nucmednet Chapter 973 Many inconveniences upon arrival
Chapter 973 Many inconveniences upon arrival
Andy Colles was lost in thought, the cigar between his fingers burning to the end.
The heat made him jolted violently, as if he had been pricked by a needle.
He glanced down at his scalded fingertips, his brows furrowed, and lifted his foot.
He crushed the cigarette butt on the floor, and the sparks briefly shone on the carpet before going out.
The study was so quiet that only his breathing could be heard, along with the subordinate who had just given the report.
They had quietly slipped away without anyone noticing, leaving not even the sound of the door closing.
He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and ran his fingertips across the cold glass.
Outside the window, the city lights stretched to the horizon like shattered diamonds, their flickering glow conveying the warmth of everyday life.
But this lively atmosphere seemed to be separated from him by an invisible barrier, making him feel out of place.
Our gaze moves beyond the bustling night scene to the distant horizon.
Under the inky blue night sky, the sea lay silent as a mystery, and he knew that on that distant shore...
There are goals he strives for, and figures that stir his heart.
The sea breeze seemed to seep in through the cracks in the window, carrying a salty smell.
The wind made the emotions in his eyes grow even deeper—he had to win this game, no matter the cost.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Andy Coles' voice rang out in the study, carrying a lingering melancholy.
The door opened, and Winnie walked in, her face still displaying a professional calm.
He bowed slightly and said, "Sir, dinner is ready. Please move to the dining room to eat."
"Understood." Andy Coles responded casually, turned, and strode out of the study.
The leather shoes made a steady sound as they stepped on the marble stairs.
The restaurant was brightly lit, and long tables were covered with snow-white tablecloths.
The silver cutlery and crystal glasses gleamed brilliantly under the light.
Chang Haihe and Chang Miaomiao were sitting to one side waiting when Andy Coles walked in.
The two men quickly stood up, their faces plastered with respectful smiles.
"Haha..." Andy Coles laughed heartily twice, raising his hand in greeting.
"Mr. Chang, Ms. Chang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please have a seat."
The maid stepped forward and pulled out chairs, and Chang Haihe and Chang Miaomiao sat down on either side of the dining table, their posture becoming much more reserved.
Winnie walked behind Andy Coles and pulled out the head seat for him.
After he was seated, he skillfully picked up the decanted red wine and poured it for the three of them in turn.
The deep red wine swirls gently in the glass, releasing a rich aroma.
Andy Coles raised his glass, his gaze sweeping over the father and daughter opposite him: "Since you're here, make the best of it."
"Don't be shy here. Just tell Winnie if you need anything. Make yourself at home."
Chang Haihe quickly raised his glass, his face full of gratitude: "Mr. Andy Coles, I am deeply grateful for your hospitality."
CY Sunac's funds have been successfully transferred to the oil industry project, finally stabilizing the situation.
"The Governor of Hong Kong is indeed a beautiful city. I hope you will continue to take good care of me in the future."
After saying that, he subtly gave Chang Miaomiao a wink.
Chang Miaomiao immediately understood, picked up her wine glass, deliberately softened her tone, and spoke with a touch of affected coquettishness:
"Miaomiao toasts you, sir, to thank you for saving me. I'll drink this first as a sign of respect, please feel free to drink as you please." With that, she tilted her head back to drink.
“Wait a minute.” Andy Coles suddenly spoke, his eyes deep and unfathomable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
Chang Miaomiao paused, her hand holding the wine glass frozen in mid-air, looking at him with some surprise.
Andy Coles slowly raised his glass, a cryptic smile playing on his lips:
"Since Miss Chang is so sincere, I will naturally drink this cup with you."
The crystal glasses clinked gently, producing a clear, crisp sound that was particularly distinct in the quiet restaurant.
Chang Miaomiao suppressed her unease and drank the wine in her glass with him.
I could only sense that within the rich aroma of the red wine, there seemed to be a hint of chill that was hard to describe.
Chang Miaomiao raised her glass, treated Andy Coles with the utmost respect, and downed it in one gulp.
Chang Haihe clapped his hands and cheered, his face beaming with a warm smile. He then changed the subject: "Mr. Andy Coles has a good capacity for alcohol!"
To my shame, the moment I stepped into the Governor's territory, I heard that Chairman Fung was one of the most prominent figures in the area.
Since I am new here, there are many inconveniences. I would like to ask Mr. Andy Coles to introduce me to Chairman Feng so that he may do me the honor of having a simple meal with me.
"I wonder when the president will have some free time? I come from a small place; it would be proper for me to pay him a visit in person."
As soon as she finished speaking, Winnie, who was standing to the side, spoke up, her tone still solemn and businesslike:
"The master instructed that he has already spoken with Chairman Feng. Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock..."
We'll meet on the giant ship 'Sea Shark' in Victoria Harbour; Chairman Feng will be waiting for us there.
"Oh?" A hint of satisfaction flashed in Chang Haihe's eyes, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.
"Miss Winnie is indeed efficient and decisive! This has saved me a lot of trouble. Thank you so much!"
As they spoke, several maids brought out exquisite dishes to the table one by one.
The grilled steak on the silver platter glowed with a caramelized aroma, while the lobster tails were a vibrant red.
Paired with vibrant green vegetables and golden mashed potatoes, the presentation is as exquisite as a work of art.
Once all the dishes were served, the maids quietly withdrew.
Only the three of them remained in the restaurant, along with Winnie standing by their side.
Andy Coles picked up his knife and fork, cutting the steak with elegant and precise movements.
