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With the arrival of Tan Guiwang and Yu Hongjie, Huang Yuanshan was even more powerful, and soon the start date was finalized - August 5th.

Wen Tingli is often busy from morning till night, but she does not feel tired at all, but extremely excited. When the new film starts shooting, it means that Xiufeng's "new ship" will officially set sail, and her life will also step onto a new stage. This makes her feel like her blood is burning every day, and she is full of energy.

During this period, there were some unexpected twists and turns, including technical problems and personnel troubles. The former were left to Huang Yuanshan to solve cleverly, while the latter were resolved one by one by Wen Tingli.

She and Huang Yuanshan cooperated more and more tacitly, and their trust in each other grew deeper and deeper. This tacit understanding and harmony also deeply infected Li Zhen, Gu Jie and others. The company was unprecedentedly united from top to bottom, and everyone put in their best efforts to prepare for the start of production.

Considering that most of the scenes in Spring Breeze were night scenes, the requirements for studio lighting were higher than those of ordinary scenes. Huang Yuanshan decided to urgently order a new Bell House camera, two Four-Touch recorders, film and more than 30 charcoal lamps for night lighting from the American company.

Considering the film's effect and long-term development, everyone agreed with this decision. This was a big deal, and the company's money was reduced by more than half, but fortunately Wen Tingli still had a lot of savings, and the box office dividends from "Sands of Time" had already arrived, so it was not a problem to maintain daily operations.

A few days later, they received a shipping bill from the American company. Upon checking, they found that the equipment had been successfully shipped to a port in Japan and would arrive in Shanghai in another week.

Wen Tingli discussed with Huang Yuanshan to ensure that "Double Pearls" started filming first, and then "Spring Breeze Blows Again" could be started after all the equipments were in place.

At the same time, she also suggested holding a grand reception before the filming started, which could help them get more attention for their new film in advance and show Xiufeng's strength to the public. If it was done well, Xiufeng would naturally become a social business card in Shanghai, and would have more connections and voice in attracting sponsors or cooperating with others in the future.

Huang Yuanshan agreed with both hands, and Wen Tingli went to Minle Evening News to discuss the details of the press conference with Ding Hengjun.
Everything went unusually smoothly and the banquet date was set the night before the start of filming.

Early that morning, Cao Renxiu walked in with a few invitations in a funny way: "Boss Wen, look what this is? Boss Huang dropped it when she got in the car. I called out to her several times from behind but she didn't hear me. She drove away in a flash."

"Let me see. Oh, this is an invitation." Wen Tingli smiled. "We have to send them all out today. I guess Sister Huang was too anxious when she left. Give it to me."

There was a lot of dust on the three invitations. Wen Tingli wiped them clean one by one with a wet towel. She knew without opening them that the people on the invitations were all Xiufeng's distinguished guests, otherwise Sister Huang would not have delivered them in person.

It just so happened that she was about to go to the Shanghai Film Association to discuss something with Vice President Weng, so she put it in her bag.

Wen Tingli's guess was correct. The first two invitations were from old acquaintances. One was Dong Qinfang, the head of Xinxin Department Store, and the other was Yue Zhaoyun. Wen Tingli delivered the invitations to their doors one by one.

Yan Zhenzhen was actually also at Yue Zhaoyun's place. When she saw Wen Tingli come in, she tried to hide something in the drawer in a serious manner.

"I want to see it!" Wen Tingli grabbed it.

It turned out to be a new novel written by Yan Zhenzhen. As early as when she was studying at Shiwu Middle School, Yan Zhenzhen was very interested in literature. Unfortunately, her family thought that it was not a proper career and insisted on opposing her. After entering university, Yan Zhenzhen did not give up this hobby and often wrote some short stories secretly. Recently, she probably encountered something that didn't make sense, and her idol Yue Zhaoyun happened to be temporarily living in Shanghai, so she came to ask for advice with the manuscript.

Wen Tingli dodged while reading hastily, saying sincerely, "Hey, this beginning is better than the last one!"

"Stop teasing me." Yan Zhenzhen finally snatched the manuscript back.

"I'm speaking from the heart. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Yue."

Yan Zhenzhen covered her face with the manuscript, but couldn't help showing her eyes, looking at Yue Zhaoyun with anticipation.

