He travelled rapidly along the way.
Although he did not talk about what happened in the afternoon as angrily as his son, it could be seen from the speed of his walking and the gloomy temperament that he was extremely uneasy inside.
Just as the two were about to cross the lobby and enter the elevator.
Someone blocked their way.
"You two must be my friends, right?"
Cero looked intently at the young man who was stopping them.
The man was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, still very young, with a pair of friendly smiling eyes. With a smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand to block them from leaving.
"Who are you?"
"I'm just an unimportant passerby. I came here just to pass on a message." Zhang Yang's smiling eyes were always curved, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Sero asked seriously: "Are you the one he sent?"
It goes without saying who he is!
Zhang Yang didn't respond, still with that smiling face and eyes, but what he said made the two of them fall into an ice cellar: "There will be a ship bound for Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand at the port at 8 o'clock. You need to catch this ship to have a chance to see the person you are looking for."
The young man instantly became furious and wanted to rush forward: "My sister is in your hands?"
"Go boat!" Zero shouted and pulled him.
“…” The young man was unable to disobey his father, so he clenched his teeth and looked at Zhang Yang with eyes that were about to spit out flames.
Zhang Yang, however, seemed not to sense the danger. He slowly brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes and raised his smiling eyes: "Don't be impulsive. This is Beijing. If you are impulsive here, you will pay the price."
"Where is he?" Cero ignored the provocation in the other party's words and asked directly: "Where did he take my daughter?"
Zhang Yang did not give a direct answer: "The ship will not stay. It will leave the port after eight o'clock. You have time to consider, but not much."
He also looked at the time on his watch and told the two: "It's 7:05 now. You still have 55 minutes to get to the port."
"Hehe." Zero laughed in anger, staring at him with eyes as if poisoned: "Do you know who you are talking to?" Zhang Yang didn't care: "I don't know, so I only conveyed what I should convey. Other than that, I have nothing to say!"
The muscles on Zero's cheeks twitched constantly, and he stared at Zhang Yang for several seconds. Just when Zhang Yang was about to remind him of the time again.
Sero moved, and called his son behind him with a cold face: "Xingzhou, let's go."
Zhang Yang waited until they entered the elevator before he let out a sigh of relief.
The oppressive feeling from the other party was no weaker than that of some big shots he had met. Fortunately, he had seen some of the world and usually followed Young Master Qin to have dinner with Old Master Ye and others.
Otherwise, if he was suddenly asked to talk to such a person face to face, he might not be able to keep his composure as he did just now.
Zhang Yang walked out of the hotel and called Ye Wangchuan back.
"Master Wang, I met them and conveyed your words to them."
*
Waited until 8 o'clock.
The two members of the Theron family arrived at the port on time.
It was rush hour at the port. The setting sun shone on the sea and there were crowds of people. Yingshi was nowhere to be found.
Zero's expression became more and more ugly.
He looked around but couldn't find anyone. He took a deep breath and was about to return to the city when the cell phone in his clothes suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone and saw an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the call.
"…Hello."
The words haven't finished yet.
He heard a voice as cold as ice and with a hint of sinisterness: "Turn around and look in your four o'clock direction."
(End of this chapter)