At half past seven in the evening, Wan Yunting and Su Ke’er returned after dinner. After sending her back to the emergency department for work, he returned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. Meng Hu was already there to pick him up, and Ling Xianzhong had also arrived.
"Boss Wan."
Meng Hu greeted him, and then the door of the Alpha business vehicle opened. Ling Xianzhong, dressed in a white suit and smoking a cigar, had a somber expression. After all, his precious son had fallen into Park Sung-won’s hands, making him extremely worried.
Wan Yunting nodded. Ling Xianzhong glanced at him. Meng Hu said, "It's getting late, let's get in the car first."
"Alright."
So Wan Yunting got into the car. He smiled at Ling Xianzhong and said, "Boss Ling, don't worry too much. Your son will definitely be fine."
"Mm." Ling Xianzhong responded in a low voice and said, "Tiger has explained everything to you."
"Yes." Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll follow your arrangements."
"Very good. I hope you don't disappoint me."
Ling Xianzhong was very satisfied with Wan Yunting's attitude.
Meng Hu sat in the passenger seat and instructed the driver to head towards Huadu International Airport. Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the airport. Wan Yunting and Meng Hu acted as bodyguards, accompanying Ling Xianzhong into the airport. They collected three tickets. Seeing that the time was just right, the three of them went through security and boarded the plane.
At the same time, Wan Yunting also asked Pang Yuan to use his connections to help him get a passport within two hours. Thus, he successfully passed security and boarded the plane with Meng Hu and Ling Xianzhong, sitting in the front first-class cabin.
Meanwhile, Niu Qiuling and another young police officer named Wu Qing also boarded the plane and sat in economy class.
Niu Qiuling pretended to be looking for someone and went into first class to have a look. Wan Yunting looked back, their eyes met for a moment, and then they immediately shifted their gaze away.
"What's wrong?"
When Meng Hu looked back, Niu Qiuling had already exited. Wan Yunting smiled and said, "Looking at the flight attendants."
This made Ling Xianzhong laugh. "Little Wan, as long as you successfully bring my son back this time, I'll throw a flight attendant party for you."
"Great."
Wan Yunting smirked, "Looks like I have to give it my all for the flight attendants..."
In economy class, Wu Qing saw Niu Qiuling return and asked, "How was it? Are they there?"
"Mm, they've already boarded the plane."
Niu Qiuling nodded. Due to the suddenness of this matter, she couldn't meet Wan Yunting for now. She would have to wait until they reached Country H to find an opportunity to meet and contact him.
"Attention passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please..."
The plane's announcement came through, and a beautiful flight attendant walked over. She smiled at Wan Yunting and said, "Excuse me, sir, the plane is about to take off. Please set your mobile phone to airplane mode."
"Oh, alright. I'll make one more call."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting dialed Cheng Kai’s number again. However, this time, the call directly displayed that the other party was unreachable.
This made Wan Yunting raise an eyebrow. He wondered what Cheng Kai was up to. He had wanted to contact him to ask about Gao Zhe, but he hadn't been able to reach him after calling all afternoon.
"It seems I'll have to settle this matter first and then find him when I get back."
Wan Yunting felt helpless. The plane took off. After leveling out, he was too lazy to chat with Meng Hu. He directly picked up a magazine, covered his face with it, reclined his seat, and fell asleep comfortably.
At half past ten in the evening, the plane slowly landed at Incheon International Airport in Country H...
"Boss Wan, we've arrived."
Meng Hu woke Wan Yunting up. He groggily opened his eyes, "So fast."
The plane stopped, and the three of them followed others off the plane. Meng Hu and Wan Yunting acted as bodyguards, escorting Ling Xianzhong, who walked in the middle. They began to vigilantly observe their surroundings.
As they walked out of the airport, they saw three black sedans parked nearby. Six young men stood beside them. Among them was a middle-aged man in a suit with two band-aids on his forehead. The moment he saw Ling Xianzhong emerge, he quickly stepped forward and respectfully called out, "Boss Ling..."
"Slap!"
Ling Xianzhong didn't say a word. He immediately slapped him and cursed, "Useless."
"I'm sorry, Boss Ling. It was my incompetence that I failed to protect Young Master."
This man, named Li Cong, was the assistant Ling Xianzhong had arranged to accompany his son, Ling Yaoyang, and develop in Country H.
"I'll deal with you later."
Ling Xianzhong gave him a fierce glare. Meng Hu immediately pulled open the door of the middle car for him to get in. Wan Yunting also followed, which made Li Cong curious. He didn't know who he was and why he could sit in the back with Boss Ling.