"Xiao Wen is right, it is indeed well written. Come on, give me the manuscript quickly. I can't wait to read on."

These words were undoubtedly a great encouragement to Yan Zhenzhen. She excitedly returned the manuscript to Yue Zhaoyun and moved a stool to sit next to her idol.

Wen Tingli talked to them for a while before coming out. It was noon, and the road was hot. She was dizzy from the heat. She got into the car and opened the last invitation. Meng Qiguang's name was written on it. Sister Huang had some relatives with Meng Qiguang, and with Meng Qiguang's current connections and influence in Shanghai, it was not surprising that he was invited to show his support.

She drove to the Meng Mansion, got off the car, walked to the crape myrtle tree in front of the door and rang the doorbell. The scorching sun above her head almost melted her. She wiped the sweat off her face and looked inside. Soon someone came out.

"Excuse me, who are you..." The servant of the Meng family asked as a matter of routine, and suddenly said happily, "You are Miss Wen Tingli, right? Our Mr. Meng is at home, please come in."

Wen Tingli just thought that this person had seen her movie, nodded and smiled, "Thank you for your help."

She was arranged to wait in the reception room of the Meng family, just like the last time she came. However, this time she had to wait much longer. After about ten minutes, she heard some movement from the back corridor.

The sound was a bit strange, "knock knock knock", like the sound of a crutch hitting the floor, as if someone was walking slowly towards this side with a crutch.

Wen Tingli was surprised. This could definitely not be the sound of Meng Qiguang walking. After a while, she saw a young man with a cane appear at the door of the reception room. It was Meng Qiguang.

He was wearing a set of silver-white pajamas inside and a black robe with gold thread outside, as if he had just woken up from a nap. His hair was a little messy, and he was barefoot with a pair of light slippers. He looked a little more handsome in this casual look than when he was dressed neatly in the past. He had a cane under his left armpit, which must be the source of the strange noise just now.

Wen Tingli was surprised: "Mr. Meng, what is this?"

Suddenly remembering that Meng Qiguang had been in a car accident a few months ago, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Is Mr. Meng's injury better?"

Meng Qiguang stared at Wen Tingli with a solemn look. For a few seconds, there was no expression on his face, as if he was considering whether to chase Wen Tingli away. Both sides were silent for a while, and he finally spoke: "It's hard for Miss Wen to still remember this."

Wen Tingli turned her head and coughed. After Meng Qiguang had a car accident, she had never visited him once. It would have been fine if they had not had any contact since then, but since she had taken the initiative to come to his house to deliver the invitation today, it would have been unreasonable not to explain a few words.

She hurriedly said in a sincere tone: "I wanted to go to the hospital to visit Mr. Meng several times, but there were always some messy scandals in the newspapers at that time, so I had to give up in order to avoid suspicion."

She looked down at his right foot, with a look of genuine concern on her face: "I heard that Mr. Meng was seriously injured at the time. Is he still having trouble walking now?"

Meng Qiguang glanced at her and suddenly smiled, "If I don't care, then I don't care. Miss Wen, why do you have to pretend temporarily? Do you think I'm a child?"

Wen Tingli choked on the spot. At this time, a male steward of the Meng family came in with a tea tray. In it was not hot tea, but an ice cream with a hint of cool steam and a bottle of iced soda.

Meng Qiguang turned his eyes to Wen Tingli. Wen Tingli stared at the cold drink. She was almost suffering from heat stroke after walking all the way. This snack was delivered at the right time. She sincerely said to the male steward, "Thank you."

The male steward glanced at Meng Qiguang secretly, and seeing that Meng Qiguang was still standing there looking at this side, he wanted to step forward to help him, but Meng Qiguang pulled his hand back and said: "There is nothing for you to do here, go down."

Afterwards, he sat down on the sofa and put his cane aside. When Wen Tingli had almost finished drinking, he spoke lazily, "What do you want from me?"

In his conversation, he had regained his former elegance and sophistication, unlike just now, when he was almost childish.

Wen Tingli quickly put the cold drink cup aside and said, "On August 4th, our Xiufeng will host a dinner party. Sister Huang and I would like to invite Mr. Meng to come, but I don't know if Mr. Meng's health will be able to accommodate him."

She took out the invitation and handed it to him hesitantly.

