Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

Chapter 1395: Dark Night Assassination
Chapter 1396 Assassination in the Dark
"By the way, I've packed extra motion sickness medicine, just in case some young lady gets so embarrassed she gets airsick."

After thinking for a moment, Cha Li added this sentence.

Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh when he saw this message.

That Charlie, really, it's a good thing this young lady didn't find out, otherwise who knows how much trouble she would have caused.

Ailiya didn't notice Qin Hao's expression; she was still immersed in what he had just said.

"Three months? You're quite the calculator."

Ailiya guessed the real meaning behind it: Qin Hao wanted to be with her for a long time. Her heart skipped a beat, and she pretended to glare at Qin Hao angrily, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"Hmph! I won't fall for that."

"Too late, you've already fallen for it," Qin Hao said with a indulgent smile.

"I can agree to your request, but my technical guidance is charged by the hour, Mr. Qin. Are you sure you can afford it?"

Ailiya emphasized the words "Mr. Qin," implying a hint of romance.

Qin Hao raised an eyebrow and took her hand that was linked with his. His fingers inadvertently brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist, making Ailiya blush with embarrassment and anger. A tingling sensation spread through her body as if an electric current was running through her.

"Devil's Throat has just come back to life and is indeed poor; it may not be able to afford the young lady's expensive fees."

He leaned closer, his breath, tinged with the crisp scent of champagne, brushing against her ear, his deep, magnetic voice filling the air.

"How about we settle the debt with the profits from the mine? If you think that's not enough, we can always add me to the mix?"

Each word felt like a stab to the heart, causing Aria's heart to tremble.

"you!"

Arya was amused by his rascal suggestion, and the blush on her cheeks was especially charming under the overhead light.

The surrounding chatter seemed to fade into the background noise, as everyone was commenting on the handsome man and beautiful woman.

For some reason, Ailiya actually enjoyed this feeling, especially when others talked about her and Qin Hao together.

She suddenly realized that this trip to Paris might be more interesting than she had imagined.

Charlie watched this scene from the corner and silently put away his phone.

The smile that had been on his lips had also disappeared.

He had just received news that Victor Chen had confessed everything during his transport.

The amount of information revealed was astonishing.

He has finished reading it for now, but hasn't organized it yet to show Qin Hao.

It is known that Blackstone Group's money laundering network and illicit transaction chain in Africa have been completely eradicated.

Currently, even international official organizations have issued red notices to pursue the suspects worldwide.

To be honest, Qin Hao's plan was set up very early and was very insightful.

What puzzled him was whether Qin Hao knew all along that this would happen, or whether he knew the other party would do this.
"The boss made a ruthless move."

Charlie murmured to himself, the bloodshot in his eyes still visible, but with a hint of relief in them.

The blood feud of ten years has been avenged. Although the process was far more dangerous than imagined, the ending was ultimately good.

He turned and walked deeper into the banquet hall, where several European financial journalists were waiting for him to conduct interviews.

Charlie could have refused, but he didn't want to and even planned to reveal some inside information about Blackstone's shorting of the cobalt market.

After all, this was the final step in Qin Hao's plan: to completely disrupt the market and expose the Leclerc Group's clandestine operations.

Once he opens his mouth, the other party will have nowhere to hide.

In the center of the banquet hall, Sofia's figure had already disappeared outside the revolving doors.

She got into the black car, her face ashen, her slender, cold fingers stroking the tablet computer.

As she watched the constantly popping-up alarm messages, her expression became somewhat moved.

The International Cobalt Association has just issued a statement announcing an investigation into Leclerc Group's alleged market manipulation.

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for her.

"Miss, should we activate the group's emergency plan?" the assistant asked in a low voice.

At this point, she dared not disturb Sophia too much, unless absolutely necessary.

Sofia closed her eyes, her mind racing, seemingly trying to figure out what to do next.

As the minutes passed, when she opened her eyes again, only coldness remained.

Looking out the window at the scenery, she seemed to be muttering to herself, "Go notify the Ministry of Justice and prepare to deal with the investigation from above. Do whatever needs to be done."

Is there any chance for things to turn around now?
Even she herself didn't know.

But she didn't want to give up so easily; she felt she still had a chance.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Besides, she is not completely desperate yet; she still has her resources and other connections.

"Anymore?"

The assistant asked cautiously.

"Send a message to the Katanga Plateau and tell Hellfire to hold back for now."

She originally thought Qin Hao was just a pawn to be used, but she didn't expect that this pawn would not only break free of the chessboard, but also flip the table.

The mineral belt on the Katanga Plateau cannot be lost, but now is clearly not the time for a head-on confrontation.

"Qin Hao."

Sofia murmured the name, her eyes filled with murderous intent, a cold smile curving her lips.

"We will meet again, and when we meet again, it will be either you or me who dies."

On the other side, a bright red Maserati smoothly merged into the Parisian night.

Inside the banquet hall, Qin Hao was raising a glass and conversing with several African mining tycoons.

Arya stood beside him, occasionally adding a few professional insights. The two of them spoke in perfect harmony, looking like a couple no matter how you looked at them.

“Mr. Qin, in my opinion, could you give priority to our purchase orders in the follow-up mining plans for Devil's Throat? After all, our demand is still quite large,” a Zambian miner asked tentatively.

Qin Hao smiled and nodded, saying, "As long as the price is reasonable, there's naturally no problem."

"However, we would prefer to establish long-term cooperation, such as exchanging your copper mine resources for our cobalt mine output?"

This suggestion caught the attention of those around them.

Zambia has abundant copper reserves, while the cobalt ore at Devil's Throat is of exceptionally high purity globally. This exchange and cooperation would be beneficial for both parties.

