Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 698, Section 288: Full of Deceitful Thoughts

"Dang Dang Dang"

The knocking on the door startled A-zai awake. He had been up all night, and the intense battle had left him completely drained.

Before the second battle even began, he surrendered with both hands raised and fell fast asleep with his eyes closed.

When her lover surrendered, Meifeng didn't make things difficult for him. Instead, she nestled against him and they both drifted off to sleep.

As you get older, you can't stay up late anymore. If you don't get enough sleep, you'll definitely have a new crow's foot wrinkle around your eyes tomorrow.

But neither of them had slept for long before they were awakened by a knock on the door and opened their eyes.

"I gonna go see."

A-zai yawned, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to put on a bathrobe, walked barefoot to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

There was no one outside the door, and he couldn't see anyone through the peephole. He could only open the door and look at the empty corridor, where he found a cardboard box by the door.

A-Zai bent down to pick up the cardboard box and found two ID cards inside. He was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Mei Feng's methods were so sophisticated that she managed to obtain the identity ID card that the headquarters had spent tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars on in just a few hours.

Who is it?

Meifeng opened her eyes and asked in a daze.

After closing the door, A-zai returned to Mei-feng's side, took out the two ID cards, and threw them onto the bed.

Mei Feng remembered the color of Bai Fengxian's original ID card lanyard. She reached for the microphone and dialed the paging service directly.

He read out a long string of numbers, left a message asking about the weather, and then leisurely hung up the phone.

"Take both of these ID cards. The blue one with the chain is that tomboy's original one, and the red one with the chain is a copy."

"Here's a check!"

Mei Feng picked up the handbag on the bedside table, took out a pre-prepared Atlantic Bank bank draft, and placed it on the chest of A-Zai, who had just lain down.

Three million Hong Kong dollars

A-Zai picked up the check from his chest and flicked it hard, making a crisp sound.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Upon hearing her lover's words, Meifeng didn't speak immediately. Instead, she picked up the gold-plated cigarette case, chose a Dunhill cigarette, and put it in her mouth.

She lit a cigarette and blew a puff of smoke onto her lover's face. Mei Feng pressed her face against A-zai's bare chest, feeling her lover's beating heart.

"Not urgent!"

"It's only four o'clock, why don't you get some more sleep?"

Mei-Fung's words made A-Zai shake his head. He had to return to his office at six o'clock to compile a report on everything that had happened the night before and hand it over to Inspector Kwok.

It's already past four o'clock, and it's getting light. He's going to take a shower and go downstairs to the buffet restaurant for a free breakfast.

Then I drove to Yau Ma Tei to visit the tracking team, and while I was at it, I bought some dim sum at a not-too-busy tea restaurant as a small gift.

When there aren't many people around, you also need to help Bai Fengxian clock in for the early shift so that this tomboy can earn a hundred yuan overtime allowance.

Therefore, A-zai had no time to sleep and had to rush back to the ordnance factory as soon as possible.

"Drip drip"

Before A-zai could speak, the pager in Mei-feng's handbag went off.

Upon hearing the pager ring, Mei-Feng quickly stuffed the cigarette in her mouth into A-Zai's mouth.

She rolled over to the bedside, but instead of taking the pager from her handbag, she picked up the microphone.

Alternatively, call the paging service, receive a text message, listen to it, and hang up immediately.

"I do need your help."

“At seven o’clock in the morning, the munitions factory will experience a major power outage. You must be at the security gate at seven o’clock sharp.”

"Use the tomboy's ID card to open the security door and enter the second basement level."

After listening to the message from the paging station, Mei-feng wrote down a long string of numbers on a sticky note.

After hanging up the phone, I began translating the long string of numbers and wrote a few words on a sticky note.

After successfully translating, Meifeng memorized all the words on the note, lit it with a Dupont lighter, and threw it into the ashtray.

The note turned to ash, but even so, she was still worried. She opened a bottle of mineral water and poured it into the ashtray.

“Honey, are you kidding me?!” “If there’s a major power outage at the ordnance factory, the security doors will also lock because of the power outage. Once the power is restored, the security guys will open them.”

“If there’s a power outage, I definitely won’t be able to get into the second basement level.”

"Idiot's dream!"

This plan is highly unreliable and could easily lead to trouble! Although A-zai is willing to debase himself for his father, he can still benefit from filial piety by selling himself to save his father.

To use one's body to block a cannon is simply courting death.

Cooperation must be reasonable in order to last.

"No, the munitions factory has already changed the wiring and upgraded everything. If there is a power outage, the second basement level and the security door will only be affected for half a minute."

"The diesel generator will start in half a minute and continue to supply power."

"The diesel generator is not connected to the monitoring room, so you can only appear in front of the security door after the power goes out."

You only have two minutes!

"When you meet Professor A, you don't need to say anything else, just tell him a string of numbers."

"They don't even have to show their faces!"

"Once it's done, the remaining two million Hong Kong dollars will be deposited into your account in Gibraltar."

Meifeng took the cigarette out of A-zai's mouth and put it in her own mouth. Then she wrote a long string of numbers on the notepad.

【8736954】

Passing messages via code!
So retro!

A-zai memorized the long string of numbers, then shook his head and refused, saying, "Too risky!"

"I'm going to use the tomboy, but I don't want to cheat her. She's innocent, and one should have a sense of loyalty."

"Furthermore, ID cards will definitely leave traces when they pass through security gates."

“I don’t know anything about computers, but the technical department at headquarters definitely has a way to get it. As long as we find the tomboy and investigate carefully, I guarantee we’ll be exposed.”

"Too dangerous!"

A-zai refused decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

"No! You just need this ID card to open the security door and go to the second basement level."

“We’ve taken care of everything. All you need to do is bring the note in.”

"Didn't you want to see Song Sheng and pay homage to the true god?"

"The old man has agreed. As long as you help this time, Song Sheng will see you and give you a bright future."

Mei-Feng stared at the ceiling, slowly exhaling smoke rings, giving A-Zai time to think.

"Add another two million."

"Once it's done, I want to see Mr. Song immediately!"

After a minute of silence, A-zai finally agreed.

"can!"

"Professor A will give you a reply after listening. You just need to send the reply to our chat pager."

Asking for exorbitant prices and then negotiating on the spot—that's how business should be done.

This busy period was indeed very dangerous, and it wouldn't be a problem if my little lover wanted more.

Meifeng agreed immediately without any hesitation.

"Wait for my news!"

Seeing that it was almost time, A-zai got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and prepared to take a bath.

Upon seeing her lover, Meifeng, feeling playful, slipped into the bathroom to take a bath with him.

[Parting tears fall like willow branches, farewells are shed before the flowers.]

We met briefly, only just met, and alas, soon they're like the shrike flying east and the swallow flying west!

What a pair of lovesick fools, each harboring their own ulterior motives!

(End of this chapter)