Meng Qiguang looked up at Wen Tingli standing in front of him. He was always half a head taller than her, but this was the first time he was shorter than her. He took the post out of her hand and unfolded it to read.

The invitation card clearly had Huang Yuanshan's handwriting. He curled his lips and said, "Okay, I got it. By the way, should I call you Boss Wen instead?"

He looked at her with a smile.

Wen Tingli pretended not to hear the teasing in his words, and nodded and smiled openly, "I am one of the bosses of Xiufeng."

She shook hands with him solemnly: "I heard that Mr. Meng has a good eye for business. I hope Xiufeng will have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Meng in the future."

This is an equal attitude of communication.

Meng Qiguang lowered his eyes and looked at the hand she extended to him. After a long while, he slowly shook her hand. However, he quickly withdrew his hand with a strange expression: "It's only been more than a year... I really don't know what you will be like in a year."

Although he was looking at her when he said this, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.

***
After returning, Wen Tingli told Huang Yuanshan about the experience of sending the invitations.

"Ms. Dong and Miss Yue will definitely come. As for Meng Qiguang...he didn't say he would come, nor did he say he wouldn't come."

Huang Yuanshan said confidently: "Don't worry, he will come to support us. Meng Qiguang is the most respectful person to his friends."

That night, the first person to arrive was Principal Zou of Shishi Girls' Middle School. She brought a large flower basket and hugged Wen Tingli with a proud face: "The principal is so proud of you."

Wen Tingli's eyes were burning with heat, and she hugged Principal Zou tightly with all her strength. Recalling the time when she was studying at Shiwu, she seemed to have a lot of things to say to the principal, but in the end she could only smile with tears in her eyes.

Zhao Qingluo and Yan Zhenzhen accompanied Wen Tingli all the way. They were moved by the scene and silently walked forward to hug her.

it is more than words.

The guests arrived one after another, but Meng Qiguang had not shown up yet. Huang Yuanshan was a little surprised: "This shouldn't be the case. He must have been held up by something important."

It was around ten o'clock when someone said Mr. Meng had arrived. Due to his injury, Meng Qiguang had rarely appeared in social occasions recently. When he showed up, half of the guests came forward to greet him.

Wen Tingli looked at Meng Qiguang from afar. He did not use a cane like he did that day, but walked straight in. Looking closely, she could see that his right foot did not land naturally and he walked very slowly.

At this point, Wen Tingli also felt that she needed to go up and say hello to him. When she got closer, she heard Meng Qiguang say with a smile, "He's not lame, but the doctor said that he's still recovering, so he shouldn't walk too far with this injured foot."

At this time, Gao Xiaowen and others came to find Wen Tingli, and Wen Tingli had to leave this place. When she came out again, Meng Qiguang could no longer be found in the crowd.

She didn't care and asked two servants to prepare some wine. She was about to go back to the hall to greet the guests when she suddenly heard someone calling her from the side room: "Wen Tingli."

"Mr. Meng?"

Meng Qiguang walked closer and picked up a glass of wine from the servant's tray: "You guys go down, I want to talk to Miss Wen."

The two people stayed in the corridor, and Meng Qiguang looked indifferently at the lively scene at the other end.

"If I were you, I wouldn't plan this grand party."

Wen Tingli showed a puzzled expression.

"A tall tree attracts the wind. Your company has been frequently advertised in newspapers recently, and you are hosting a big banquet tonight. So many people of all kinds are coming. Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

Wen Tingli thought for a moment and said, "But our Xiufeng is a film company. We will have to rely on box office and connections to make a living in the future. It won't work if we keep a low profile."

"But don't forget that you have enemies."

Wen Tingli's heart skipped a beat: "Did Mr. Meng hear any rumors?"

"Some things are still uncertain, but I have to advise you that when the machine starts up tomorrow, don't hold any ceremony. Just close the door and work hard. In the next few days, you must also keep an eye on your equipment and personnel. There is a saying that it is difficult to guard against a hidden arrow——"

At this time, brother and sister Gao Tingxin and Gao Xiaowen came.

"So you two are hiding here and whispering to each other. What are you talking about? Would you like us to listen?"

The next day, Twin Pearls started filming as scheduled. In view of Meng Qiguang's warning, Wen Tingli decisively cancelled the opening ceremony. In addition, she had originally planned to publish a headline news about the start of filming of Xiufeng's new film in the Minle Evening News, but she gave up for this reason.

