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Chapter 74 Suzhou Crab Farm? Disaster Strikes Out of the Sky While Sitting at Home.
Who knew that with his bizarre actions as a completely amateur, idiotic "ace agent"!
The situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse; now that I think about it, I can only go next week?
It felt so late!
Moreover, this is a perfect and reasonable excuse to leave Shanghai!
Going to Hong Kong! Under the guise of an academic visit! My British passport is still valid there!
But then a problem arose: if he went to Hong Kong, Captain Wayne and his sailors could not accompany him to protect him.
Hong Kong is also a melting pot of all sorts of people, with triads, the Royal Hong Kong Police Force, and petty thugs running rampant, making personal safety a major concern.
His gaze involuntarily drifted to Feng Chengcheng beside him, who looked concerned, and an even bolder idea instantly took shape.
He took a deep breath, trying to make his expression look natural, even carrying a hint of fatigue and a desire to relax after just recovering from the "battle report attack," and said, "Uncle Feng, Chengcheng, it's quite a coincidence."
He picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth to ease his nervousness, and continued, "I just received an invitation from Victoria University in Hong Kong yesterday, asking me to give a few academic lectures on physics next week."
I was still hesitant, after all, I have courses and research to do in Shanghai.
He paused, looked at Feng Jingyao, and his tone became more relaxed: "I just heard Uncle Feng mention that Mr. Lu Yunsheng is also in Hong Kong, and Uncle Feng also intends to go there."
It just so happens that I also studied and lived in Hong Kong. In addition to academic exchanges, I would like to go back and experience the charm of Hong Kong again. I wonder if I could invite Chengcheng to come with me?
It would be good to have company, and perhaps... I might even have the honor of paying a visit to my idol, the esteemed Mr. Lu?
The restaurant fell silent immediately after he said that.
Feng Chengcheng suddenly raised her head, her pretty face instantly turning bright red, all the way to her ears, and her heart began to race!
A lone man and a lone woman traveling together to Hong Kong?
In this day and age, this is almost equivalent to the most straightforward marriage proposal and confirmation of a relationship!
She glanced at her father instinctively, her eyes filled with shyness, surprise, and a hint of barely concealed anticipation and joy.
Feng Jingyao's hand, which was holding a teacup, froze in mid-air. A glint flashed in his eyes as he carefully examined Han Zhenhua.
As shrewd as he was, he immediately sensed something unusual in Han Zhenhua's sudden shift from his earlier "loss of composure" to his current invitation for Chengcheng to travel to Hong Kong. This was far more than just a romantic whim among young people.
He could see a hint of urgency and determination hidden deep in Han Zhenhua's eyes, as if he were plotting something.
Based on the fierce battle and the turmoil in Shanghai's underworld that were just discussed, Feng Jingyao was almost certain that Han Zhenhua's sudden decision to go to Hong Kong was not as simple as an academic exchange. It was very likely that he had encountered some great trouble and needed to temporarily leave Shanghai to avoid disaster.
However, looking at his daughter's shy and bashful appearance, clearly showing that she was already deeply in love, he sighed inwardly, thinking, "A daughter is like a tree that cannot be kept at home once she grows up."
He hesitated for a moment, then looked at his daughter instead of answering Han Zhenhua directly, asking in a calm tone, "Chengcheng, what do you think? Teacher Han has invited you to Hong Kong to relax. Would you be willing?"
Feng Chengcheng's face turned even redder. She lowered her head, nervously twisting her handkerchief in her hands. Her voice was barely audible, yet she said clearly, "It all depends on...it all depends on Daddy's decision...but...but I haven't seen Uncle Lu for a long time..." The meaning behind her words was all too clear.
Feng Jingyao understood immediately, and laughed, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere: "Alright! Since Teacher Han has extended such a warm invitation, and Chengcheng is willing, then as her father, I naturally have no reason to object."
He put down his teacup, his expression turning serious, and said to Han Zhenhua, "Zhenhua, although Hong Kong is British territory, in these times, nowhere is absolutely safe. I'm not entirely at ease with the two of you going there."
He turned to Afu, who was standing to the side, and instructed him, "Afu, go and call Aqiang over."
Soon, a middle-aged man with a lean build, steady gaze, and dressed in a short-sleeved shirt strode into the restaurant and bowed to Feng Jingyao: "Sir, you wanted to see me?"
"Ah Qiang," Feng Jingyao said, pointing to Han Zhenhua and Feng Chengcheng, "Teacher Han and Miss will be setting off for Hong Kong soon."
You select eight of the most skilled and intelligent brothers from our Yizhantang, along with two meticulous and reliable maids, to accompany and protect you.
Follow Teacher Han and Miss's arrangements for all activities, and ensure their safety at all times!
"Yes, sir! Don't worry! I will handle it perfectly!" Ah Qiang accepted the order without hesitation, his eyes quickly and respectfully sweeping over Han Zhenhua and Feng Chengcheng.
Feng Jingyao then instructed Han Zhenhua and Cheng Cheng: "When you arrive in Hong Kong, first visit your Uncle Lu Yunsheng and give him my regards."
Although he had only recently arrived in Hong Kong and did not have a deep-rooted presence there, his extremely high prestige meant that one could ask him for help with anything.
"I'll have Ah-Qiang arrange the boat tickets and accommodations right away, so you don't need to worry."
A huge weight was lifted from Han Zhenhua's heart, and a sense of relief at escaping a desperate situation welled up within him. (He was unaware that his lengthy intelligence report of several thousand words had, by some twist of fate, not yet fallen into the hands of the Japanese. He was only thinking about national sentiments, national heroes, and top agents. His primary condition was to "stay alive." A dead genius is never a genius, and a dead hero can only be called a martyr.)
He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Feng Jingyao, saying, "Thank you so much, Uncle Feng! You've gone to so much trouble!"
With eight skilled members of the Green Gang and two maids accompanying them, plus the potential protection of Lu Yunsheng from Hong Kong, the safety factor was greatly increased! This escape plan was a success!
Feng Chengcheng also looked up happily, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for her upcoming trip to Hong Kong, and with an intense affection for Han Zhenhua.
Crab Capital Suzhou Crab Farm Trading Company is the largest supplier and distributor of hairy crabs from Suzhou and Yangcheng Lake!
General Manager Feng Dagang was busy directing his staff to handle various tasks when he heard a mailman on a green bicycle hand him a "returned" mail!
It is said that Rongchang Trading Company in Shanghai caught fire and is now completely under the control of the Japanese military police. Letters cannot be effectively delivered and can only be returned via the original route!
Feng Dagang looked at the letter with suspicion. It was addressed to "Zheng Shisong, General Manager of Rongchang Trading Company" and then to "Suzhou Crab Farm" at the bottom.
Upon opening the envelope and taking a closer look, he found a complete and detailed "Yangcheng Lake hairy crab order contract," and immediately flew into a rage, yelling, "Who the hell is playing a prank?"
"Are you crazy?! I'm the exclusive dealer of Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs, who the hell needs to order from Shanghai?!" With that, he viciously tore the entire "order contract" to shreds and threw it out the window, where it landed in the flowing Suzhou Creek...
Little did he know that his casual tearing and throwing would become the most regrettable thing he ever did, and would soon make the entire business experience what it meant to be "sitting at home when disaster strikes from the sky..."