My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 609 Did you see through me after all?

That mysterious person who was elusive in the SOD project.

The reason Wei Dong didn't feel any excitement at seeing his own people was because, regarding the transfer of the entire SOD technology last time, if it weren't for Wu Xi's guarantee and intervention, it's hard to say how things would have turned out.

As a security guard in the tax compound in his sixties, he doesn't believe that all people within the system are law-abiding and dedicated to serving the people.

At least at the time, there were many suspicious points about this matter.

But now, without saying a word, he gently patted Lin Wangfu's shoulder and said, "My old friend, you go ahead."

We should try our best not to give the other party any opportunity to contact Lin Wangfu's identity.

Even if the other party is incredibly powerful, they can still find it.

The Singaporean CEO nodded and walked away.

Wei Dong stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Lü? Did you come here for me?"

The other person still had the same slicked-back hair, wore a silk floral shirt commonly seen on middle-aged men in Southeast Asia, and had a plump, friendly, and prosperous appearance. He could easily blend into the crowd and be hard to spot once he stepped onto the street.

Now, smiling and shaking hands, he said, "I came as soon as I received the report. Your achievements on the economic and technological front are remarkable. This is a factory that Citibank has been operating for over ten years. Is it very valuable?"

Wei Dong immediately became wary: "It's alright. The technology is outdated, but it's still considered advanced domestically. We can use it for now."

The man with the slicked-back hair spoke with an accent similar to Lin Wangfu's, with a slight Cantonese-accented Nanyang accent: "Is there anything the organization can help or assist me with? I have many old friends in Penang."

This reminded Wei Dong of the saying that when you're abroad, the people you should be most wary of are your fellow countrymen.

This is the most common summary that the elderly people in the tax compound made when they returned from their frequent trips abroad.

When you're in a foreign land, you might subconsciously believe you'll bump into a fellow countryman, but you never imagine that such a chance encounter is likely just sweet talk hiding a deadly intent.

Even though the other party now has a red-covered document, Wei Dong is increasingly distrustful: "It's alright. I now have the identity of a foreign company, so the whole process is basically complete. Dozens of containers are about to be loaded, and then there will be a cargo ship to be sent to Hong Kong for customs clearance. The rest is up to them."

In fact, having Wei Dong call Qin Zhiming to inform Lao Fang of the message was not only to demand that the "export" be expedited and on time, but also to inform Chen Wenliang's people to sell and pay for the goods in Hong Kong, which was to prepare in advance for receiving this batch of wafer fab equipment.

As for whether Lao Fang would find a way to unload the goods directly at the port development zone across the bay, or unload them in Hong Kong and then enter Pengzhen through old Hong Kong businessmen or some other means.

Those decisions were all made by Lao Fang, the expert.

As a result, Lu Zien shook his head: "It's best not to go to Hong Kong. Hong Kong can be said to be one of the cities with the highest concentration of military intelligence personnel in the world. In fact, your actions in Hong Kong have already attracted attention from all sides. However, whether it is your identity as a private entrepreneur or the gossip about your marriage to a Hong Kong heiress, it has nothing to do with the government. So, if you bring in a batch of high-tech equipment from overseas at this time, it is still easy to arouse sensitive attention."

Wei Dong felt uncomfortable at first.

It's that creepy feeling that your every move is being watched and recorded.

Isn't that amazing?

If it weren't for the last incident, like Lao Fang's driver, who only exchanged a few words with Wei Dong, no matter how much the other party was watching, he would only have a sense of support, like he had someone behind him taking care of him.

But the more this person said that, the more Wei Dong felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being stared at.

Moreover, the later statements about military intelligence personnel were somewhat alarmist, as Shen Cuiyue often described at home.

It's the same tactic as flattery and agreeing with others, only this one uses intimidation to gain trust.

"Well, what do you think is the right thing to do?" Wei Dong felt like he was playing a game between a fishing hook and a fish, but he didn't know who the fisherman was.

Lu Zien immediately offered a solution: "After leaving here, disembark in another country without declaring customs, pause briefly, and then resend the goods to the mainland, bypassing Hong Kong. Do not transit through Hong Kong under any circumstances; there are too many infiltrators and spies there. You must also be very careful about your words and actions in Hong Kong. I heard that you were very vigilant when contacting the mainland twice before, and you were praised within the system. Was it because you received comprehensive confidentiality training and foreign exchange training in the Third Front Project?"

The deputy director of Xishan Factory seized the opportunity and said, "Don't ask that. Where would be a better place for your plan to go?"

Lu Zien counted on his fingers: "I am based in Indonesia, so all international ports in Indonesia are fine, or I would go to Falibin. There are also many spies at international ports in Singapore and Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Other smaller ports may have more complicated procedures, and the more difficult it is, the less likely it is to be possible along the route."

The war is still raging.

People forty years from now may find it hard to imagine the complex international situation at this time.

Wei Dong never expected that there were such unpredictable undercurrents around him. Damn it, where's my gun?!

When traveling from Pengzhen to Hong Kong, although he was in an off-road vehicle with special license plates, Wei Dong still handed over his service pistol to the commander of the Jiangxi West Infrastructure Construction Project for safekeeping. They also brought a lot of guns to Pengzhen, and the management was very strict.