Xiufeng's first work opened in such an unusually low-key way.

Wen Tingli was nervous the whole day, but fortunately everything went smoothly after entering the studio. She quickly got into the role and during the filming process, she cooperated well with other actors and Yu Hongjie and others.

Three scenes were successfully filmed within one day, and the progress exceeded everyone's expectations. When the work was over, Huang Yuanshan clapped excitedly: "Good, good, good, it couldn't be better. Our Xiufeng has really made a good start. How about going to Dongxinglou tonight to celebrate?"

Everybody agreed happily, and this happy scene relieved half of Wen Tingli's hidden worries.

On the second day, everything in the studio was calm. Wen Tingli began to comfort herself, thinking that perhaps Meng Qiguang also had inaccurate information sometimes.

Two days later, she estimated that the American batch of goods would arrive soon, so she asked Cao Renxiu and Tan Guiwang to take the bill of lading to the port to pick up the goods. However, they did not come back until the night, and the first thing they said was bad news: "Our batch of goods is gone."

Huang Yuanshan and Wen Tingli exchanged glances quickly: "What do you mean the goods are missing?"

Tan Guiwang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve anxiously: "We searched all the warehouses at the port but couldn't find it. Later, the Japanese manager even began to suspect that our delivery note was fake."

"Isn't this outrageous?" Huang Yuanshan was shocked. "Tens of thousands of dollars' worth of goods, and you just say you can't find them?"

Wen Tingli calmly instructed Cao Renxiu: "Renxiu, call the US right away and check the shipping number with them again. Li Zhen, find out the details of this Japanese company right away."

After a while, Cao Renxiu contacted the American company. The other party confirmed on the phone that the shipping number was correct and promised to negotiate with the Japanese freight company immediately and give them a reply at the latest tomorrow.

"Since the shipping number is correct and the freighter has arrived at the port smoothly, how could our things disappear out of thin air?" Huang Yuanshan suddenly stamped his feet, "Okay, don't panic, I know who is behind this!"

She quickly dialed a number.

As soon as the other end said "Hello", she couldn't wait to curse into the phone: "Liu Menglin, have you had enough? I was just tolerant of you because we have worked together for so many years! I didn't expect you to go so far. Do you really think that I, Huang Yuanshan, am afraid of your dirty tricks?!"

Liu Menglin seemed to be stunned for a few seconds on the other end, and then he started shouting excitedly into the microphone, and his roar was loud enough to be heard over here.

"You're talking nonsense. When I, Liu Menglin, want to mess with someone, I always do it openly. Why would I resort to underhanded tactics? The first two times were just to teach you a lesson. Now I'm tired and don't want to argue with you again. When did I resort to underhanded tactics against you again? Mr. Huang, explain yourself clearly!"

Huang Yuanshan first pushed the receiver away, then hung up the phone angrily: "It seems it wasn't him."

She slammed the table: "It must have been Chen Maoqing who did it! This bastard is always playing dirty tricks. I immediately went to Huamei to ask him for the equipment. If he doesn't give it to me, I will burn down their Huamei studio!"

When Li Zhen came in, he saw this scene and hurried forward to stop Huang Yuanshan: "I have asked someone to check. This Japanese freight company is a long-established shipping company that has been in business for more than 20 years and has a very good reputation. Logically speaking, Chen Maoqing doesn't have the ability to do anything in such a large freight company. That is equipment worth tens of thousands of silver dollars. No one can damage the reputation of his own company for his personal grudge."

"Who else could it be?" Huang Yuanshan finally realized the seriousness of the matter and said anxiously, "Besides them, who else is deliberately trying to make things difficult for us?"

Wen Tingli had been frowning and thinking most of the time. When she heard Huang Yuanshan's last words, she suddenly raised her head and said, "I can probably guess what's going on. Sister Huang, don't worry. I'll call you back as soon as I find out who it is."

She drove straight to the Meng Mansion to find Meng Qiguang.

Eight o'clock in the evening was the time when celebrities went out to socialize. Meng Qiguang was probably not at home, but it didn't matter. She would wait at the Meng Mansion until he showed up.

Unexpectedly, Meng Qiguang was at home, but he looked like he was about to go out. When the servant brought Wen Tingli in, he just walked to the porch to get his coat.

