I called Mr. Song.
Since the last time I contacted Mr. Song regarding Xiao Hong's family matters, I hadn't bothered him since.
Mr. Song's voice came from the phone: "Hello! Who is this?"
When we met, I didn't have a mobile phone, so he naturally didn't know who was calling him.
I said, "Li Hua."
Mr. Song: "Li Hua? Oh, it's you. Long time no see. What's up? Something must have happened?"
Nothing could escape him; he got straight to the point.
I told him what we had learned. He pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, let's arrange to meet somewhere later. It's not convenient to talk on the phone."
I said, "Okay, then let's meet at the Yuelai Hotel. I'll head over there now and wait for you."
I then called Wen Siqiang to ask where he was. He said he was in the lobby downstairs and had something to tell me.
I told him to wait for me, as I had to go out. We could talk on the way.
I went downstairs and saw Wen Siqiang and Qian Fugui standing by the lobby entrance. Both of them were wearing flashy clothes and sunglasses. They looked more like people from across the street.
With this appearance, even Principal Sun would probably not recognize them. I walked past them, signaling them not to speak, and directly walked out with me.
We didn't take out that large luxury car but the minivan.
After the car had driven a distance, I asked him what he wanted to tell me.
Wen Siqiang: "I saw Principal Sun. He was having breakfast with that woman in the first-floor restaurant."
I asked, "Who did he contact?"
Wen Siqiang: "No one. They ate for a while, and then he called a waiter and said something to him. After that, the waiter prepared a lot of ingredients and went upstairs in the elevator."
That made sense. It was undoubtedly to deliver food to those people.
Those people did not show themselves easily and would not appear in public.
Wen Siqiang: "He didn't say anything else to anyone the whole time. After they finished eating, they went to the coffee shop next door and stayed there until you came down."
I said I understood. When you get back later, continue monitoring him.
The more Principal Sun remained inactive, the more it proved he was planning something big, but I didn't know where he would start.
I also didn't know if he was collaborating with the Xie family or acting alone.
Just then, my phone rang. It was Nana.
I said, "Miss Nana, is there something?"
Nana: "Brother Xiao Sheng, I didn't go home with my father. Are you free at noon? I want to spend some time with you alone. I have something to tell you."
No way. If this wasn't instigated by Xie Jiabao, it would be hard to explain why two strangers who met less than an hour ago would have anything to say.
I said, "I know everyone is busy with Chairman Xie's matters now, and it seems difficult to find the time."
Nana: "I know you're busy with Father's matters, so I wanted to trouble you for a little while at noon. It won't take long, just give me a little time."
I said, "Okay, where should we meet?"
She said, "My family has a villa in the western suburbs. Come here, and I'll give you the address later."
It wasn't unusual for people like them to have houses everywhere, so I didn't think much of it and agreed.
Wen Siqiang: "Boss, did you agree too readily? I have a feeling this woman is not simple."
I asked, "Did you see her?"
Wen Siqiang: "I happened to see her and Xie Jiabao coming downstairs. Their relationship doesn't seem like father and daughter, more like..."
I said, "No way, I personally heard her call him 'Dad'."
Wen Siqiang: "Zhou Yingying also calls the person surnamed Sun 'Dad,' so are they father and daughter?"
I said, "It's different, isn't it? I don't feel like there's a problem."
Wen Siqiang: "It's better to be safe than sorry. Be extra careful. After all, they're all cut from the same cloth and are not good people."
I said I understood. Get them to take me to my place, and then they can come back. After I discuss matters with Mr. Song, I'll go meet this Miss Xie.
Xie Nana was naturally beautiful, possessing an air of proud yet unpretentious nobility. Even at first meeting, she didn't have that distant demeanor that makes people feel unwelcome.
At this moment, I had no impure thoughts, but I couldn't say there was no sympathy either. In any case, I was quite looking forward to this meeting.
Upon arriving at the Yuelai Hotel, I asked the front desk for the room card of the room previously occupied by my predecessor. This was our reserved room, intended for convenience during such meetings.
When I reached the room, I called Mr. Song to let him know I had arrived.
Mr. Song said, "I'm right across the street. I'll be right over."
I told him the room number and then left the room door ajar.
Mr. Song entered and locked the door. He wasn't alone; another person, presumably his subordinate, was with him.
I said, "Did you know that three of Xie Jiabao's shipping containers were seized at the harbor yesterday?"
He replied, "That was discovered by our system. Before that, his containers had passed through six checkpoints without any issues. It was only when our informant got wind of something being done with the metal that we gathered evidence and busted this major case of drug smuggling using technological means. However, we couldn't trace the source of the information. They say the informant received an anonymous call, and when called back, it was a dead number."
I smiled and said, "That's not important. What's important is that they are colluding with overseas organizations and are preparing to strongly establish an inland land route. Currently, Chen Liben, Principal Sun, and the Xie brothers have formed a solid chain of interests, even colluding with underground organizations in Country A, determined to achieve their goals at all costs."
Mr. Song: "We have also gathered some information about what you mentioned. Is today's incident related to this?"
I said, "Today's incident is related in some ways and not related in others. It can only be considered an unexpected development. After the shipment was intercepted yesterday, Xie Jiabao defaulted on the contract, and he had to fulfill the order through other channels. Yesterday, we disguised ourselves and went to his factory, posing as overseas merchants, offering to help him transport this batch of goods through a secret channel. We set up this trap. He will deliver the goods to the dock at 2 PM, and we will need your cooperation to complete this play."
Mr. Song: "This matter is a bit convoluted. Let me process it first. Tell me about your plan."
I said, "We are preparing substitute goods of equivalent weight and will place a tracking system inside the cargo. We will have dedicated personnel escort these goods to the designated location, then we will set up a sting operation there to apprehend the recipients, and simultaneously confiscate the counterfeit goods. The main objective is to prevent Xie Jiabao from becoming suspicious, allowing him to continue cooperating with us and expose his behind-the-scenes syndicate."
Mr. Song: "This plan is perfect. Do you need any assistance with transportation?"
I said, "Since we are transporting substitute goods, there shouldn't be any problems with the process. We don't need your involvement for anything else for now. If anything unexpected happens, I will contact you immediately."
Mr. Song: "Alright, I will prepare the substitute goods on my end and send two people this afternoon to assist you with the order."
I said okay, we'll keep in touch by phone if there are any changes.