Most importantly, Qin Hao can utilize the other party's resources to expand the market and acquire the resources needed for future battles, which is a sure-fire way for him to make money.

"Then why not seize the day and start cooperating now?"

At this point, the other person glanced at Aria.

This woman may be quiet, but she is equally important.

Seeing this, Aria, with her keen insight, added at the opportune moment, "The Predator Group can guarantee the safety of the transaction and take care of the logistics and transportation." Her words were like a reassuring pill, and the tribal elders who were still hesitant nodded one after another.

As night deepened, the atmosphere at the banquet grew increasingly lively.

Most people were eager to cooperate with Qin Hao, and were willing to lower their prices and promise him many benefits.

This is why auctions exist; with so many people competing, people get carried away.

Looking at the lively scene of clinking glasses and toasts before him, Qin Hao couldn't help but yawn.

This kind of scenario is the most boring. Since there's no fixed partner, he can cooperate with anyone present as long as the conditions are right.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered how Aria clumsily applied ointment to him three days ago in the mine command center.

And then there was Arya's shy cheeks and loving eyes; he couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

"What are you thinking about?"

Arya noticed that he was lost in thought and gently touched his arm.

Qin Hao snapped out of his thoughts, a hint of warmth appearing in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "I was thinking, should we go to the mine tomorrow?"

"Now?" Aria raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

"We've just settled things here, and there are still many cooperation-related matters to arrange."

"Precisely because it's all sorted out, we should go back and take a look."

Qin Hao looked out the window; the lights of Paris were dazzling, but they couldn't compare to the light in Ailiya's eyes.

So he turned his head again and looked directly into Aria's beautiful eyes, "That will be our real battlefield."

"Sofia is just the first."

Upon hearing this, Ailiya immediately understood the meaning behind Qin Hao's words.

This is just the first one; there will be a second and a third.

She looked at him and suddenly understood what her grandfather meant by "harbor".

Perhaps, for someone like Qin Hao, the so-called harbor is never a comfortable greenhouse, but rather a rear area where he can confidently charge into battle.

She took Qin Hao's arm tightly and said with a bright smile, "Okay, but this time, I'll drive."

"Stop it!"

"What do you mean? You look down on my driving skills?!"

Qin Hao chuckled and said, "Driving skills? Are you sure? Last time you drove an SUV, you almost made the tires fly off."

"That was an accident!" Aria glared at him, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

Charlie, who was watching from a distance, quietly pressed the shutter button on his phone.

Who wouldn't want to capture this sweet moment?

Then, he clicked on the footage he had just taken.

In this photo, a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman are smiling at each other.

Behind him was a crowd of people clinking glasses, and ahead lay a future fraught with undercurrents.

He set the photo as his phone wallpaper, then turned and walked to the bar, pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

"A toast to the boss, a toast to the young lady, and a toast to... the murky waters of Paris."

Charlie raised his glass and drank it all down, facing the night view outside the window.

Perhaps because he had taken revenge, his thoughts were in turmoil. He wanted to shout excitedly, but he was suppressed.

Tomorrow will be a new beginning.

Charlie still has a lot to do, and he can't afford to slack off at this time.

The evening breeze from the Seine carried a damp coolness, causing Aria's skirt to sway slightly.

When Qin Hao opened the car door for her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he inadvertently touched the back of her slightly cool hand.

This prompted her to look up, her eyes still holding the lingering smile from the banquet.

“That Zambian miner was practically glued to you.”

Sitting in the back seat, Aria suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a hint of bitterness that was hard to pinpoint.

Qin Hao was bending down to get into the car when he heard this, he paused, turned around and looked at her, saying, "What? Are you jealous?"

"Who's jealous!" Aria blushed, turned around and sat in the back seat, gritting her teeth as she said, "I'm just reminding you not to be bewitched. Our cobalt mine can't be sold off cheaply."

Charlie started the car from the front seat, and seeing the two bickering in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile.

As soon as the car merged into the traffic on the Champs-Élysées, he suddenly frowned and whispered, "Boss, that black van behind us has been following us ever since we came out of the banquet hall."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao tapped his hands lightly on his knees, glancing through the car window at the rear.

The truck looked unremarkable, with a moving company sticker on it, yet it precisely followed diagonally behind them at each of the three intersections where it changed lanes.

Qin Hao also discovered a crucial point: the sound of the vehicle's tires rolling over the road was much deeper than that of a regular truck, clearly indicating that it had been modified with a heavy-duty chassis.

There is weirdness.

"Go around to the Marais district," Qin Hao said calmly, without any panic.

There are many alleys there.

Arya instantly dropped her joking expression, realizing what was about to happen, and quietly reached for the dagger hidden under her seat.

That was something she always took with her when she went out; children of predator families are never unprepared.

The truck kept up the chase.

As Charlie turned into an old alleyway that could only accommodate two cars side by side, the truck suddenly accelerated and cut in from the side, blocking his escape route completely!

The screeching sound of brakes pierced the night sky. Charlie jerked the steering wheel, and the car came to a stop scraping against the wall, barely avoiding a collision with the truck.

"Sit tight!"

Qin Hao gave a low shout and, before Ailiya could react, he had already opened the car door.

Four figures darted out of the shadows at the alley entrance in an instant, moving as fast as cheetahs.

They were dressed in black bodysuits, their faces covered with breathable masks, and they held not guns, but specially made daggers that gleamed coldly.

The blade was long and narrow, with a bluish gleam at the tip, clearly indicating that it had been drugged.

"They're from the Night Shadow Assassins!"

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