He didn't ask why she came to see him, but just stopped and looked at her.

Wen Tingli didn't bother to greet him and got straight to the point: "Mr. Meng, a batch of equipment from our company disappeared at the port tonight. I guess you heard some rumors a few days ago. Please tell me the truth, is it the White Dragon Gang's doing this time?"

As soon as she said the words "White Dragon Gang", she couldn't help but clench her fists.

It has been a long time since she dealt with this group of villains, but she will never forget how dirty their methods are.

Meng Qiguang nodded calmly: "Yes."

Wen Tingli's eyes lit up with two small flames: "Where did Mr. Meng get the news? Could it be that the man surnamed Qiu really survived?"

Meng Qiguang shook his head: "I didn't see anyone with the last name Qiu. This time it was Gang Leader Cao who took action personally. Maybe he listened to the instigation of the Qiu father and son and didn't want to see you live too gloriously. Or maybe it was other brothers in the gang who instigated Gang Leader Cao to teach you a lesson."

Wen Tingli gritted her teeth. As long as she knew who was behind this, at least she would no longer be lost.

"I know what to do now. Thank you Mr. Meng for your frank advice. Goodbye."

She turned and left, and Meng Qiguang caught up with her and grabbed her arm.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Tingli hurriedly tried to pull back her arm: "Take our equipment back."

"Who should I ask for it from? How should I ask for it? This time it's not the civilized film companies you usually deal with, but Cao Zhenyuan."

"I have my own way!" Unexpectedly, Meng Qiguang held on even tighter.

Her face darkened: "Let go!"

Meng Qiguang sneered: "Wen Tingli, do you think that you can do anything just because you have solved some troubles yourself? If you are still clear-headed at this moment, you should know that you are not capable of solving this matter." Wen Tingli narrowed her eyes: "I think it is not Mr. Meng's turn to teach me how to do things!"

She began to struggle hard, but Meng Qiguang didn't give her any time to talk and led her back. The front was the direction of the reception room. He pulled her to the door and said, "Wait here for me to come back!"

She couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Meng Qiguang seemed to want to lock her up.

"What are you going to do? If you don't let go, I will be rude to you!"

"How are you going to be rude to me?" He held her arm tightly. "You go, but there are dangers ahead. Not only is it impossible to get your things back, but you may even lose your life. You have to leave this matter to me! Don't worry, I promise that the equipment will be delivered to you intact tomorrow morning."

As he was talking, he pushed Wen Tingli into the reception room. Suddenly, he felt something hard pressing against his chest. He lowered his head in surprise and saw that Wen Tingli had a gun in her hand.

The barrel of her gun pressed coldly against his chest.

Her tone was even colder.

"If you don't want to die, don't stand in my way!"

The air froze for a moment, and Meng Qiguang slowly raised his eyes and looked at her.

He did not retreat, but took a few steps forward against the barrel of her gun. In this way, Wen Tingli was pressed tightly against the wall by him.

"Shoot." He leaned over and whispered in her ear.

With a "click", Wen Tingli loaded the gun decisively, but her index finger was on the trigger and she was reluctant to press it down.

"Are you scared?" Meng Qiguang laughed softly, "Don't be a coward, just shoot me, do you think I care?"

Wen Tingli's mind was working rapidly. She could see that Meng Qiguang was really not afraid, but she had to consider the consequences of shooting and killing someone.

She slowly moved the barrel of the gun towards his abdomen.

Meng Qiguang raised his eyebrows: "Change your position and shoot? This way you can teach me a lesson without having to bear the consequences?"

He smiled and nodded: "Wen Tingli, you are really amazing. Even at this point, you can still accurately calculate the gains and losses."

"I admit that I can't afford the consequences of killing you." Wen Tingli gritted her teeth and said, "But I can guarantee that if you don't let me go, I will make you lie in bed for another two or three months!"

"That's too much trouble." Meng Qiguang pointed to his chest, "Let's just hit here. This way it will make you feel better, because I just want to offend you tonight."

He quickly lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, then moved on to kiss her lips.

"Bang" sound.

The bullet fired out, but Meng Qiguang was prepared. He grabbed her wrist in a flash and fired the gun barrel to the side.

The bullet grazed his waist and hit the opposite corner of the wall.

The servants came running over in a hurry: "What happened?"

