"Your noodles." The store owner put a bowl of steaming ramen in front of Fu Yan, looked out the window, and said, "What a beautiful boat, isn't it?"
"Ah, yes..." Responding casually, Fu Yan raised his head and followed the eyes of the shop owner, and saw a superyacht parked on the deep-water pier outside the port, like a black and white light, in the morning light The eyes were shining brightly, and he said sincerely, "It's so beautiful."
"I arrived late at night last night, and it was said that the ship was damaged in a big storm while cruising." Tsk-tsk twice, and the shop owner sighed: "It's really a good ship. It was only damaged a little in such a big storm."
"Yes." Fu Yan nodded in response, but he was unwilling to say more. This fishing village is just across Kobe Port from the port where the ship owner is located. The people here are simple and simple, and because there is a yacht dock, income is not a problem. It is so clean that there are no gangsters. , It was he who thought for an hour in the cold wind before deciding to come and hide in the place where those people came to pick him up.
Originally, he wanted to go to Kobe to meet them, but he decided to let them come to pick them up when he was about to leave. After seeing this thrilling three days, he fully understood how terrifying the Yamaguchi-gumi is. He was afraid that as long as he entered Kobe, he would die He will be recognized and greeted by a large group of people in black suits.
Seeing that Fu Yan was obviously unwilling to talk more, the shop owner didn't say much, and turned around to chat with the guests who just came in about the super yacht that had excited the whole village within a few hours of arriving at the pier.
After taking a mouthful of noodles, Fu Yan unconsciously looked at the road in front of the port again, although he knew that those people couldn't rush over from Kobe so quickly.
Those people... Fu Yan didn't expect that the last call that person gave him was from the National Security Bureau. That person has always been in a high position, but he replied within an hour and reached a deal.
He told them everything he knew, and handed over all the accounts of the sp fund laundering money for others in the past few years, and they, guaranteeing his life, took him back to China.
He knew that even if he told everything when he was taken back to China, he might not be able to escape from prison, but it was better than dying in a foreign country like this. Moreover, he was only responsible for money laundering and surrendered to meritorious deeds, so the sentence should not be serious , it will come out in a few years.
Although the sp is gone, his apparent assets in Japan will be taken away to repay the debt this time, but he still 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 the money belongs to the daughter in name, but the daughter will not really refuse to give it to him at that time, right? And those properties bought for ex-wife and daughter...
As long as there is life, there is hope.
When he finished eating a bowl of noodles without knowing the taste, there was the sound of a car at the intersection. Fu Yan suddenly looked up and saw two black Toyota jeeps. He felt relieved and hurriedly took out his phone to send a text message to the other party.
The speed of the two cars slowed down significantly, and then they stopped on the side of the road near the small shop, and two people got off the first car.
A tall and slender figure with a small crew cut, wearing a large jacket, walking leisurely but with sharp eyes, the corners of his eyes have scanned the surrounding area when he moves.
The other one has a handsome face with a small parted hair and fashionable highlights. He is wearing a casual suit casually and has a harmless smile on his lips. He looks around and leads the other person to the small The store is coming.
When the doorbell rang, seeing a stranger came in, the shop owner smiled and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Looking at Fu Yan, the little guy ordered two bowls of recruiting ramen hanging on the wall of the store in Japanese, and then the two sat opposite Fu Yan.
"Fu Yan? I'm Shen Chen, this is Cheng Cheng." With a slight gesture to Fu Yan, Shen Chen sat down, glanced at Cheng Cheng who had turned his head to look at the super yacht on the pier three times, and pulled him .
"Hello." Fu Yan said softly with some excitement trembling in his voice.
Glancing at the noodle bowl in front of him, Shen Chen said with a friendly smile: "Don't be afraid, since we're here, no one can touch you, as long as you can do what you said, see? That super yacht ? That's ours."
With a puff, Cheng Cheng turned his head in an emergency, and sprayed out the barley tea that the shop owner had just drunk, avoiding spraying directly on Fu Yan's face, but a few drops landed on the shop where he turned to go back to make noodles on the boss.
"It's too hot..." Cheng Cheng said apologetically in Chinese when the shop owner turned his head in surprise, regardless of the fact that the teacup in his hand was actually warm.
Although he didn't understand, the shop owner still enthusiastically wiped the table clean and gave him a new cup of tea.
Shen Chen glared at Cheng Cheng with your dirty expression, and with a smile on his face, he turned to Fu Yan and said, "How? Did you bring anything?"
"I'll give it to you when I return to China." Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said with a peek at Cheng Cheng.
"Mr. Fu, honesty is what matters in business. We have agreed, give me the things, and we will take you back." Shen Chen still smiled lightly, but there was a coldness in his smile.
"What if I give you something, but you can't protect me?" Fu Yan said, his eyes that had calmed down glanced between the two, and said: "The super yacht was caught in a big storm. Those who came here for repairs were not registered in China..."You want to lie to me? All I listen to while I sit here waiting for you is this bunch of villagers talking about this superyacht.
Silently laughed twice, Cheng Cheng looked at Shen Chen gloatingly in his eyes, lowered his head and drank water honestly, telling you to blow it!
"If it weren't for this, would we be able to take you away smoothly?" Shen Chen didn't even move his eyelashes, and leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip of water: "Do you think that with your current behavior, you can go through serious channels? Even if we formally extradite You, you need to stay in Japan for some time, but now, you are afraid that you will not dare to stay here for a minute, right?"
Fu Yan was startled, and bit his lower lip unconsciously. He didn't dare to stay for a minute, he didn't dare to stay for a second. He was hiding in this fishing village this day, and he would tremble when he saw people in black clothes. Surprised for a while, he held the suitcase in one hand and leaned against the window to watch the movement outside, not even daring to leave the door.
"Give me something, and I'll take you on board." Glancing at the struggle in his eyes, Shen Chen touched the rim of the teacup and said leisurely.
"How do you prove that the ship is yours?" After struggling for a minute, Fu Yan asked in a low voice.
"Proof?" Shen Chen snorted, and saw a few people coming down from the yacht from the window and walking along the pier, and said to Cheng Cheng: "Cheng Dui, please tell them that the person we picked up has already arrived, and we will get on board later." ferry."
Uh? what! Cheng Cheng, who had been lowering his head and pretending to be dead, was startled for a moment, then raised his head and glared at Shen Chen with the expression of what do you mean you are trying to kill me.
Shen Chen glanced at him lightly, and said: "I believe that Mr. Fu means what he says, so it's okay to say hello to them first." As he spoke, he blinked at Cheng Cheng, and the hand under the table was in Cheng Cheng's hands. It was quickly written on the leg, just talk to them and recruit them here.
Cheng Cheng stared at him with wide eyes and was speechless, I don't know a word of Japanese, how do you want me to strike up a conversation! Although annoyed, he still turned his head to look at the few people that Shen Chen was pointing at with his other hand, who had walked down the port plank road and walked towards the village.
Depend on! acquaintance!