"Brother Cong, you drive."
Meng Hu said to him, and then pulled open the passenger door to get in. Li Cong came to his senses, waved his hand, and the other subordinates got into their respective cars. He then personally drove Ling Xianzhong, Wan Yunting, and the others back to their base camp in Seoul.
As soon as they left, Niu Qiuling and Wu Qing hailed a taxi. Wu Qing, who could speak Korean, told the driver to follow the convoy of Wan Yunting and the others.
Gangnam District, Seoul. A private villa garden was Ling Xianzhong's base camp in Country H.
In fact, he had only started developing in Country H in recent years because it was difficult to succeed in China.
After all, there were too many restrictions in the country now. Moreover, after his son Ling Yaoyang graduated from Seoul University, he chose to develop here. Therefore, half of Ling Xianzhong's assets were basically placed in Country H.
He actually just wanted to leave himself a fallback, as it was possible the police might obtain evidence of his crimes and arrest him the next day. Thus, Ling Xianzhong placed great importance on his industries in Country H.
Unexpectedly, a while ago, his son Ling Yaoyang, along with a group of subordinates, suddenly moved to seize several territories controlled by the White Tiger Gang. As a result, Park Sung-won, leading hundreds of White Tiger Gang members, nearly wiped out the industries Ling Xianzhong had painstakingly built in recent days, and simultaneously kidnapped Ling Yaoyang as a bargaining chip!
Li Cong led Ling Xianzhong, Wan Yunting, and Meng Hu into the villa living room. After watching them all sit down, Li Cong said, "Boss Ling, Park Sung-won said he wants to negotiate with them tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock at the Dragon Mountain abandoned car lot!"
"Mm, when will Da Biao arrive?"
Ling Xianzhong sat down and began to light a cigar. Wan Yunting, without any pretense, sat aside, took out a cigarette, offered one to Meng Hu, and lit one for himself. He listened to their conversation.
Li Cong glanced at him and then nodded at Ling Xianzhong, "I've already contacted him. He should be here soon."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a commotion outside. Immediately, five or six tall and strong men entered. The leader among them was burly, bald, and had a fierce look. Since his name was Meng Dabiao, people in the underworld called him Brother Biao. Only those of Ling Xianzhong's generation, like him, called him Dabiao.
"Hey, Boss Ling, you arrived so quickly."
Meng Dabiao swaggered in, speaking with a strong Northeastern accent, clearly from Northeast China.
Wan Yunting, sitting next to Meng Hu, squinted his eyes and observed this person. He continued to smoke, playing the role of a bodyguard.
"Dabiao, sit down."
Ling Xianzhong patted the sofa next to him. Meng Dabiao naturally did not stand on ceremony and sat down casually. He picked up a cigar from the cigar box on the coffee table, sniffed it, and smiled, "As expected of Boss Ling. Even the cigars you smoke are top-notch."
Ling Xianzhong glanced at him, lit his cigar, and then put it in his mouth. Leaning back on the sofa, he smiled and said, "Dabiao, I called you here tonight because I won't beat around the bush with you. Cooperate with me, and let's destroy the White Tiger Gang!"
Meng Dabiao played with the cigar in his hand, showing no intention of smoking it. He smiled and said, "Boss Ling, I know your son was captured by Park Sung-won of the White Tiger Gang, so you're anxious to rescue him!"
"But you also know that I, Dabiao, am just dabbling in small matters here. Compared to the White Tiger, the third largest gang locally, we can only be considered their juniors. Even if we cooperate, do you think we can defeat them?"
Ling Xianzhong's face darkened, and he snorted, "Dabiao, I never knew you to be like this before. How did you become so timid now?"
Meng Dabiao smiled and said, "Boss Ling, this isn't the old society anymore. It's not about who has the stronger fist who is the boss. Now it's about profits. As long as the money is in place, anything can be handled!"
Ling Xianzhong coldly snorted and took a puff of his cigar. "You're just eyeing that batch of goods of mine back in China!"
"Heh heh, the goods are hard to come by now, so I can only freeload from Boss Ling." Meng Dabiao said with a shameless chuckle.
Ling Xianzhong rolled his eyes at him and raised a hand. "I'll give you at most five hundred jin of ice!"
As soon as he said this, Wan Yunting, sitting beside him, narrowed his eyes. It seemed Ling Xianzhong was involved in a very large drug business back in China.