This suddenly made Wei Dong feel insecure.

If I'd known, wouldn't diplomatic passports allow you to carry firearms?
In the past two years, this Type 77 rifle has given him a lot of sense of security when traveling in China.

He didn't know if it was his own excessive suspicion of his lord, or if his sixth sense was wrong. But asking Lao Fang about it at this moment seemed a bit inappropriate.

You've kept it so well hidden since you went abroad, why expose your relationship now? Besides, you didn't say a word about the SOD incident last time.

Wei Dong could only suppress his feelings: "Fairbank, my two destinations on this trip are Penang and the Fairbank capital. There's also a factory there that I need to investigate and assess its value."

Lu Zien immediately agreed: "Then it's the Fribourg! It's closer to Hong Kong, but don't go to the capital port, Subic is fine. I'll wait for you in the Fribourg capital. This is my overseas contact number. When you arrive in Fribourg, call this number to let me know your location and hotel."

When Wei Dong took the business card, Lü Zi'en reminded him, "It's best to write it down somewhere inconspicuous, then burn the business card. Be careful."

After saying that, he got up and left.

He asked Wei Dong to pay for the coffee for him again.

Then I sat there for a long time.

Qin Yuye had been searching for him for an hour or two when he noticed the empty glass on the table that hadn't been cleared away. "Is there something you need?" he asked.

Wei Dong decided: "Fei Lubin, you don't need to go. Take the children and Xiao Yu back to Hong Kong first, and we'll go back after we finish our business."

Seeing his serious expression, Qin Yuye revealed a sly look in his eyes: "You wouldn't be thinking of going to experience the red-light district in Belgium, would you?"

With his mind preoccupied with important military matters, Wei Dong was caught off guard and chuckled, "Yeah, yeah, that's right, I didn't expect you to figure that out."

Qin Yuye actually smiled broadly: "Then I'll ask Lawson to come and keep you company. He's familiar with these places."

After thinking about it, Wei Dong thought it might be better to have several local strongmen involved: "Okay, have Lawson come over to meet with them."

Qin Yuye suddenly smiled and reached out, interlocking his fingers with Wei Dong's.

While the guy was a bit confused, he pulled over a chair next to him and sat down side by side.

Leaning back in the embroidered, carved chair, she said, "We're husband and wife now. No matter how you see it, this is my marriage. It's two strangers binding each other together for the rest of their lives through a contract. These past two years have made me very clear about what kind of person you are. I will always be with you."

As she spoke, she gently patted Wei Dong's leg with her clasped hands, then closed her eyes to rest.

The coffee shops in upscale hotels often feature lovely, romantic lighting.

It was probably Qin Yuye who closed his eyes.

Wei Dongcai, unusually, propped his head up with his other hand and turned to gaze at the exceptionally beautiful and fair face amidst the misty atmosphere.

Damn it, how did I end up marrying the Queen of the Night? She's the number one beauty in Hong Kong!

It's not the kind of beauty that's breathtaking, but rather that gives you an indescribable, tingling feeling.

I don't know if it's the title that only they know that fuels their vanity, or the sense of ceremony that comes with a legally binding marriage certificate.

It's quite unique anyway.

But the thought of not having a marriage certificate for over sixty years immediately brought Dong Xueqing's image to mind, instantly making everything else vanish.

Wei Dong gently pulled his fingers away: "Let's go, go and get some rest. I've said before that it's hard to get past my moral hurdle. Just thinking about how Xiao Dong is still at home trying to conceive, almost eight months along now, is the most difficult stage. If I'm still messing around outside, the guilt is too strong. Right now, I just want to finish what I need to do and go back to take care of her."

Qin Yuye smiled and stood up as well: "Having seen all kinds of men philandering and having grown up in that kind of family, I think this is the kind of man I can entrust my life to. Let's take care of Sister Qing first. I'm not in a hurry. Sister Yue isn't in a hurry either... Haven't you called home these past few days?"

Wei Dong scratched his head, feeling guilty: "I don't want to lie over the phone, but I also don't want to say it over the phone."

Qin Yuye urged, "Then let's not talk about that. Just ask about her health and talk about Xiaodie here. Hehe, I've noticed that Xiaodie isn't resisting me as much anymore. I just coaxed her to sleep before coming out to find you. Come on, I'll go with you to the business center. Don't leave the women at home waiting for news."

Sigh, Shen Laosan said the same thing back then.

Wei Dong was puzzled. He received no response for his efforts, while those who were stingy with their contributions entrusted him with their whole heart. What was wrong with this strange twist of fate?
There are two on the other side.

Dong Xueqing seems to be the one in the middle.

Sure enough, even though it was late at night, he answered the phone immediately: "Brother?"

Wei Dong replied, "I came to Penang, Malaysia for some work, and I'm about to head back home as soon as possible. How are you doing?"

Even through the phone, I could almost feel the tears of joy on the other end: "Great, great! Tell Xiaoyue no, we're watching the video..."

Wei Dong even gave Shen Cuiyue a little advice, asking her to ask Wu Xi if the person who found the hotel last time was reliable.
Because there's one detail that's really unusual.

(End of this chapter)