"Your face." The shopkeeper put a bowl of steaming Ramen in front of Fu Yan, looked out the window and said, "what a beautiful boat, right?"
"Ah, yes..." he answered casually. Fu Yan looked up and looked down the shop owner's eyes. He saw a super yacht parked on the deep-water wharf outside the port, which was like a black-and-white light, glittering in the morning light. He didn't feel that he sincerely said, "it's really bright."
"It arrived late last night. It was said that the ship was damaged by a big storm when cruising," tut Tut, and the shop owner sighed, "it's a good ship. Such a big storm actually only damaged so much."
"Yes." Fu Yan nodded in response, but he was unwilling to say more. The fishing village was just separated from the port where the owner of the boat was located by Kobe port. The folk custom here was simple, and because there was a yacht dock, the income was not a problem. It was so clean that there was no underworld. It was after he thought in the cold wind for an hour that he decided to hide in the place where those people came to pick him up.
Originally, he wanted to go to Kobe to meet them, but when he set out, he decided to let them pick him up. After seeing these thrilling three days, he fully understood how terrible the Yamaguchi group was. He was afraid that as long as he entered Kobe, he would be recognized by others and met by a large group of people in black suits.
Seeing that Fu Yan was obviously unwilling to talk more, the shopkeeper didn't say more. He turned around and talked with the guests who had just come in about the super yacht that had excited the whole village just a few hours after arriving at the dock.
After eating a mouthful of noodles, Fu Yan unconsciously looked at the road in front of the port, although he knew that those people could not rush from Kobe so quickly.
Those people... Fu Yan didn't expect that the last phone call that person gave him was from the National Security Bureau. That person has always been in a high position. He replied to him within an hour and reached a deal.
He said everything he knew, and handed over all the accounts of money laundering by SP fund in recent years to them, and they, to ensure his life safety, took him back to China.
He knew that even if he said everything about taking back China, he could not escape prison, but it was better than just dying in a foreign country. Moreover, he was only responsible for money laundering and surrendered himself for meritorious deeds. The sentence was not heavy, and he could come out in a few years.
Although SP is gone, his apparent assets in Japan will be taken away to repay this debt, but he also has some hidden assets, such as the money in the account opened in Switzerland in the name of his daughter who is with his ex-wife. Although it is said that the money belongs to his daughter in name, will his daughter really not give it to him at that time? And the properties bought for my ex-wife and daughter
As long as you live, there is hope.
After eating a bowl of noodles without knowing the taste, there was a car noise at the intersection. Fu Yan suddenly looked up and saw that it was two black Toyota jeeps. He was relieved and hurriedly took out his phone to send text messages to each other.
The speed of the two cars slowed down obviously, and then stopped by the roadside near the shop, and two people got down from the first car.
A slender, straight man with a small flat head shaved, wearing a wide jacket, leisurely steps, but sharp eyes, and the corners of his eyes have swept around when he moves.
The other one is handsome, with a small part left and a fashionable highlight. He wears a casual suit casually and naturally, with a harmless smile on his lips. He looks around and takes another person to the shop.
When the doorbell rang and saw a stranger coming in, the shopkeeper laughed and said, "what do the guests want to eat?"
Glancing at Fu Yan, the little boy asked for two bowls of recruitment Ramen hung on the wall of the store in Japanese, and then the two sat opposite Fu Yan.
"Fu Yan? This is Shen Chen and this is Cheng Cheng." With a slight gesture to Fu Yan, Shen Chen sat down, glanced at Cheng Cheng, who had turned around to look at the super yacht on the dock three times, and pulled him.
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"Hello." Fu Yan's voice trembled with excitement and whispered softly.
Looking at the bowl in front of him, Shen Chen said with a cordial smile, "don't be afraid, since we are here, no one can move you, as long as you can do what you say, see? That super yacht? That's ours."
Poof, Cheng Cheng turned around in an emergency and sprayed the wheat tea just drunk from the shop owner. He avoided spraying it directly on Fu Yan's face, but a few drops fell on the shop owner who turned back to prepare noodles.
"It's too hot..." when the shopkeeper looked back in surprise, Cheng Cheng apologized in Chinese, regardless of the fact that the tea cup in his hand was warm and suitable.
Although he didn't understand, the shopkeeper still wiped the table enthusiastically and gave him a new cup of tea.
Shen Chen glared at Cheng Cheng with your dirty expression, with a smile on his face. He turned to Fu Yan and said, "what's up? Have you brought something?"
"I'll give it to you when I return to China." Glancing at Cheng Cheng secretly, Fu Yan bit his teeth and said.
"Mr. Fu, the deal is about honesty. We agreed to give me something and we'll take you back." Shen Chen still smiled lightly, but his smile was cold.
"What if I give you something, but you can't protect me?" Fu Yan said, his calm eyes glanced between the two and said, "the super yacht was damaged in the storm and came to be repaired. The ship's registry is not Chinese..." are you trying to cheat me? When I sat here waiting for you, all I heard was this group of villagers discussing the super yacht.
Silently, he laughed twice. Cheng Cheng took a look of schadenfreude in his eyes. Shen Chen looked down and drank water honestly, calling you to blow!
"If it weren't for this, I could take you away smoothly?" Shen Chen's eyelashes didn't move for a moment, leisurely picked up the tea cup and drank a mouthful of water: "do you think you can go through serious channels with your current situation? Even if we extradite you officially, you need to spend some time in Japan, and now, you don't dare to stay here for only a minute?"
Fu Yan was stunned and bit his lower lip unconsciously. For a minute, he didn't dare to stay for a second. On this day, he hid in this fishing village. When he saw people dressed in black, he was frightened for a long time. He didn't even dare to go out of the door. He leaned against the window with a suitcase in his hand to watch the outside movement.
"Give me something and I'll send you aboard." Glancing at the struggle in his eyes, Shen Chen felt the edge of the tea cup and said leisurely.
"How can you prove that the ship is yours?" After struggling for a minute, Fu Yan asked in a low voice.
"Proof?" Shen Chen hissed. From the window, he saw several people coming down from the yacht and coming along the dock. He said to Cheng Cheng, "team Cheng, please go and tell them that our pick-up has arrived, and then get on the boat."
Uh? what! Cheng Cheng, who had been pretending to be dead, was stunned. He looked up and stared at Shen Chen with the expression that you want to kill me.
Shen Chen glanced at him faintly and said, "I believe Mr. Fu means what he says. It's nothing to say hello to them first." Say, face Cheng Cheng's eyes blinked, the hand under the table quickly wrote on Cheng Cheng's leg, say a word with them and wave here.
Cheng Cheng stared at him and couldn't speak. I can't speak a word in Japanese. How do you want me to chat up! Although angry, he still turned to look at the several people who had walked down the port plank road to the village pointed by Shen Chen.
Shit! Acquaintance!