Meng Qiguang shouted expressionlessly: "Get out!"

When the surroundings returned to silence, he looked down at his shirt and saw a hole in it, with smoke coming out of it.

The bullet missed his abdomen by just half a centimeter.

"Your hands are quick and your heart is ruthless. Where are you going to shoot next?" Meng Qiguang pinched her chin. "It doesn't matter. You can shoot wherever you want. There are some things I must ask tonight!"

There was a crisp click in his ears, and both sides knew that it was the sound of the gun being loaded again. It was a warning just now, but this time it would cost him his life.

But he didn't even look at her. Instead, he lifted Wen Tingli's face a little higher, so that his eyes could linger on her face without restraint.

At this moment, he made no secret of his desire to conquer her.

"Why didn't you let me help you even once? Aren't you a good loser?"

Their bodies were so close that Wen Tingli could clearly hear his heartbeat coming from his chest wall, so urgent and so fast.

He is not as indifferent as he appears.

Her finger was still firmly on the trigger as she spoke word by word, "Because I don't want to owe you a favor. You asked for too much, and I can't pay you back."

"Lu Shicheng is fine?" He pinched her face, "Obviously I knew you first."

"He respects me. Unlike you, no matter how respectful you appear to be, you never really look down on women deep down."

For the first time, an almost confused expression appeared on Meng Qiguang's face.

"The moment you asked me to be your woman, there was no possibility between you and me." While he was distracted, she pushed him away with force, pointed the gun at his chest, and refused to let him get close to her again.

"Stop, I don't want to waste another bullet."

Meng Qiguang remained unmoved and continued to walk towards her. She fired a shot at his feet and shouted, "Since you want to hear the answer, I will tell you clearly. I know that in your heart, I am just an ambitious orphan. You observe me from a high position, just like looking at a novel pet. In the mind of a man like you, women are nothing more than two kinds: women of noble family and women who are just for fun. The former will be your wife in the future, and it is best for her to be dignified, stable, and considerate, because your life needs this kind of noble wife to decorate the facade, similar to the status of a luxury car in your home! As for those outside, of course, the more unruly they are, the better, because it will make you feel interesting.

"So at the banquet at the Qiao family, I aroused your interest as soon as I showed up. You thought you knew me very well and you were sure you could get me. After all, you are a more capable man than Qiao Xingchu. So when I was in trouble, you took advantage of the situation and asked me to follow you. Follow you? You probably never thought about what kind of life I want to live. After a year or two, when you get tired of playing with it, you will get a new canary, and you will forget about me, your old toy. Only naive women will believe your nonsense! What makes you even more upset is that an orphan like me actually rejected you. From then on, you can't forget me. It's not because you love me so much, you just want to prove that you are not inferior to other men!"

Meng Qiguang did not interrupt her, but just listened to her continue talking in silence.

"Even at this moment, you think I should obey your arrangements. You look down on me from the bottom of your heart and interfere in my affairs regardless of my personal wishes. If I don't obey, you will detain me in your home." She sneered, "Put away your self-righteous desire to conquer. I am not a toy that you failed to snatch! Even if I hadn't met Lu Shicheng, you would never be able to conquer me, and forget it in your lifetime! From the moment you despised me in your bones, there was no possibility between you and me."

"Have you said enough?" Meng Qiguang suddenly spoke.

After a pause, he said slowly with a sullen face, "I will understand and digest your words. We can talk about other things later, but I will take care of this matter tonight because I can't watch you die! Don't worry, I don't plan to ask you for any reward this time because I'm not that despicable."

Wen Tingli slowly retreated until she was far enough away from Meng Qiguang, then turned around and ran away.

She heard footsteps behind her. Meng Qiguang chased for a few steps and then stopped.

She closed her eyes, ran forward against the night wind, ran to her car in one breath, opened the door and jumped in.

***
After driving for a while, a car came towards them. It was Sister Huang's car. Wen Tingli quickly honked at the other car.

The two parked the car on the side of the road.

"Where did you go just now? I looked for you everywhere." Huang Yuanshan was sweating. "I have found out a little bit. This time it might be the White Dragon Gang who is doing this in secret."

"I already know about this, but I have also thought of a way to deal with them. Sister Huang, you go back first, I will take care of this."

