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Chapter 908: Chapter 793: The Show Has Just Begun (Subscribe please!)
The black man was intimidated by such a glare from Moi.
He stepped back in fright.
Seeing that his little plan was doomed to fail, he was naturally unwilling to give up, but without Moi’s approval, and with Fuloz gone, there was no way he could entertain the idea of acquiring the stocks. Chai Ren would not give him a single penny.
Thinking of this,
The black man felt somewhat depressed.
His mind raced.
However, this was no simple affair, it involved hundreds of millions of dollars, and with his brain, he couldn’t devise a feasible plan no matter how hard he tried. He was in a dilemma, worried about his own intelligence at that moment.
"Alright, go do what you need to do; I’m a bit tired." Moi leaned weakly on the sofa, a once cherished sofa that now seemed uncomfortable no matter how he sat.
He knew.
The decision to have these relatives flee immediately might very well become the last straw that broke his back. Once this matter was exposed, people would surely think: There’s definitely something fishy, otherwise, why would you flee?
And he,
Moi,
would find all the accusations hard to wipe clean.
But now he couldn’t just tell them to stay put in Congo-Kinshasa, mainly because the situation had arisen so suddenly, so urgently, so rapidly, he had no time to react before he was surrounded and furiously scolded by a crowd.
These people were determined to leave.
Additionally, they indeed had dirty secrets under their belts.
If they had decided to leave, then let them go.
Perhaps it might even leave some hope for the family.
Upon hearing this, Moi’s relatives thought the situation had truly become irreparable. After bidding Moi farewell, they hurried off, preparing to travel to Congo, and then to other countries by transfer.
Just a moment later,
only Moi and his wife were left in the house.
Along with a servant.
"Is Fuloz really unable to come out?" Moi’s wife asked with reddened eyes, having cried many times, her eyes slightly swollen. Fuloz wasn’t their only child, but he was the most cherished.
Fuloz also had an older brother and a sister. His sister had married into a prominent family in a neighboring country, and Fuloz’s brother served as a field officer in the military of Congo-Kinshasa and hadn’t come home.
Moi did not open his eyes.
He said, "Not necessarily, these so-called pieces of evidence are mostly fabricated. The planners don’t want Fuloz’s life, but something else, something I still don’t know."
Moi actually had a suspicion.
But it wasn’t convenient to speak with his wife about it because it would be useless. She wouldn’t understand, and explaining too much would make her worry even more.
"So what do we do, what do they want, money?" Moi’s wife asked anxiously.
Moi was speechless.
Money.
It really was the measure of all things.
He shook his head.
"No, whoever planned this is definitely not after money. Don’t worry about it; Fuloz is my son too. I’m just as anxious as you are. I’ll think of something. Don’t bother me," Moi massaged his aching head.
Upon hearing this,
his wife quickly closed her mouth.
Moi was the mainstay of the family.
She had never been a decisive person.
......
While Moi was overwhelmed with problems,
Chai Ren’s airplane had already arrived at the Shanghai Stock Market.
He was picked up by a fighter and taken to Tang Qing’s villa, where after taking a hot shower, he indulged in the delicious food on the table. At that time, Tang Qing had not come back yet, and would only return after school in the afternoon to start the weekend life here.
"Slurp..."
In one gulp,
he drank the tomato and egg soup in the bowl.
Patting his round belly,
Chai Ren felt as though he had been reborn.
He reminisced about the past year, which truly was quite thrilling. Initially, he and Liu Qian almost got kidnapped in the United States, and were nearly made into wolf food, all because of their purpose for that trip to the United States—iron mines.
He himself was kidnapped by Mulaiel.
And in this country too, because of mineral issues, he had almost been captured, describing his experiences as breathtakingly exhilarating, even for someone who’d been a soldier.
And at every life-threatening moment,
All these were made possible with the involvement of Tang Qing’s friend.
It enabled him to turn dangers into safety every time.
Only because of this had he survived until now. Thinking of this, Chai Ren chuckled lightly. He had never believed in the notion of benefactors or lucky stars, but now, he did. Tang Qing was his lucky star, his benefactor.
Looking at the servants standing in the living room and the bodyguards standing erect outside, Chai Ren felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
"Ding ding ding..."
The mobile phone rang.
