Xia Xiaolan finally had to drag Zhou Cheng away.

After being teased by the single friends, Zhou Cheng’s pride had inflated to the extreme. He wanted to take Xia Xiaolan on a night tour of Beijing, but when she imagined Zhou Cheng holding her hand and shouting all the way, her face burned with embarrassment. She had to use both coaxing and trickery to get Zhou Cheng off the street.

“You still haven’t said what to do with this bankbook?”

Zhou Cheng put the bankbook back in Xia Xiaolan’s pocket, “Grandmother gave it to you, so you keep it. You deserve this money!”

To keep most of the old lady’s family assets?

Xia Xiaolan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “This is like using small money to cheat big money. Wouldn’t that mean I’m profiting?”

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

Zhou Cheng looked at his watch, “It’s already nine o’clock, I need to take you back to school.”

The semester had just started, and dormitory inspections were very strict. If she returned late, they would have to disturb the dorm manager, and Zhou Cheng didn’t want people at school gossiping.

Xia Xiaolan thought about her class schedule for tomorrow, “Is the person staying at the Military General Hospital? I’ll go visit tomorrow at noon.”

Zhou Cheng originally didn’t want to tire out his wife, but thinking of Wei Juanhong, he nodded.

Wei Juanhong seemed to be only in her early twenties, not much older than Xiaolan, and Xiaolan also came from a rural family background. Perhaps she could better understand Wei Juanhong’s thoughts. Zhou Cheng also felt awkward having heart-to-heart talks with Wei Juanhong; perhaps if Xiaolan approached her, Sister-in-law Wei would have fewer reservations.

…

Shenzhen.

Du Zhaohui went to find Ke Yixiong in the afternoon.

He was used to staying up late, but the mainland side of Guangzhou was far different from Hong Kong – there wasn’t much entertainment. Young Master Du couldn’t possibly go find a girl at a small hair salon for company.

This was where the mainland couldn’t compare to Hong Kong – there weren’t many entertainment venues.

The Xiangmihu Holiday Village in Shenzhen was about to open, with an Xiangmihu nightclub inside, but that was being renovated by Liu Tianquan.

Liu Tianquan wasn’t just doing renovations; he was also going to supply hostesses. Du Zhaohui was afraid of having his throat slit in the night if he embraced that kind of woman.

As it turned out, Ke Yixiong’s actions were indeed quick. While Du Zhaohui was lying awake, at ten o’clock at night, news came from Ke Yixiong’s side.

Du Zhaohui was wearing a bathrobe when Ke Yixiong brought a young woman to the hotel suite.

“Boss Du, we’ve found one of the people you wanted. The other two were sold somewhere a bit far away, they might arrive tomorrow morning. Have someone verify if this is her.”

“Ah Hua, call Xia Dajun over to take a look.”

Xia Hongxia had been trembling. The help note she had sent out had no response for so long, and that kind-hearted customer never appeared again. She had resigned herself to staying at the small hair salon when Brother Feng suddenly moved her from the salon to another place.

From Brother Feng’s meaning, it seemed someone had come asking about her.

Could it be her Second Uncle?

Or had her parents come to rescue her?

Xia Hongxia had been locked up for several days, eating only cold noodles and steamed buns. Life was so bad that she would rather go back to the small hair salon to wash customers’ hair!

Although some customers would get handsy during hair washing, at least there was hot food to eat.

From hope to despair, Xia Hongxia was nearly driven crazy. When Ke Yixiong’s men came to get her, she even bargained, asking if they could send her back to the salon… Ke Yixiong’s men were all stunned. They’d seen many chaste and righteous women, but such spineless ones were rare.

Women with such high ideological awareness, even if ordinary-looking, could earn money for them for a long time. Sending Xia Hongxia back would be quite a waste.

Ke Yixiong’s men were so shocked by Xia Hongxia that they were speechless. They silently followed Ke Yixiong’s instructions and brought Xia Hongxia to the White Cloud Hotel. Xia Hongxia’s miserable appearance kept catching the front desk’s furtive glances.

They mentioned looking for Mr. Du from Hong Kong, and enduring contemptuous looks, brought Xia Hongxia to the suite.

Xia Hongxia was both desperate and confused. She didn’t know Du Zhaohui, but his face had “wealthy” written all over it. Xia Hongxia thought these bad people were going to give her to a rich boss, which wasn’t a bad outcome.

When she heard the name “Xia Dajun,” Xia Hongxia pitifully raised her head.

“Are you Boss Du from Hong Kong? Did my Second Uncle ask you to save me?”

Wasn’t the Boss Du that Second Uncle Xia Dajun followed also Boss Du?

So the two Boss Dus were the same person.

Du Zhaohui stepped back several steps. He had never seen such a shabby woman emanating such a stench.

Damn it, couldn’t she look in a mirror at herself? How dare someone like this try to act pitifully and seduce him?

Of the three Xia sisters Du Zhaohui had met, seeing Xia Xiaolan was stunning, seeing Xia Ziyu was perplexing, and seeing Xia Hongxia… sorry, he just wanted to escape this room. When Xia Dajun entered, Xia Hongxia wailed “Second Uncle,” and after confirming Xia Hongxia’s identity, Du Zhaohui fled the room. It was too smelly; if he didn’t leave, he would vomit.

He couldn’t stay in this room either. Being rich meant being willful – Du Zhaohui immediately had the hotel open another suite.

“Boss Ke, let’s leave the space for reuniting relatives and talk here instead. Boss Ke means that tomorrow morning, the remaining two Xia family members can also be found, right? I trust Boss Ke. You and your brothers have traveled far – please name your price.”

Just having gang leaders find three people, a reward of tens of thousands would be acceptable to Du Zhaohui.

But now Ke Yixiong has become reserved:

“I’ve long heard that Boss Du is generous. I don’t plan to ask for money; I just want to be friends with Boss Du.”

Not wanting money meant being quite greedy. Just like Xia Ziyu, helping with a small favor but wanting to discuss some cooperation – Du Zhaohui now rather disliked this approach.

If Xia Ziyu hadn’t “predicted” correctly about the Soviet leadership change, Du Zhaohui would have told them to get lost!

Now he still hadn’t figured out what resources Xia Ziyu was relying on, which was why he came to help find the Xia family members. Yet here was another Ke Yixiong. Du Zhaohui suppressed his discomfort, “Boss Ke is too polite. In the jianghu world, destiny makes us friends. But business is business – compensation is compensation, our friendship is another matter.”

Ke Yixiong smiled, looking very pleasant:

“Without some sincerity, I wouldn’t dare to be friends with Boss Du.”

He handed over an envelope, and Du Zhaohui gestured for Ah Hua to take it.

Inside was a wanted notice from the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau for the suspects who had once attacked Du Zhaohui and were still at large.

“Boss Ke’s meaning…”

Ah Hua turned over the wanted notice, which had several pieces of information written on the back.

“Boss Du, this is my sincerity in making friends. I can’t catch these people – heard they already took a boat to smuggle themselves to Hong Kong. The waves at sea are big; these three might have already become fish food. Naturally, no one can claim Boss Du’s reward.”

Du Zhaohui took the wanted notice from Ah Hua’s hand. There were some addresses.

Three addresses were from the mainland, probably the three robbers’ hometowns.

But one address was a port in Hong Kong.

This was rather amusing – after all his searching without finding any traces, it turned out to be right under his nose. This Hong Kong port was Du’s family territory.