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After enjoying the river breeze for a while, Xian Yaowen said to Xie Tingyun, "Go to the car and get the pole. Also, tell Chen Hua and the other person that I'm not going back. Tell them to come here to meet me when they're done."

Xie Tingyun nodded and turned to leave.

Xie Zhanran stood in Xie Tingyun's place and said, "Sir, there is no bait in the car."

“This is where fresh and salt water meet. Fish like fishy bait, so we can just use what we have here.” Xian Yaowen took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, took out a pen-shaped flashlight from his suit pocket, walked to the bridge pier on the riverbank, and shone it on the pier. “Look, there are quite a few oysters.”

As he spoke, he leaned forward, grabbed an oyster and shook it. Seeing that it was firmly attached, he gave up and tried to shake another one. He shook them one after another, and picked out two soft persimmons to peel off.

He took out a handkerchief, tied the four corners together, and the handkerchief became a simple bundle to hold two oysters.

Then, he walked towards the sandy riverbank.

"Are you still in contact with that university student in Paris?"

"We've been in contact."

Is there any chance?

Sin Yiu-man shone his flashlight on the riverbank, searching for clams brought by the rising tide. The timing wasn't right; there weren't many clams, but there were enough to make bait.

“That’s great. I even asked her to help me find college students who will graduate next year.”

Xian Yaowen bent down to pick up clams, "If you think she can be your wife, then hold on to her. If not, I'll find you a down-on-her-luck noblewoman."

"My mission in Vietnam is over, and I'm going to France?"

"Go with the flow." Xian Yaowen nodded. "In my judgment, no matter how much the South Vietnam changes, it will never be able to defeat the North Vietnam. Vietnam's long and narrow terrain means that the unification of the North and South Vietnam will not be too difficult. The possibility of unification is extremely high, but it will not happen too quickly."

With this judgment, one can engage in many unsustainable businesses in Vietnam, businesses that require no initial investment.

Sin Yiu-man pointed to a clam hole. There was no salt, so he had to squat down and dig with his bare hands. As he dug, he continued, "It doesn't matter if we have to use connections to get loans from government banks. Even if it costs 1000 million to borrow 400 million, we can borrow as much as we can. We can use new loans to pay off old ones, not repay the principal, and delay paying the interest as much as possible."

If anything goes wrong, we can secretly cooperate with North Vietnam—rob banks, print counterfeit money, do whatever we want—the point is to hold out until South Vietnam collapses, at which point all debts will vanish.

What will my mission be after I arrive in Saigon?

"You could say that, but you don't need to handle the actual execution. Jews are more talented at playing the financial game, and there will be a few Jews at your beck and call. What you really need to do is keep a group of people in charge of the actual work."

Xian Yaowen carefully pulled a large razor clam out of the mud and put it into his bundle. Then he stood up and looked at Xie Zhanran's face. "If you are serious about the Parisian university student, take her to Saigon for a while and then send her back to Paris. Your life in Vietnam will be colorful, and you won't have too much of a psychological burden, because I ordered you to do so."

Xie Zhanran chuckled and said, "Sir, you ordered me to pick up women?"

"To paraphrase Tingyun, you're no better than him. It's like you'll behave if I don't order you around."

Xie Zhanran gave an awkward laugh.

Sin Yiu Man strode toward the river mouth. “Before you go to Vietnam, you need to spend some time in Paris. You need to build the team you’ll take to Saigon, and you also need to take some time to learn Vietnamese.”

Pay close attention. You're not only completing the tasks I've assigned you, but also laying the foundation for your own Xie family business. Once the Vietnam mission is over, you should be capable of going solo. I won't stop you from starting your own business.

Xie Zhanran exclaimed in surprise, "This?"

"Don't doubt it, I'm telling the truth. That's why I mentioned earlier that I would arrange a noble lady for you. Having a noble lady as your wife will make it easier for you to establish yourself in France."

Xian Yaowen paused and said with a faint smile, "Like me, among so many women, only Su Lizhen's initial motivation was simply lusting after her body; the others were all mixed with self-interest."

Nothing in this world is perfect; there are always gains and losses. You can gradually understand this once your perspective changes.

Sin Yiu-man shone his flashlight into the mud and sand, searching for sandworms that were active at night. These creatures were easy to catch and had a knack for wriggling and attracting fish, making them good bait for pufferfish.

Xie Zhanran was in a state of turmoil; Xian Yaowen's words had just had a great impact on him.

His original life plan was simple: to obey orders, collect a generous pension, and enjoy the rest of his life. Now, the Xie family…

The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, the city is adorned with golden armor, what man doesn't dream of becoming a hero?

When Xie Tingyun came over with his fishing rod, Xian Yaowen put sandworms on the hook and cast his line to target mullet and pufferfish.

The Tamsui River has high tides on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month, which is the best time to fish for mullet. In addition, local fishermen do not have high-end equipment such as flashlights, so there are not many people fishing at night. There is no legend in the fishing world that you can't just eat any bait at night, which makes Xian Yaowen want to curse.

The fishing line had barely been cast out, and before the hook even had a chance to sink, it was immediately pulled taut. Xian Yaowen cursed as he reeled it in, "Damn it, it just bit the hook! There's no sense of accomplishment at all."

However, he quickly stopped cursing. He had underestimated the fish's strength. When the fish suddenly exerted its strength, he was almost pulled into the river. Fortunately, he braced his toes against a rock, which helped him regain his balance. He quickly let out a line, showing the fish the utmost respect.