Huang Yuanshan was shocked: "No, that's the White Dragon Gang. Whoever gets involved will be in trouble. At least I know some villagers and elders. I'll find a way. You hurry home."

"Sister Huang, calm down and listen to me. I am the one who caused the feud with the White Dragon Gang. Only I can solve this big trouble. Also, don't forget that you are the boss of Xiufeng. Your every move represents the future of Xiufeng. If you don't want the White Dragon Gang to completely entangle Xiufeng, please stay out of it this time. Only if I can do it, can we truly eliminate the trouble forever. Don't worry, I will handle it cleanly and neatly."

Huang Yuanshan looked at Wen Tingli in panic.

Wen Tingli whispered: "Don't you believe me, Sister Huang?"

Huang Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I believe you! Okay, I won't make trouble. I'll go home and wait for your news. But remember, equipment and film are all external things. We can just start over! Promise me, don't be stubborn!"

Wen Tingli felt relieved, at least Sister Huang would always believe in her unconditionally.

She helped Huang Yuan open the car door and watched her sit in.

After Huang Yuanshan drove away, she drove back to her home along another road, picked up the phone and dialed the long-forgotten number.

"Hello, I'm looking for Li--" A feeling of sadness suddenly hit her heart. She would never hear that calm and gentle voice on the phone again. She tried hard to swallow the bitterness in her throat and said, "I'm looking for Head Nurse Liu..."

The other party recognized her immediately. "Is it Xiao Wen?"

Wen Tingli's eyes were filled with tears: "It's me, Head Nurse Liu."

***
An hour later, Wen Tingli arrived at the agreed location on time and waited.

It was one o'clock in the morning and there was no one on the straight street. It was just right, as she needed some quiet time to think about things. She walked to an inconspicuous corner and leaned against the wall in deep thought.

When Sister Li was alive, she once said that they had an insider inside the White Dragon Gang, so that in the incident with Zhu Zihe, they were able to quickly rescue Zhu's mother from the White Dragon Gang.

After that, they ambushed Qiu Dapeng and escaped unscathed again.

She was sure that Sister Li had been secretly laying this line for not just one or two years, but for a longer period of time...

They are the only ones who know how to deal with the White Dragon Gang.

While she was thinking, she heard light footsteps behind her. Wen Tingli followed the man tacitly, and the two of them slipped into a shop on the roadside one after the other.

"Nurse Liu."

"Xiao Wen!" Head Nurse Liu took off her hat.

"Don't worry, I've already found out where your equipment is hidden. We'll start tonight and return it to you tomorrow morning at the latest. What are you thanking me for? If you hadn't risked your life to save us that night, we wouldn't have had the chance to see Sister Li for the last time. It's even a question whether Sister Li could keep her body intact. We all owe you this."

Wen Tingli lowered her head with tears in her eyes: "No, Sister Li has helped me so many times. I only regret that I couldn't save Sister Li earlier."

"Silly girl, this is not something you can do. You have done enough for us." Head Nurse Liu gently helped Wen Tingli tidy up her messy hair. "You are very anxious about this matter, right? You are so smart to think of asking us for help so quickly. We have seriously considered your suggestion. You are right. If you want to prevent the White Dragon Gang from causing trouble for you again, you have to find out their weaknesses and deal with this matter. Don't worry, everything will be done according to your way."

Wen Tingli breathed a sigh of relief and bowed deeply to Head Nurse Liu. Head Nurse Liu held her arm and said, "Don't be too busy thanking us. We also need your help with something."

As he said that, he showed her the small suitcase in his hand: "Tonight's action was decided at the last minute. Originally, a clerk was going to Ningbo tonight to deliver something, but now because he needs to help transport the goods, all the plans have been disrupted. The situation is very urgent, so I may have to entrust you to help make a trip, but I don't know-"

Wen Tingli resolutely took the suitcase: "No problem."

Head Nurse Liu nodded silently, gave some detailed instructions, and finally said: "...Write down this address and come back immediately after you deliver the things."

***
It was four o'clock in the morning. The whole city was fast asleep, but the White Dragon Gang was still bustling with activity.

There are people everywhere.

People playing mahjong, smoking opium, drinking, discussing matters, listening to folk songs... this place is no different from a busy city during the day.

Unlike the noisy front hall, the back hall was as quiet as a tomb.

