Seeing Dong Zihua leave, a smile curved on Liang Chao's lips.
A moment later, Dong Zihua returned to the office with a troubled expression, sitting in front of Liang Chao again.
"Mr. Dong? What's the result?" Liang Chao asked with a smile.
Dong Zihua replied with a grim face, "Agreed. The goods are being transported to the port now, but you must guarantee that the goods will be safely out of the port by tomorrow night."
Liang Chao nodded, found a bottle of red wine and two glasses, and poured one for Dong Zihua himself. "No problem. To our pleasant cooperation."
"Bang!"
Just then, the tightly shut office door was suddenly kicked open.
The sudden scene startled Dong Zihua, and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He then said with some displeasure, "Mr. Liang, do your subordinates not even know the basic courtesy of knocking?"
"Knocking? We're coming to our own office, why knock? Does it matter to you if it's broken?" A deep voice came from outside the door.
Hearing the voice, Dong Zihua frowned slightly and turned to look towards the doorway.
As soon as he saw the two figures at the door, Dong Zihua's face instantly changed.
"Chen, Chen Fan, Da Xiong?! How, how could it be you?!" Dong Zihua questioned in disbelief.
The visitors were none other than Chen Fan and Da Xiong.
"Brother Fan, Brother Xiong." At this moment, Liang Chao, who was sitting in the office chair, also stood up and looked respectfully towards the door.
Dong Zihua looked at Liang Chao in astonishment, especially at Liang Chao's respectful demeanor, which showed no hint of rebellion.
For a moment, Dong Zihua seemed to understand something and asked with wide eyes, "You, you were acting all along to trick me?!"
Liang Chao smiled playfully, "What else? Did you really think I would betray Brother Xiong?"
Dong Zihua looked at Liang Chao, puzzled, "What did they give you to make you so loyal to them? Have you forgotten that Chen Fan sent you back to manage the bar? Was that fake too? Did you plan this so early?"
If this were the case, Dong Zihua felt a chill down his spine.
"Hahaha, of course. All of this is my Brother Fan's masterpiece," Da Xiong said proudly.
Dong Zihua's shocked gaze turned to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan, who had been silent, finally spoke, "If we didn't put on this act, how could we have fooled you, an old fox?"
"You, you! You are despicable! Shameless!"
"Despicable?" Chen Fan retorted coldly, "Smuggling our country's cultural relics abroad, aren't you also shameless? People like you, making money from our countrymen while selling off your own heritage, you deserve to be spat upon by everyone!"
Hearing this, Dong Zihua suddenly thought of something, "You, you are after that shipment!"
"That's right." At this point, Chen Fan no longer needed to hide anything.
Dong Zihua's eyes widened in shock, "How did you know we were shipping the goods?"
"Do you think I would tell you?" Chen Fan retorted.
All this information was obtained through Song Wenting, which reminded Chen Fan of a saying: nothing could be hidden from them.
Chen Fan hadn't fully believed it before, but now it seemed Song Wenting's words were not false.
Dong Zihua tried one last desperate attempt, looking frantically at Liang Chao, "Mr. Liang, do you know how much this shipment is worth? It's a full ten billion!"
He then extended five fingers, "The profit can be as high as fifty percent, two percent of fifty billion is one billion! Mr. Liang, you probably won't earn this much in your lifetime! You need to think carefully, whether you want to be a small gang leader working for someone, or live a life of luxury and wealth from now on."
Dong Zihua wanted to bribe Liang Chao with money, knowing it was his last hope.
If this shipment worth ten billion was lost, even if Chen Fan let him go, the Huangfu family would not spare him. His fate would likely be death.
However, Liang Chao completely ignored Dong Zihua.
Chen Fan smiled calmly, "Do you know why we let Liang Chao play this role?"
"Why?" Dong Zihua asked, confused.
Liang Chao spoke, "Because Brother Xiong saved my entire family's lives. So, let alone ten billion, even if you gave me all of this hundred billion, I wouldn't betray Brother Xiong!"
But he still wanted to make a final effort and fumbled for his phone to call Huangfu Qin Yuan, telling him not to let the trucks enter the port.
However, in front of Da Xiong and Chen Fan, how could Dong Zihua succeed?
Before Dong Zihua could unlock his phone, Da Xiong snatched it away.
"You, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, you are restricting my personal freedom, I can sue you!" Dong Zihua shouted.
Da Xiong grabbed Dong Zihua by the collar, "Fine, I'd like to see who sues faster, you or us throwing you into the river to feed the fish."
These words made Dong Zihua swallow hard, his eyes filled with fear.
He truly hadn't expected to be tricked by these people. They were all Oscar-worthy actors!
Just then, a young man ran quickly into the office, "Brother Xiong, several trucks have entered our port."
"Brother Fan, they're finally here," Da Xiong said excitedly, looking at Chen Fan.
A moment later, Chen Fan and Da Xiong arrived at the port's loading and unloading area.
Six trucks were parked there, all covered with canvas. The drivers were under control, and they were being questioned about the origin of the goods.
Da Xiong led his men to the trucks and unloaded all the boxes from beneath the canvas.
Then, one by one, the boxes were opened.
Bronze ware, jade, porcelain, and various precious paintings and calligraphy were immediately revealed.
"Brother Fan, are these things really that valuable?" Da Xiong asked, leaning close to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan nodded.
He had observed that all the items before him were genuine. Dong Zihua's earlier claim of a hundred billion in value seemed to be accurate.
Da Xiong asked again, "Brother Fan, what should we do with these things?"
A smile curved on Chen Fan's lips, "Make a record and send all these items to the museum."
"Send them all?" Da Xiong asked, somewhat surprised.
"These items were obtained through illicit means. Only this way will the Huangfu family completely give up on this shipment."
"Okay, I'll arrange it now!" Da Xiong replied with a nod.
The next morning, in Kyoto, a manor villa next to Beishan Garden.
Huangfu Qin Yuan, dressed in a suit, walked into the villa. Huangfu Qin Yuan looked well today, clearly having slept soundly last night.
This was the Huangfu family's manor. As he entered the villa, he saw that many family members had already arrived and were conversing in the hall.
When Huangfu Qin Yuan's figure entered the hall, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.
An old man anxiously stepped forward and asked, "Qin Yuan, I heard something happened in South China. Is our shipment alright?"