Based on the force he felt, he was pretty sure it was a mullet that had taken the bait, estimated to be about 70 centimeters long and weighing about 4 kilograms, making it a giant among mullets.

The hooks and lines were not of high quality and could not withstand the immense force, so he could only release and reel in the mullet in a tug-of-war.

Mullet is no match for the giant mandarin fish. Although it has great pulling power, it is steady and continuous, like an ox plowing a field, dragging at a steady speed without sudden bursts. Its stamina is only moderate. You can slowly pull it ashore when it runs out of steam.

He swam along the river, slowly leading the mullet away from the bridge piers to avoid the fishing line being cut by the sharp points of the piers.

After a 15-minute stalemate, Xie Tingyun said, "Shall I go into the river?"

"No need, this is for fun."

Xian Yaowen felt a slight urge to urinate, but he couldn't spare the time. He dared not hand the fishing rod to Xie Tingyun and the other person who were inexperienced. If the fish got away, another record would be added to his memory that he would never erase.

He walked and walked for about fifteen minutes until he felt the mullet's pull weaken. Regretting that he couldn't pull it for several hours, he began to reel it in more and release it less, slowly pulling the fish toward the shore.

After another two minutes of stalemate, the mullet's back surfaced, allowing him to see its length. It was less than 70 centimeters long, only about 68 centimeters, and its weight was estimated to be around 3.8 kilograms.

As soon as the mullet was dragged ashore, before he could even smell the fishy odor, a fragrant breeze cut in line—jasmine mixed with a hint of rose, the scent of celebrity cologne. If one could identify a woman by her fragrance, the one who came was Gu Zhengqiu.

Without turning back, Sin Yiu-man put down his fishing rod, took two steps forward, and grabbed the mullet tightly. He glanced at the fish's mouth but couldn't see the hook, so he had no choice but to take out his knife and cut the line.

He grabbed the fish by the gills and carried it to Gu Zhengqiu. "Miss Gu, what a coincidence."

Gu Zhengqiu tightened his white shawl. "I was crossing the bridge when I saw the flashlight beam. I took a closer look and recognized it as Mr. Xian, so I came over to check on him."

A spatial map appeared in Xian Yaowen's mind. His position when fishing was not visible from the bridge, but only from the position before he went up the bridge. Gu Zhengqiu either saw him just before he went up the bridge, or he had been nearby for a while and was already there when he was looking for bait.

Also, it's time to let Xie Zhanran leave sooner. The triangular formation between him, Xie Zhanran, and Xie Tingyun has been maintained for too long. Even without professionals, Gu Zhengqiu has developed a "shape" memory for it. He doesn't need to see the face clearly; as long as he sees a familiar triangular formation, he will picture Xie Zhanran in his mind.

The triangular stance, or triangular positioning, makes one an easy target for mortars and grenade launchers.

Let's simulate the trajectory of the shell. If he had been the one to take down Sin Yiu-man, with one mortar barrel and three shells, he could have unleashed a barrage of fire by adjusting the amount of propellant, and Sin Yiu-man would have been either killed or seriously wounded.

The thought and the slap to himself flashed through his mind, and Xian Yaowen smiled lightly at Gu Zhengqiu: "Miss Gu, would you like a bowl of mullet porridge?"

"Mr. Xian came fishing just to get some porridge?"

"No, it was seeing Miss Gu that made me think of having porridge."

"It's cold tonight, so a bowl of porridge to warm up the stomach would be nice."

"Wait a moment, two friends are coming over. Once they arrive, you can go back and cook the porridge."

Gu Zhengqiu nodded slightly, lit a cigarette against the river breeze, took a few puffs, and asked, "Is Madam Xian still going back to Taipei?"

"Not in the near future."

Gu Zhengqiu frowned upon hearing this, but a smile appeared on her lips. "Is that why Mr. Xian could so brazenly get involved with the Wang You family?"

Sin Yiu-man smiled faintly, "I, Sin Yiu-man, am quite famous in Hong Kong, and I seem to be quite well-known in Taipei as well. There are all sorts of rumors about me. If Miss Gu has heard about my affair with the You family, she must have heard about others as well."

The word "unscrupulous" fits me perfectly, but my unscrupulousness never needs any preconditions. Even when Baoshu was around, I wasn't idle.

He held up one finger and said, "One, two, three, four... no, three and a half. To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed to say that I've been in Taipei for a while now, and I've only gained three and a half women."

I bet you're wondering why there's only half. Let me answer you directly: I met a high school girl and wanted to steal some time from my busy schedule to have a relationship with her. But who knew that after only going out with her twice, I ended up dating her mother.

I'm lustful, but I have my limits. I can't bring myself to do something like a mother and daughter sharing a husband. Right now, I'm dealing with my relationship with the young girl, and it's giving me a headache. I don't know how to get her to accept the transition from girlfriend to stepdaughter.

Upon hearing Xian Yaowen's last sentence, Gu Zhengqiu couldn't help but chuckle, "Mr. Xian, you seem a little shameless."

"Thank you for using the excuse, for giving me some face. It's really no problem, I'm shameless." Xian Yaowen locked his eyes with Gu Zhengqiu and said with a faint smile, "Including this time, Miss Gu and I have met twice by chance. If it weren't for Miss Gu's deliberate arrangement, we would really be destined... well, maybe it's a bad fate."

Gu Zhengqiu's gaze darted away. "Mr. Xian, you've gone too far." (End of Chapter)