Zhou Jian asked Zhao Yang this way.
Zhao Yang thought for a while, then looked at Zhou Jian: "Although I feel so, I'm afraid I'm overthinking it."
Zhou Jian waved his hand: "Zhao Yang, we have been friends for so many years. What you think is what I think. Your guess is 80% correct."
Zhao Yang frowned and adjusted the glasses on his face: "But if Song Yunxuan was cooperating with Huo Ting behind the scenes, how did she know the news? Only people within the Huo family know about the cargo ship transportation of the Huo family. information."
Zhou Jian put his hands on the table, slowly closed them, and didn't speak for a long time.
Zhao Yang frowned and thought hard. Zhou Jian sighed several times before raising his head: "I think the news may have been stolen."
"Where did you steal it from?"
Zhao Yang asked him in surprise.
Zhou Jian didn't waste any time thinking this time, and just grinned: "No matter where it was stolen from, the person who found out it was stolen will probably feel angry that he was tricked."
Not everyone knows about the Huo family's cargo ship smuggling, but if the people who know about it are probably people who have a close relationship with the Huo family.
And this person with a deep relationship is worthy of deep thought.
If this person has a very close relationship with the Huo family, to the extent that he knows everything contained in the Huo family's cargo ship, then he is either a close friend or a bitter enemy.
There are countless enemies and friends of the Huo family.
It's hard to know for sure who has this kind of information.
Therefore, no one can be sure where this news came from.
The people who watched this incident couldn't be sure, and the Huo family, the person involved, couldn't be sure either.
Therefore, neither outsiders nor insiders can see through the context of this matter.
At this moment, the Huo family was already in a state of chaos.
Huo Qixiong's furious voice almost lifted the roof off.
There was a loud snap.
He swept the Song porcelain vase as a decoration from the mahogany flower stand.
The broken porcelain pieces almost made Mrs. Huo's heart bleed. Huo Jiaying, who was too frightened to speak next to her, also looked pale.
The Song porcelain vase that Huo Qixiong pushed down and broke was very expensive, and it was my mother who went through a lot of effort to get it back from Christie's auction house. My father actually broke my mother's most precious Song porcelain vase. .
It can be seen how angry my father was this time.
Huo Qixiong has become bloated by the time he is in his fifties. Even though he was strong when he was young, he is still a little weak when he is old.
After just cursing and throwing something, I felt out of breath.
Huo Ting came over to help him: "Daddy, you have to pay attention to your health. This matter is not hopeless."
"Is there any help?" Huo Qixiong was offended by the second half of Huo Ting's words. He pointed his finger at Zhang Yufang, who was sitting on the sofa. "I told her not to do such risky things, but she still doesn't know at all. Reinforce yourself! Look, what should we do now?"
Zhang Yufang raised her eyes and looked at Huo Qixiong's furious look. She wanted to open her mouth, but was a little timid for fear of saying the wrong thing and making Huo Qixiong unhappy again.
Huo Jiaying over there saw her eldest brother persuading her father, and she also intervened: "Daddy, Mommy is also thinking about the Huo family. After all, it has been profitable so many times before, and nothing has happened."
Huo Qixiong became even more furious after being persuaded by Huo Jiaying: "What do you know? You are still talking to your mommy. How can you clean up after you have caused such an embarrassing thing?!"
Huo Jiaying lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say after being scolded.
Huo Ting pressed his father on the sofa and put the tea in his hand: "Daddy, I'll go to the customs and tell them about smuggling. Don't be angry again, or you'll get angry."
Zhang Yufang glared at Huo Ting without leaving any trace, and rushed to speak: "Since I am responsible for this matter, I can handle it myself at the customs."
Huo Ting raised his eyebrows slightly but did not speak immediately.
However, Huo Qixiong was just about to drink tea. When he heard these words, he had no time to drink. He slapped the teacup on the table and pointed at Zhang Yufang with an angry face: "Do you think you are more capable than Ating? Or do you think you have a higher status than Ating? What about the customs? If I hadn't seen you as my wife, Huo Qixiong, I wouldn't have even looked at you. Now you still have the nerve to go to the customs? "
Huo Ting tepidly persuaded Zhang Yufang, who was choking and sulking: "Mommy, leave this matter to me. I will handle it for you. You and Daddy should calm down. If I can't handle this matter, I have to trouble Mommy to go there in person."
This was said very tactfully, which not only elevated Zhang Yufang's status, but also successfully squeezed Zhang Yufang out.
Zhang Yufang's opportunity to make amends was intercepted by Huo Ting calmly.
Naturally, Huo Jiaying couldn't hear anything wrong with what her eldest brother said. She raised her hand to hold her mother's hand and said, "Mommy, leave this matter to your eldest brother. He will definitely be able to handle it."
Zhang Yufang was so filled with hatred that she couldn't say anything more, so she could only agree.
When Huo Ting gradually calmed down, he spoke to Zhang Yufang: "You have had a hard time managing cargo ships in the past few years. Why not let Huo Ting take care of it for you for a while? He is not young anymore."
Zhang Yufang was shocked. She understood that Huo Qixiong wanted to reduce the power in her hands, and she would naturally not be willing.