"Dad." Chai Ren said with a relaxed smile.
"You’re back," Chai Guoqiang said indifferently. He had just finished a meeting and called right after.
"Yes, I’m having a meal at Tang Qing’s villa. He won’t be back until after school in the afternoon. I’ll return to Beijing tomorrow, and I’ll bring you some delicious food, haha, you were really funny last time." Chai Ren laughed heartily.
Last time, when he returned with Zheng Lin, he brought a lot of things, shared some with Zhan Xi, and also paid his respects to Chai Guoqiang. But as they ate, the father and son started competing for the food, and in the end, Chai Guoqiang even overate.
It was also the first time Chai Ren had seen his father overeat.
He had mocked him for a good while then.
It was because of this.
Their family had all their ingredients air-shipped from produce stores in Qingyan City. They had no choice, as the store owner refused to open more branches, despite having only two stores. Even so, they couldn’t replicate the taste from here.
Because Tang Qing had said.
The oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, scallions, ginger, garlic, and wine were all specially made, along with seafood and meat, which, apart from Tang Qing’s place, were not available anywhere else. And Tang Qing was always scrimpy, he would only host but never give away.
Chai Ren had no choice.
"You little rascal, bringing me leftovers again," Chai Guoqiang laughed heartily after hearing this. He was not embarrassed, as he had never tasted such delicacies before. What’s wrong with enjoying food?
"How could that be, Dad? What I brought is definitely fresh," Chai Ren cried out in injustice.
The father and son chatted for a few more moments.
Chai Guoqiang suddenly said seriously, "Have you seen the news about Congo-Kinshasa? Someone in Congo-Kinshasa is diverting attention to the financial handling of this mineral sale, and things are getting a bit out of control.
"The media in Congo-Kinshasa are now widely reporting their Congress’s appropriations and project approvals. I didn’t expect it to escalate like this. No matter who is orchestrating things from behind the scenes, they’re playing a big game. What did Tang Qing say?"
The last sentence was the key point.
Chai Ren replied, "I know about it. I saw it after getting off the airplane and even called Tang Qing about it. He just said it wasn’t a problem and to rest well. He was in class at the time, so I didn’t press him for more details."
Chai Guoqiang fell silent for a moment.
"It might be better to ask him about it tonight. Let me know immediately if there’s any situation." The complexity of the situation now exceeded even Moi’s understanding, let alone Chai Guoqiang’s.
"I understand," Chai Ren replied.
...
In the afternoon.
Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue returned to the villa.
After dinner.
Lin Jiaxue went upstairs to do her homework.
Chai Ren then asked about the situation in Congo-Kinshasa.
"...That’s the situation. The circumstances there are very chaotic now, I can’t understand it, and I suspect even Moi can’t either. You mentioned earlier that it was nothing to worry about, can you explain why? If it’s not convenient, never mind."
At that moment, Tang Qing was drinking tea.
Upon hearing Chai Ren’s question.
Tang Qing pondered for a moment.
Decided to reveal a little bit of information.
Otherwise, keeping Chai Ren and the others in the dark wasn’t ideal.
"I can share a bit about it, but keep it confidential. The current chaos over there primarily involves someone coveting the President of Congo-Kinshasa’s position, attempting to unseat Moi.
Incidentally, they’re planning to bring down Waite as well. I can only tell you that the person behind the scenes in Congo-Kinshasa has substantial influence, but don’t ask who it is, it’s not for disclosure. We should just mind our business in trade, and the fire won’t reach us."
Tang Qing didn’t disclose everything, just enough to get the point across.
Yet to Chai Ren, it sounded like a thunderclap.
It appeared Tang Qing knew too much.
Chai Ren was curious who was playing such a large game, but since Tang Qing instructed not to inquire, he prudently did not ask, though he was a bit worried about Fuloz’s safety. He quickly asked, "What about Fuloz? Is he at risk?"
Tang Qing shook his head and explained, "Fuloz was just an initial move in the game, an important yet mere piece. It’s hard to say about the others, but he doesn’t have a critical reason to die. How it ends, we can only see how things develop, I am not a fortuneteller, but the chances of him coming out safely are high."
With that,
he paused.
A mysterious smile appeared on Tang Qing’s face.
"The real drama is just beginning."
