatever comes to mind; how could I possibly figure you out?"

"What's even more unpredictable is my uncle," Yan Changye sighed, his tone sarcastic. "My people found out that my uncle is eyeing my private jet. What, is my uncle planning to kill me? Well, you and my mother have never even met, so how deep could your relationship with me be?"

Xie Yuheng: "Absurd."

"Whether it's absurd or true, let's investigate first." Yan Changye casually poured himself a cup of fruit tea. "Manman loves fruit tea the most. I heard you've developed a similar hobby in recent years. Want a cup?"

"No need." Xie Yuheng lowered his head, picked up his phone, and began to handle his work.

Yan Changye ignored him and focused his gaze on the two children. A few minutes later, he walked over and sat in a ball pit, letting the two children rub against him. The three of them had a great time.

into the night.

The six-hour examination finally came to an end.

Shen Zongqian led the inspection team of experts in, bringing in a thick stack of newly issued reports:
"Boss, all three of your private jets are in perfect working order. In addition, to avoid wasting resources, we also checked Chairman Xie's plane, and everything is fine."

Xie Yuheng finally looked up from his phone, staring coldly at his nephew: "Satisfied now?"

"It's alright." Yan Changye poured water for the two children and wiped their sweat before slowly saying, "I'm naturally sensitive, so even if no problems are found, I can't use my plane for the time being. This time, we should use my uncle's plane to go to the capital. Also, with Shen Zongqian with Li Ke, I'll feel more at ease having one more person to look after the children."

Xie Yuheng glanced at him dismissively: "Whatever."

Yan Changye looked at Shen Zongqian meaningfully: "Do you know what to do next?"

Shen Zongqian nodded: "Don't worry, BOSS."

The plane finally took off late at night.

They were traveling on Xie Yuheng's private jet, which, like the man himself, had a cool and elegant color scheme.

When the plane arrived in the capital, the experts were first taken to their hotel. Then, Li Ke and Shen Zongqian each held a child and looked at each other with somewhat inscrutable expressions.

“The No. 1 Residence is quite far, and the young masters are tired. Why don’t we stay at a hotel too?” Li Ke suggested.

Shen Zongqian nodded: "Okay." The two of them each carried a child back into the house.

The next morning, when Li Ke and Xie Jian got up, Shen Zongqian had already left the hotel and gone to Yan Changye's private jet locations in the capital.

A large group of professional security experts stood in front of him in an orderly fashion.

He ordered in a deep voice: "Every plane and even every car that the BOSS owns in the capital must be thoroughly inspected. Any problems, no matter how small, must be reported immediately."

The experts assured him, "President Shen, please rest assured, we are absolutely professional."

When the news reached Li Ke, he was serving Xie Jian lean meat porridge.

"All of them?" he asked the junior assistant who came to report, "Including those under the young master's and Miss Jiang's names?"

"Yes."

Li Ke's eyes flickered slightly, he nodded, and asked no further questions.

Port city.

A day later, Yan Changye received another message from Shen Zongqian:
"Boss, we haven't found anything unusual."

Yan Changye remained silent for a long time.

Was the movement too deep to be detected?
Or is it a deliberate attempt to create confusion, with ulterior motives?

“The child is in the capital; just have the old man arrange for someone to keep an eye on him,” Yan Changye said decisively. “You go back to Hong Kong immediately; I have something important to entrust to you.”

When Shen Zongqian returned to the port city without stopping, it was already late at night.

Yan Changye met him at the entrance of Yushui Bay.

"Boss," Shen Zongqian asked respectfully, "what do you need me to do?"

Yan Changye took out a list of documents: "Prepare these few treasonous documents for me."

Shen Zongqian took the list, glanced at its contents, and his hand trembled violently.

Yan Changye had already turned around and indifferently returned to his room.

At Jiangyue Mansion, Xie Yuheng was still awake.

In the deep darkness of night, he sat alone in the Serenity Garden, his sharp eyes, hidden in the dim light, seemed to be covered with thin ice.

Li Ke also called him, and after reporting on some unimportant projects, his tone changed slightly:
"Boss, as you predicted, Shen Zongqian arranged for someone to thoroughly inspect all of President Xie's vehicles during this trip back to the capital."

Xie Yuheng, unable to discern his emotions, simply hummed in response.

Li Ke paused for several seconds, his voice lowering slightly:
“Our people got in during this security check and made contact with our real target. Mr. Xie probably never imagined that what we had in mind from the beginning was Ms. Jiang’s private jet.”

Xie Yuheng remained silent.

Li Ke added, "The preparations for the international design exhibition are complete, and the invitations from Mu Chan have already been sent out."

Xie Yuheng's gaze was hidden in the shadows, his expression inscrutable: "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Yuheng remained sitting in the garden.

A cold wind blew in gusts, and he felt chilled to the bone. He took out a delicate but old-fashioned Chinese-style begonia bookmark from somewhere and examined it carefully.

My thoughts drifted back to the year I studied in the capital, old stories, rising and falling.

My lonely heart is gradually warming up.

(End of this chapter)