Chapter 194 Serendipity?

Some reporters treat the police station like home, waiting there all day for first-hand news.

Buying a pig's heart for two million, and getting caught red-handed in the process—such a huge story couldn't be kept quiet, and it made the newspapers that very evening.

Fortunately.

News regarding Su Yehao’s involvement in the case was strictly sealed off by orders from above.

Su Yehao called his father, explaining the whole situation. He only said that he couldn't do much to help, promising to arrange for a lawyer to bail out that young Master Wu, but nothing more could be done—it was up to the doctors at the hospital.

But as for sending Wu Weixiong to America, as Old Master Tang had suggested... Su Yehao wasn't that enthusiastic. It would break the rules, not to mention the considerable expense.

If he wanted to do good, he'd rather spend the money on helping others.

Millions of U.S. dollars in "donations" would be enough to help dozens or even hundreds of people. After all, charity begins at home. If something happened to Xiao Ni Zi or Jiang Yu, he definitely wouldn't hesitate to do whatever it took to find a solution.

He spent a day in the hospital.

By the next morning, the pain in his back had subsided considerably.

After cleaning up and leaving the hospital, Jiang Yu accompanied Su Yehao to a small restaurant in Sheung Wan for breakfast. Steamed mini buns with soybean milk, plus a bowl of spicy soup, were quite enjoyable.

At that moment.

Linda Yun received a call and reported, "Ah Hao, Wu Weixiong has just been released. He had his lawyer ask if you could find a way to get him back to Italy so he doesn't miss his chance to get on the transplant list."

"You were calling him Young Master Wu before, and now you're using his full name? How pragmatic," Su Yehao said with a smile.

Linda Yun explained, "Who knew he was so awful? I heard that people in that line of work are particularly vile, disregarding human life. He was even willing to pay to buy his way out and tried to drag you into it. It's definitely not appropriate to call him 'Young Master' anymore. What's the point of being handsome if you have such a wicked mind?"

Su Yehao sighed after listening, unsure of what to say. After thinking it over, he said:

"That's why I'm most afraid of dealing with people."

"The chances of me asking others for help are far less than the chances of others asking me for help. So many people want my help, and if I were to be a pushover, I wouldn't get anything done all day, I'd be annoyed to death…"

"Also, have him go to my hospital for a checkup first. He still has a lawsuit pending, and it would be illegal to help him escape. Let the lawyer argue with the authorities. If they say he can leave, then buy him a plane ticket to Italy. This guy really is a handful… Tell him I've gone to Taiwan and can't help."

"Oh? Are you planning to see Nangong?"

Jiang Yu, sipping her spicy soup, continued to tease him. "She just went there yesterday morning. Do you have to be so affectionate and clingy?"

"I have business to take care of there, okay? I need to find suitable computer component suppliers and computer manufacturing factories. If you want to meet up with her, I can drop you off on the way. I can also check out the pretty schoolgirls there and see if any of them are as pretty as you."

Before Su Yehao could finish, Jiang Yu retorted, "I'm going too. If you're looking at pretty girls, then I'll go look at handsome guys."

"Oh really? Then I can't possibly take you…"

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Leaving the mess his father had dumped on him to an assistant to handle, Su Yehao left as soon as he said he would. He really did go back to Big Wave Bay to get his passport, and immediately took Jiang Yu to the airport.

While waiting in the VIP lounge, an airport manager hurried over and politely asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Su, could I trouble you for a moment?"

"I'm free at the moment. What's up?"

"It's like this. A first-class passenger missed her flight due to our mistake, and the next flight isn't for another five hours. She's in a hurry to get to the island for business."

The airport manager smiled broadly and continued:

"If your plane has any empty seats, could you possibly give her a ride? We can compensate you with a Jingde porcelain set, worth over twenty thousand yuan. Of course, I know Mr. Su isn't short of money, it's just a small token of our appreciation…"

"What kind of person is she? Is she proper?"

Su Yehao asked casually.

There were empty seats on the plane, but having a stranger on board would inevitably be disruptive and less comfortable.

However, it was common practice for private jets to be leased out to external clients when not in use, and the airport would also help certain VIPs arrange shared private flights.

The cost of maintaining a plane was so high, after all, and only a few ultra-rich people didn't care about money at all.

The airport manager said, "I guarantee she's very proper. Ms. Li is a VIP at the airport and seems to be doing business in Taiwan. I once saw the Hong Kong government arrange for people to receive her, and a large group of reporters were there."

Hearing this, Su Yehao nodded and said, "Alright, one or two people should fit. I'll be boarding soon, so tell her to hurry up and not be late."

After thanking him repeatedly.

The manager brought the gift and handed it to Su Yehao. After opening it, he saw a set of famille rose tea set in the box, with a style somewhat similar to the Yongzheng enamel painted poetic small cup he had bought for his grandfather.

Taking out a small cup, Su Yehao smiled at Jiang Yu and said, "This tea set is for you to drink tea with. When it comes to aesthetics, Yongzheng is much better than Qianlong. Even the Qianlong Doucai vase I bought last time is too gaudy in color."

His skills in collecting were only good enough to fool Jiang Yu, who didn't know anything about it.

Usually, besides throwing money around, he didn't have the cultivation for that kind of aesthetic appreciation. He only knew how to treat antiques as financial products and decorations, while waiting for their value to increase.

Jiang Yu took the small cup and looked at it, replying, "Then I'll take it. It'll be perfect in my study, so I can occasionally have red tea with my mom."

Soon.

A well-dressed, long-haired woman in a trench coat walked over carrying an LV suitcase.

She directly smiled at Su Yehao and said, "I'm sorry, I was suddenly delayed and missed my flight. I didn't expect to be able to catch a ride on your plane. What great luck. Let me introduce myself, I'm Marjorie, the marketing director of Hua Shuo Computers, mainly responsible for the Greater China region."

"...You really just accidentally missed your flight? Why do I feel like someone had ulterior motives and dug a pit for me to jump into?"

Su Yehao hadn't heard of this Marjorie, but he certainly knew the Hua Shuo brand of computers. He had even used one of their laptops, which the company had issued for office use.

As for the user experience, it was just so-so, probably because it was cheap. Anyway, he hadn't paid for it himself, so he didn't care much. /

Marjorie smiled and shook her head, "I really just missed my flight. Why do you think I have ulterior motives?"

Staring at this Marjorie, who looked to be around thirty years old, Su Yehao couldn't guess what she was thinking.

However, considering that he had just sent people to the island to seek cooperation, and he happened to meet the marketing director of Hua Shuo, who even offered to take his private plane, he didn't believe it was just a coincidence.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

He didn't know how the team he had sent to the island was doing.

Su Yehao thought about improvising and gave Linda Yun a look, signaling her to find out if there had been any recent contact with Hua Shuo Computers...