A smile immediately appeared on her face: "It's not as hard as you think. I've been used to taking care of him for so many years. A Ting may not be too familiar with it once he gets started. Why don't you wait for me to take care of it and then take care of him personally?" "
Huo Qixiong refused directly: "No, Ah Ting has gotten to know me a lot over the years, but I won't find it too difficult to manage a cargo ship."
Zhang Yufang didn't want Huo Ting to take over what she was doing anyway, but she couldn't think of any other excuse at the moment.
Huo Qixiong was too lazy to listen to her anymore. He got up and walked out of the living room without drinking any tea.
Huo Ting also went out with Huo Qixiong.
When he was about to go out, he looked back and saw Zhang Yufang looking at him with her bright red lips pressed angrily.
He was a little confused, but after turning his head, his eyes changed and he showed a cool smile.
Zhang Yufang's ambitions in the Huo family have also grown too much. It's time for her to understand what a woman should and shouldn't do in the Huo family.
He followed Huo Qixiong out.
After Huo Qixiong gave a few explanations, he went to see the director of the General Administration of Customs that night.
The dinner lasted from eight o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening. After the dinner, Huo Ting accompanied the director to renew the stall.
The group of people dispersed one after another in the early morning.
Huo Ting drank a lot of wine, but his mind was still clear.
When I came out of the hotel where I checked in, I saw Chu Mochen entering the hotel with his assistant.
Huo Ting's footsteps paused. Chu Mochen raised his eyes and saw him, and stopped three steps away from him.
The assistant followed Chu Mochen, closed his mouth, and stopped talking.
"Come back so late?"
Chu Mochen looked at his eyes and face and frowned: "Shouldn't your dinner tonight go smoothly?"
"It's not that simple." He raised his hand and loosened his tie. He felt hot from drinking too much wine and had a slight chest tightness. "You don't know, something difficult happened in my family. I drank less, and things got worse." It can’t be solved.”
Chu Mochen smiled, with a pair of obsidian-like eyes filled with distrust of Huo Ting. He walked past him and said, "I think the reason why you drank so much tonight is because you were too happy."
Huo Ting raised his head, his drunkenness welling up, but he didn't say any truth about his drunken gaffe.
However, there was a smile with a bit of ferocious joy on the corner of his lips.
Yes, he couldn't be happier.
This was the first time she had grabbed the tail of Zhang Yufang, an old vixen, and gave her a hard whip.
He was really grateful to Song Yunxuan who gave her the transaction information.
Seeing Chu Mochen walking forward, the assistant hurriedly followed, but was slightly stunned when he passed Huo Ting.
The smile on Huo Ting's lips made the assistant shiver slightly.
"Master Chu."
"how?"
The assistant turned around and glanced at Huo Ting who was standing there, and spoke to Chu Mochen in a low voice: "When something happened to the Huo family this time, there must be outsiders involved."
Chu Mochen's eyes were dark and thick, and his thin lips uttered three words coldly: "I know."
Of course he knew someone was helping Huo Ting.
Moreover, he also knew that person was Song Yunxuan.
When the assistant saw that he was about to enter the hotel room, he asked too eloquently: "Aren't you going to the hotel where Miss Song is staying tonight?"
Chu Mochen pursed his lips, his expression cold and silent.
The assistant was shocked that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, so he shut his mouth and left.
After Chu Mochen returned to his room, he took a shower first, and then went to bed to open his laptop.
The password of his laptop was actually broken in a few minutes, and... Still browsing without trace, he didn't know how much information Song Yunxuan had read in his computer.
He doesn't want to see Song Yunxuan now.
This woman said she would be obedient and would obediently make promises to him for what he asked for.
But as soon as she turns around, she will forget all the promises she made.
Her way of going back on her word made him extremely disgusted.
He turned off his computer and turned off the lights to sleep.
The ringtone on his phone suddenly rang. He reached out and took it over. Song Yunxuan's name was on the flickering screen.
The phone rang for a long time, but he had no intention of picking it up.
Song Yunxuan hung up first.
Half an hour later, Song Yunxuan called again.
He pressed the answer button, and her voice immediately came over there: "Are you busy?"
"We can't go back for the time being."
Song Yunxuan smiled and her voice became very gentle: "Then I'll wait for you."
Very brief words, and then after a brief silence, I heard him respond.
She closed the line and ended the call.
He sat up in bed, completely awake.
She said to wait for him, but he didn't come right away.
At four o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night, it started to rain outside, the wind was blowing loudly, and the weather station even said there was thunder.
This winter begins to end with the arrival of typhoons.
Chu Mochen personally drove to the sea view hotel where Song Yunxuan was staying.
He took the elevator up, and the doorbell at the door rang, and the door to the room was opened.
Song Yunxuan was wearing off-white pajamas and a loose knitted sweater of the same color outside. When she saw it was him, she curved her lips: "You said you would come back later. Did you come back too late?"
"I want to take a bath."
Song Yunxuan turned around and said, "I'll put the bath water in for you."
She was unusually gentle, and Chu Mochen began to feel the gloom in his heart getting worse.
A pair of eyes also became much more gloomy.