Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Bai Qinghong tapped his knuckles unconsciously on the mahogany tabletop, staring intently at the calm and composed young man opposite him.

He knew how tempting the bait Zhou Qi threw out was - the opportunity to bring down his fourth uncle Bai Sihai. It was like a signal light suddenly lighting up in the dark night, causing his heart to beat uncontrollably faster.

"Boss Zhou really intends to wade into this muddy water?"

Bai Qinghong picked up the celadon teacup to hide his expression, and the steaming heat blurred the calculations in his eyes.

Zhou Qi stroked the jade ring and chuckled, "It is not convenient for me to interfere in the internal affairs of the Bai family."

His tone suddenly turned cold: "But the surveillance video of your uncle sending people to rob my convoy is still locked in the archives of the Municipal Bureau."

The two people's eyes collided in mid-air, and sparks seemed to burst in the air.

Bai Qinghong suddenly realized that the reflection of himself in the other person's pupils was like a fish caught in a net. He subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture, and the back of his suit was wrinkled.

“The North Shore project is now a provincial priority project.”

Zhou Qi's slender fingers slid across the plan on the coffee table: "What if Young Master Bai is suddenly expelled from the family..."

He tapped the supervision company's official seal twice with his fingertips: "Hualong Group cannot bear the responsibility of delaying the construction period."

Bai Qinghong's back teeth showed the outline of his masseter muscles. Of course, he understood the subtext - if the project failed, no one would survive, but if it succeeded, he could take advantage of Hualong's momentum to secure his position as the heir.

The sound of a cruise ship's whistle drifted in from the French window, mixed with Zhou Qi's unhurried supplement: "I heard that your father has been in contact with the Hong Kong Island Financial Group recently?"

This seemingly casual reminder made Bai Qinghong's pupils shrink suddenly.

He gulped down the cold tea, and made a decision with his Adam's apple rolling: "What do you need me to do?"

"It's just a little effort."

Zhou Qi suddenly changed back to a gentle tone and took out a velvet jewelry box from the sandalwood box: "Ms. Lin said the other day that one of her earrings was missing. Mr. Bai, do you know which jewelry stores she often goes to?"

Bai Qinghong was stunned for two seconds and suddenly laughed out loud. He took out his cell phone and called the special assistant's hotline: "Send Lin Xindie's trust documents to the Genting Club."

After hanging up, he pushed the spare key across the table: "From today on, the sea view apartment under her name will be under the disposal of Mr. Zhou."

The dusk shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the marble floor red. Zhou Qi walked towards the elevator, playing with his key chain.

He knew that at this moment Bai Qinghong was watching him through the surveillance camera, like a hunter admiring a beast about to fall into a trap.

The moment the elevator door closed, he gave a knowing smile to the hidden camera - in this chess game, it was never the White family who played black first.

After seventy-five minutes of wonderful presentation, the project launch conference came to a successful conclusion.

During the media Q&A session, Qiao Xuying became the focus of the audience's questions, while Hualong Group's executive director Hualong continued to occupy the spotlight.

It can be predicted that tomorrow's financial headlines will present a series of in-depth reports on "Hualong Group's strategic layout upgrade". This carefully planned press conference has established its benchmark position in the mainland real estate industry.

It is worth noting that representatives of provincial and municipal organizations revealed in their speeches that the project will adopt a national open bidding mechanism, with special emphasis on giving priority to supervision units with Class A qualifications and local high-quality enterprises.

This undoubtedly creates strategic opportunities for Hualong Construction, which holds the supervision qualification, and Hualong Teng'ao Real Estate, which has deep roots in the local area.

As the main investor, the Hong Kong business delegation, Li Zihong and others repeatedly emphasized their absolute trust in the project operator Zhou Qi in a closed-door meeting.

The straightforward statement "We only need to fulfill our capital injection obligations" confirms the capital party's full recognition of the project team.

As the agenda came to an end, some Hong Kong business representatives have begun to arrange their return trip - after all, Hong Kong affairs that have been shelved for many days need to be dealt with urgently.

What is different is that when the assistant started to book a flight back to Hong Kong, Li Jiaxin decisively stopped the process.

Facing her father's inquiring gaze, the business celebrity calmly explained:

"Father, the strategic agreement between Qidong Group and the four major partners still needs to be improved. Mr. Zhou has been busy with official business these past two days and has not been able to discuss it in depth.

Besides, a field trip to the South Bank Demonstration Area is also on my schedule, and I would like to stay in Guangdong for a few more days.”

There is actually a mystery behind this statement:

Apart from Du Qianqian, a local prominent family, the fact that two business beauties, Qiao Xuying and Lin Xindie, have had frequent contact with Zhou Qi recently has prompted Li Jiaxin to decide to stay. It is not a wise move to make room for competitors.

The farewell banquet at noon was attended by many political and business leaders.

Provincial and municipal leaders and industry leaders such as Bai Qinghong attended the event in person, expressing their gratitude to Hong Kong businessmen and reaffirming the strategic cooperation.

When the flight time approached, Bai Qinghong handed the sealed document to Zhou Qi at the VIP channel;

The parting words "waiting for good news from President Zhou" alluded to the important agreement between the two parties in the capital market, leaving a meaningful footnote for this political and business feast.

As for that file bag, it contained all the information about Lin Xindie's life.

Zhou Qi took the brown paper bag and opened it casually, his fingertips touched two yellowed household registration certificates.

Lin Hongmei - this is Lin Xindie's real name. Her place of origin is a small county in southern Anhui. This information is consistent with what she said before.

Several ID photos pressed under the documents caught his attention. The little girl with pigtails had delicate features and looked 2005% similar to Ruby Lin. On the back of the photo, written crookedly in ballpoint pen was "Photo taken by my little sister in ".

The household registration change records mixed in are particularly eye-catching.

From Lin Hongmei to Lin Xindie, from Zhou Xiaofang to Bai Xiaoyun, on the two copies of their ID cards, the sisters' life trajectories were forcibly broken into two parallel lines.

Zhou Qi stroked the steel seal of the Public Security Bureau. These thin pieces of paper with the official seal could actually determine the separation of close relatives for twenty years.

The draft paper of the "Guardianship Transfer Agreement" had curled corners, and the Bai family's lawyer wrote in a flamboyant manner that "notarization must be completed with the cooperation of the recipient."

Zhou Qi sneered. The red-headed document, as white as silk, was clearly wrapped in arsenic. Not only did they want to take someone's sister as a hostage, but they also wanted to use legal documents to gild the shackles.

Just as he was about to seal the file, the crisp sound of the metal pendant hitting the paper made him pause.

A faded red string tied to a blue-gray pendant, about the size of a fingernail and shaped like an upside-down tea bowl.

When I rubbed my fingertips across the surface, the material that was neither jade nor stone felt cool, and the edges were matte at the wear and tear - this was clearly the remains of a longevity lock that children in southern Anhui often wore.

That night, the jet bridge of Hongqiao Airport was brightly lit, and Li Zihong's private plane was about to break through the clouds.

Du Bowen looked at the neon lights outside the window and suddenly felt that the cabin was too empty.

The VIP lounge, which was packed with his entourage three hours ago, now only had his and Zhou Qi's shadows slanted on the marble floor.

Lin Xindie curled up quietly in the leather seat, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the new dark red on her neck.

I have been dealing with Li Zihong's team for several days, and although I am not treading on thin ice, I have been extremely cautious.

As the terms of cooperation were settled, the huge stone that was hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground.