I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Om-"

An international flight departing from Shenzhou Sand City soars across the sky, with a brightly lit, bustling metropolis below.

That's right.

This is one of the most prosperous cities in Asia and even the world.

Tokyo!

Mr. Jiang must have vivid memories of this place, perhaps even fond ones.

Of course.

The number of Chinese tourists who have visited Tokyo is countless, and Mr. Jiang is just a drop in the ocean. If Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand are the most popular tourist destinations for the poor, then Tokyo must be on the list of the cities in Asia most favored by the rich.

Airport VIP lounge.

Chen Tai, who arrived overnight, kept tugging at his collar as he walked. Fortunately, there were international flights to Shacheng, otherwise it would have taken much longer.

"Mr. Tai, what about Young Master Zhou?"

Landing so late at night, he certainly wasn't there to discuss business. Chen Tai only brought two bodyguards who had been with him for over ten years, which shows how rushed his trip was.

"That bastard's life or death is none of my business."

Having served for so many years, these two bodyguards certainly have good eyesight.

No matter how harsh the verbal abuse, blood is thicker than water. No matter how cold-blooded and cruel Mr. Tai is, he can't resist the saying "even a tiger won't eat its own cubs."

"Mr. Tai, how about I go back and bring Young Master Zhou back with my guarantee?"

Chen Tai's collar was half open, and he looked at least five years younger than his actual age. For a man of his age, he was indeed quite charming; in popular terms, he was an outstanding representative of the "uncle" type.

"No need to bother."

Sensing the bodyguard's loyalty, Chen Tai, whose itinerary seemed rushed and even hurried, walked out along the quiet VIP passage, saying, "He'll be there shortly."

The two bodyguards' faces lit up with joy, as if a burden had been lifted from their shoulders.

"Young Master Zhou has finally figured it out."

It was definitely not a disguise.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

The reason why the workers complain is that they work from dawn till dusk but only receive a meager salary that barely covers their basic needs.

If someone offered you a luxurious house, a luxury car, and the best of everything, and your family could enjoy the wealth and luxury together, who wouldn't be willing to do anything for you?
Needless to say.

If it required them to sacrifice themselves for Chen Tai, these two bodyguards wouldn't hesitate for even a second.

The two bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief, but Chen Tai's expression remained serious, his brows furrowed in worry.

Hoping that bastard will "come to his senses" is a pipe dream.

But he believed in the woman's methods.

Since she promised to send her son out, she will definitely do it.

He had always hoped that his son would leave Shacheng, anywhere would be fine as long as it wasn't Shacheng, but when that day actually came, Chen Tai felt no joy whatsoever.

The method is incorrect.

"Remember, don't tell anyone where I am."

The two bodyguards looked at each other, puzzled by their boss's instructions, but as subordinates, they certainly couldn't ask questions they shouldn't.

"Yes."

The three of them quickly walked out of the airport.

The hotel's shuttle was waiting by the roadside.

The bodyguard opened the car door.

Chen Tai sat in the back seat.

The bodyguard got into the car.

The car quickly started moving.

Tokyo's nights are exceptionally dazzling, embodying the city that never sleeps. However, Chen Tai had no mood to appreciate it at all. His eyelids kept twitching uncontrollably, and even after landing, it didn't get better, which made him quite irritable.

What defines a smart person?

After meeting with the woman, the billionaire, who directly or indirectly controlled multiple companies, made a decisive move. Instead of returning to Jiangcheng, he went directly to Shacheng Airport and took advantage of the international flights that a small place like Shacheng should not have, flying directly out of China.

They were extremely cautious.

It's even outrageous!

He has been away from Shacheng for many years. Even if Shacheng suffers some natural disaster or man-made calamity, what does it have to do with him?
But he still chose to go abroad directly without the slightest hesitation.

This can be seen.

Zhou Shaohua's son did not inherit even a fraction of his father's vigilance.

That's true.

Sons are generally more like their mothers.

Disturbed, Chen Tai took slow breaths, raised his hand, and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Was my reaction a bit too stressful?
He had actually prepared for the worst a very, very early time.

Why did you choose to come to Tokyo?
Besides the convenience of the newly opened international flights, the most important reason is that there is no extradition treaty between China and Japan!
Moreover.

There is also a very special historical connection between the two sides.

Therefore, there is almost no safer country in Asia than here.

and so.

What else do I have to worry about?
Chen Tai kept trying to comfort himself—no, this wasn't comforting, it was the absolute truth—but to little avail.

His eyelids were still twitching uncontrollably.

Most business owners believe in metaphysics.

In metaphysics, an eyelid twitch is not a good omen.

Could it be that something went wrong in Shacheng?

impossible.

No matter how dire the situation, as long as the woman is willing, sending her son out should not be difficult.

As for herself.

Even though he kept trying to climb, Chen Tai knew from the beginning that he would never have the chance to catch up with the other person in his entire life.

He simply doesn't have the ability to devise strategies for the other party.

The other party can only rely on themselves.

But that's just her personality, just like that nonchalant reply that left a deep impression on him in his early years.

Be willing to admit defeat.

The journey ended amidst a flurry of thoughts.

The special car stopped.

The bodyguard got out of the car first and held onto the door.

Chen Tai climbed out of the car, his face grim, and walked into the hotel surrounded by two bodyguards.

"President Tai, please wait a moment while I check you in."

A bodyguard was just about to leave when he entered the lobby tea bar.

Several Tokyo police officers, who had been waiting for a long time, finished their pleasant evening tea and walked towards them with clear objectives, their eyes fixed on Chen Tai and his group.

"Mr. Tai..."

Bodyguards are required to be able to hear and see in all directions. Check-in can wait. The two bodyguards watched the rapidly approaching Tokyo police with cold eyes, but they were also unaware of what was going on.

"Is there a problem?"

Chen Tai remained calm in the face of danger, even though ominous warning bells were ringing deafeningly in his heart.

Standard Japanese.

He has trade relations with Japan and usually comes to Tokyo several times a year on business trips.

In his mind, Japanese police officers had always been very polite, but this time they didn't fit his stereotype.

"Copy it."

What is this process?
Are they going to arrest people directly?
The two bodyguards' expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively wanted to attack.

To everyone's surprise, the Japanese police immediately drew their guns, ready to fire at any moment, as if they would open fire if the Japanese dared to make any rash moves.

what's the situation?
They landed in Japan, not in the free United States, right?

"I need to make a call."

Chen Tai's face was ashen; he had some connections in Tokyo.

"Calling anyone won't help. Copy it."

"What crime have I committed?"

Seeing the Tokyo police approaching with handcuffs, Chen Tai rationally refrained from resisting.

A conflict broke out between the two sides on someone else's turf and law enforcement.

That's not something a normal person would do.

Ok.

One of the Taoist nuns was not a normal human being.

"What crime you committed is none of our business. Go back and explain yourself properly."

Chen Tai frowned deeply, sensing something amiss.

Following him, his two bodyguards were also arrested.

"You are Tokyo police officers, and there is no extradition treaty between you and China!"

Chen Tai argued his case based on reason.

But his voice was so weak that the Tokyo police didn't want to waste a single drop of their breath. After handcuffing him, they took him directly to the police car outside the hotel.

"idiot!"

Chen Tai finally lost control of his emotions, his face contorted, and he began to struggle desperately with his hands cuffed, but what was the use of struggling at this point?

late.

"Bagaya road!"

The Tokyo police officer's shouts became even more standard, and he delivered a vicious punch to his stomach.

"Mr. Tai!"

The two bodyguards, also handcuffed, were filled with rage, but were powerless to do anything about it.

With a pained and ferocious expression, Chen Tai, who was practically shoved into the police car, couldn't understand why he, a mere "little guy," could trigger such an efficient cross-border arrest operation.
"You don't have an extradition treaty!"

"boom!"

The car door was slammed shut, silencing his angry roar filled with resentment, confusion, and unresolved rage.

Yes. There is indeed no extradition treaty between the two sides.

Even if there is an extradition treaty, it shouldn't be this efficient; he just landed.

Chen Tai is not the kind of person who can't accept defeat. He was aware of the possibility of being utterly defeated a long time ago, but losing is acceptable. Who can accept losing without knowing why?
pity.

He struggled for most of his life and became the revered and respected President Tai, but his level was still not high enough, too low, so he was destined not to get a satisfactory explanation.

It's a little before 9 p.m. in Tokyo, about ten minutes away.

And Shacheng is one hour behind Tokyo.

Under the cover of night, a black Audi discreetly drove out of the quiet and elegant courtyard.

The armed police officers standing guard at the gate saluted solemnly.

The Audi turned right, entered the main road, and merged into the traffic.

The BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi) brands, once revered by the Chinese people, are no longer a novelty in this day and age, even in this small third- or fourth-tier city.

do not forget.

This is where fewer than ten Koenigseggs in the world have ever been produced.

The Audi A6 is no longer prestigious enough, but the license plate on this A6 is quite impressive.

It's not a leopard number like 66666, 77777, or 88888.

It's much more eye-catching than the flamboyant Leopard.

Fortunately, it's nighttime, so not many people will pay attention to license plates.

"Auntie, where are we going?"

inside the car.

True to his word, Zhou Shao, who had come to the compound for dinner, was initially able to sit still, but after driving for more than ten minutes, he realized something was wrong.

"Airport."

The woman had her eyes closed, as if she were resting.

Besides the aunt and niece, there was only a driver, or rather, a secretary, in the car.

What are you going to the airport for?

Zhou Shao quickly realized something was wrong.

"You can't stay in Shacheng anymore."

"why?"

Zhou Shao immediately became agitated and firmly declared, "I'm not leaving!"

"You don't have a choice."

The woman kept her eyes closed, but her tone was incredibly assertive, far more so than that of Chen Tai, her father.

"aunt!"

Zhou Shao was uneasy, and it was clear that he had deep feelings for Shacheng. "The matter is not completely resolved yet, how can I leave? Aunt, please let me stay, I want to stay with you."

"I don't need you to accompany me."

The woman finally opened her eyes; behind her reading glasses, her eyes were empty and indifferent.

Of course.

She doesn't usually have much emotion.

"Haven't you caused me enough trouble already?"

“Aunt, you are the pillar of Shacheng! You have been rooted in the battlefield for so many years, what storms haven’t you weathered? What can they do to you? They still obediently released me.”

"Young Master Zhou, you should leave. It will be better for everyone if you leave."

Even if the secretary doesn't realize the seriousness of the problem, Zhou Shao must at least be able to sense his aunt's determination.

"I didn't even bring my ID."

A low-level delaying tactic.

"Everything is ready. Young Master Zhou, head straight to the airport and catch the 9 o'clock flight to Tokyo."

"Tokyo?"

Zhou Shaohua was caught off guard. He thought he was just leaving Shacheng, but he didn't expect to be thrown out of the country.

Not all children of the powerful and wealthy are blindly worshipful of foreign things; Young Master Zhou, for example, has a strong aversion to foreign countries.

"Auntie, how could you send me to that 'little life'? We have an irreconcilable feud with that 'little life'!"

people.

It has many facets.

Young Master Zhou also has a sense of national responsibility.

"Your dad is waiting for you in Tokyo."

The woman was concise and to the point, seemingly too lazy to waste words with him: "Drive faster."

The secretary stepped on the gas, speeding away from the city and heading towards the expressway leading to the airport.

Upon hearing that his father had also gone to Tokyo, Zhou Shaohua's eyes flickered with uncertainty. He used to be able to stand up to his father because his aunt was there to back him up, but now that the two of them were on the same side, he had no power to resist.

He probably can't stay in Shacheng anytime soon.

"When can I come back?"

The woman remained silent.

"Auntie, how long will I be gone?"

Zhou Shaohua asked again.

"I'm leaving. You'll be all alone here. How lonely you'll be."

The secretary drove silently, seemingly touched by Zhou Shaohua's filial piety.

"Take good care of yourself."

at last.

Perhaps moved by his filial piety, the woman spoke, finally revealing a trace of her inner warmth.

"Auntie, I don't want to leave..."

Zhou Shaohua pressed his advantage, hoping the other party would take pity on him and retract his decision, but he underestimated the resolve of a politician.

“I’ve set up an account for you in a Swiss bank. If you don’t want to use your dad’s money, the savings, real estate, and precious metals in the account are enough for you to live on for the rest of your life.”

"aunt……"

Zhou Shaohua was moved, but it was hard to tell how much of it was genuine and how much was feigned.

"I'll only take you to the airport; you can get out of the car yourself when you arrive."

The woman closed her eyes again.

Zhou Shaohua clenched his teeth and took a breath, as if trying to control his emotions.

"Auntie, please take care. I'll be back soon."

The woman's face was like a mirror.

While driving, the secretary handed over a file folder at just the right moment.

"Young Master Zhou, your documents and plane ticket are inside."

Zhou Shaohua accepted it.

The car became quiet.

Wandering in the sadness of parting.

It's already far from the city center.

The expressway became increasingly quiet.

Only occasionally do cars drive by.

"We'll be there in five minutes."

Secretaries, being in this profession, always speak with hidden meanings. Their sudden words were a reminder to the aunt and niece that it was time to say their final goodbyes.

"Can I call my aunt after I leave?"

Zhou Shaohua forced a smile.

The woman, who had been resting with her eyes closed, twitched her lips, as if a smile had finally appeared. But before the smile could fully form, the sudden sound of a police siren abruptly cut it off.

"Woo-wu-wu-"

In the rearview mirror.

The police lights were dazzling.

"Pull over immediately, black Audi!"

The sound of a horn blared.

The secretary was horrified.

It's not that he lacks self-control.

How could someone at this level lack self-control?
Can't the cars behind see their license plates?

"Pull over immediately!"

The commands grew increasingly forceful and urgent.

"Ignore it, speed up."

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, and a violent look appeared on her face, which seemed indifferent to external gains or losses. Veins bulged on the back of her dry hands.

The secretary instinctively obeyed the order and stepped on the gas, but in her confused state, how could she possibly get rid of the car behind her?

and.

How could one possibly get rid of it?

The airport is just a few minutes away.

Even if it doesn't stop, how far can an Audi go with its limited fuel tank?
The secretary looked flustered, and her foot on the accelerator felt increasingly weak.

"Whoosh-"

A car with a flashing siren overtook us from behind, and after driving for another ten meters or so, it swerved the steering wheel.

A stop-and-run maneuver reminiscent of a Western blockbuster.

"laugh--"

The tires made a sharp screeching sound as they rubbed against the road surface.

The secretary leaned forward due to inertia, and was then pulled back by the seatbelt.

One car after another stopped, surrounding the Audi. The flashing police lights pierced through the privacy glass, reflecting the faces of the aunt and niece inside in a kaleidoscope of colors.

"Get off the bus." (End of Chapter)