He glanced up at the Changhai River and asked casually, "CY Sunac is transforming into the oil industry..."
The cash flow is stable, but we'll probably need Chairman Feng's help with the subsequent channel development, right?
Chang Haihe paused in his slicing of steak, then said with a forced smile, "Sir, you are wise. Chairman Feng has extensive connections with the Governor of Hong Kong."
He's an absolute authority, especially in the area of energy import and export. With his help, the project can proceed more steadily.
Andy Coles didn't reply, but simply put a piece of steak into his mouth.
He chewed slowly and deliberately, but the light in his eyes deepened—
This seemingly ordinary dinner was actually full of calculated moves in every word.
The meeting aboard that giant ship, the "Sea Shark," was destined to be anything but simple.
The following morning, the manor, nestled halfway up the mountain, was shrouded in a thin mist, with glistening dewdrops still clinging to the green plants.
Chang Miaomiao wore a well-tailored beige suit and had exquisite makeup.
With her long hair styled in an elegant updo, she took Chang Haihe's arm and slowly walked out of the main building.
Winnie was already waiting beside a black Rolls-Royce. Seeing the two approach,
He immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, and carefully opened the back door for Chang Miaomiao.
He gently closed the car door only after she was seated. Chang Haihe followed closely behind, bending down and getting into the car.
A moment later, Andy Coles emerged from another door, dressed in a dark suit.
He stood tall and straight, with a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses perched on his nose, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
A bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses strode forward.
He respectfully opened the door of the Bentley in front of him, and only after the man got in did he walk back to the driver's seat.
The convoy quickly prepared to depart, with two escort cars at the head.
In the middle is the vehicle that Andy Coles and the Chang family father and daughter were riding in.
Three escort vehicles followed behind, forming a tight front and rear protection formation.
The low growl of engines broke the tranquility of the manor as the convoy slowly drove away.
We descended the winding mountain road, heading towards Victoria Harbour—
Today's "Sea Shark" rendezvous is destined to be a contest fraught with hidden tensions.
The atmosphere in the carriage was somewhat somber. The leather seats emitted a faint fragrance, but it couldn't mask the unease in Chang Miaomiao's eyes.
She turned her head to look at Chang Haihe beside her, her voice trembling slightly: "Father, I'm a little nervous."
Chang Haihe raised his hand, his large palm covering the hand that was linked with his arm.
The pressure carried a soothing tone: "Honey, now that things have come to this, we're really in a bind."
But don't panic too much. I already inquired, and Feng Yuanzheng seems like a kind person.
The principle is "I won't offend others unless they offend me." As long as we behave politely, there shouldn't be any major problems.
"But I've heard that his three sons are all incredibly cunning,"
Chang Miaomiao bit her lip, her fingertips tightening slightly. "Everyone outside says that no woman they target ever escapes unscathed."
She knew in her heart that once interests were involved, her father never cared about family ties; she was nothing more than a pawn on his chessboard.
Chang Haihe smiled upon hearing this, his tone carrying a hint of perfunctory certainty:
"Miaomiao, I already said it was 'hearsay,' and rumors are mostly exaggerations."
Otherwise, how would the Feng family's power be demonstrated? Besides, how could those women compare to you?
He patted the back of her hand, his tone full of calculated smugness.
"You are beautiful and intelligent. How many powerful figures have fallen into your hands before?"
Chang Miaomiao was not swayed by these words and muttered in a low voice, "I don't think so."
Those two brats, Teng Zijing and Jiang Chengyu, have never taken me seriously.
If Andy Coles's men hadn't acted quickly yesterday, I probably would have been sent to the police station by that ruthless Teng Zijing!
"Alright, let's not dwell on the past." Chang Haihe frowned, his tone becoming more serious.
"What goes around comes around. When they fall into your hands in the future, you can settle the score with them slowly."
As he spoke, his gaze swept through the car window at the fleeting street scene outside, a sinister glint in his eyes—he couldn't afford to lose this game, nor could he tolerate losing.
The car came to a steady stop at the port dock, the tires making a soft sound as they rolled over the gravel on the ground.
Looking out the car window, Chang Haihe and Chang Miaomiao saw a giant cruise ship moored on the shore.
The ship lay on the azure sea like a giant black whale, with multiple decks stacked one on top of the other as you looked up.
Soaring straight into the sky, the mast at the top almost pierces the gray sky, its magnificent momentum taking one's breath away.
Winnie quickly walked around to the back of the car and respectfully opened the door. The father and daughter exchanged a glance and got out of the car one after the other.
The sea breeze, carrying a salty scent, swept over Chang Miaomiao, causing her skirt to flutter slightly.
She subconsciously pulled the shawl around her shoulders, her fingertips slightly cold from nervousness.
Not far away, Andy Coles was being escorted by a group of bodyguards in black as he walked towards the giant ship.
He stood tall and walked with a steady gait, as if he were the master of this dock.
Winnie led the way, the sound of her high heels clicking on the ground particularly clear in the sea breeze.
The bodyguards in sunglasses following behind moved in unison, exuding a menacing aura and keeping bystanders at a distance.
"Let's go," Chang Haihe said in a low voice, taking the lead and following behind.
Chang Miaomiao took a deep breath, suppressing her anxiety, knowing there was no turning back now.
She had no choice but to bite the bullet, lift her skirt, and keep up with the group.
The boarding stairs swayed slightly beneath my feet; each step upward felt like a step into an unknown gamble.
The sea breeze made her ears buzz, but it couldn't dispel the invisible sense of oppression.