This was the place where Boss Cao entertained guests. No one dared to enter without his permission. At this moment, the only sound in the huge guest room was the ticking of a Western clock, but soon someone spoke up to break the silence.

"Qiguang, I just can't figure it out. Who is this girl surnamed Wen to you? Why are you helping her like this?"

Meng Qiguang looked up at the ceiling and laughed at himself: "I am nobody."

"Then you are at a big loss, aren't you? Since she is not your woman, why do you have to come to me in the middle of the night to speak for her?"

"Boss Cao." Meng Qiguang looked at his watch. "It's almost dawn. If you are satisfied with the conditions I offer, have her things returned as soon as possible and don't embarrass her in the future. If you are not satisfied, we can have another good talk."

Cao Zhenyuan tapped the silver pipe in his hand. "Cao, it's not that I don't give you face, but this Miss Wen has repeatedly tried to murder my people. If I don't teach her a lesson, not only will Master Qiu be angry, but our White Dragon Gang will also lose face, so -"

Meng Qiguang's face darkened slightly, which made his handsome and calm face inexplicably reveal a murderous aura.

Cao Zhenyuan glanced at him sideways and was about to speak again when the phone on the desk rang sharply.

Cao Zhenyuan looked around habitually, but he had sent everyone around him away for the convenience of conversation. Hearing the phone ringing, he had to get up and answer it himself.

At first he just listened with a frown, but as he listened, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"...You bunch of good-for-nothings, why don't you go and look for it! What do you mean? What do you mean the flour we lost earlier inexplicably appeared in the warehouse? Bullshit -

"How could I not know that this is an exchange? How much do I get in return?

"All of them?!" Cao Zhenyuan gasped. "You asked me to think about it carefully. What am I looking for? We in the White Dragon Gang are not ignorant of the rules of the martial arts world. Wouldn't it be laughed at if it got out? She's lucky! Let's let her go this time!"

While he was making the call, Meng Qiguang quickly raised his eyes and looked intently at Cao Zhenyuan over there.

Cao Zhenyuan turned around in circles with a gloomy face. After a while, he stopped and sneered at Meng Qiguang: "Now, I completely believe that she is not your woman."

Meng Qiguang held his breath and asked, "Why, did she take the things back?"

Cao Zhenyuan snorted unwillingly: "Yes, this girl is much more capable than you think. She doesn't need your help at all."

He kept talking angrily. As he spoke, Meng Qiguang's expression changed unpredictably. He stared at the phone on the desk in a daze and didn't respond for a long time.

***
Morning, a dock in Shanghai.

Wen Tingli avoided the crowd and went to a secluded telephone office to call the company.

"it's me."

Cao Renxiu's happy voice came from the other end: "Ah! It's Boss Wen. Yes, the stuff has been delivered. Before dawn, two large boxes appeared in our company inexplicably. I was wondering if some hero stood up for us. Later, Boss Huang said that it was a hero named Wen who did it!"

Wen Tingli couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, Boss Wen. We have checked everything and it is intact. Boss Huang was very worried but he didn't dare to run around. He stayed in the company office all night. He just couldn't wait any longer and drove to find you."

Wen Tingli was overwhelmed with emotions. After a moment of silence, she said, "When Boss Huang comes back, tell her that I have to go out for a few days. Please help me with my hard work while I'm away."

Cao Renxiu was stunned, but now she supported all of Wen Tingli's decisions, so she quickly changed her tone and said, "Okay, Boss Wen, be careful."

Li Zhen and his friends couldn't wait to squeeze in and grab the microphone, saying in unison: "Boss Wen, are you going out? Don't worry, while you're away, we will work with Boss Huang to take good care of Xiufeng. You should also pay more attention to your safety. We will all wait for you to come back."

Even through the phone line, I could feel the enthusiasm and sincerity coming towards me.

Wen Tingli's mouth curled up. After this battle, Xiufeng seemed to be more united.

She felt warm in her heart, put down the phone, walked out of the telephone office, put her sunglasses back on, and breathed a sigh of relief towards the rising sun. The calmness that emanated from her bones made everyone who passed by her look back involuntarily.

Wen Tingli never cared about other people's eyes, and this time was no exception. She admired the clear light in the sky as if no one was around, turned around gracefully, and walked towards the bustling pier carrying the small suitcase in her hand.

(End of this chapter)