Personal security

The caller was Zhang Xiaomeng. She told Hang Ling that she had seen sister Zhang Xiaoming and brother Zhang Chong in Hong Kong, and her two nephews and nieces, ** and Zhang Yun, were also with them. They are all fine. Please let Hang Ling tell her second uncle and aunt to rest assured.

As soon as Hang Ling heard her daughter's voice, she immediately became excited and asked Zhang Xiaomeng repeatedly how she was doing there and whether she had suffered any grievances.

As a result, she could not hear any words of comfort from Zhang Xiaomeng's mouth, but a woman's laughter came from the microphone: "Gee, mother-in-law, how can Xiaomeng be wronged by me? Don't worry. Yes, I liked this child very much as soon as I saw it, and I won’t let her be dissatisfied at all if I keep her..."

"Who? Who are you?" The other person called her mother-in-law. Could it be that she was Yang Zhengkun's mother? However, even if you are Yang Zhengkun's wife, our Zhang family hasn't agreed to this marriage yet? If you call me that now, doesn't it seem a bit too close?

She was right. When Zhang Xiaomeng called, Yang Zhengkun's mothers were really beside Zhang Xiaomeng. This call was made by Zhang Xiaomeng only after Long Lingyun's approval. The purpose was not to report Zhang Feng's safety, but to mention Zhang Xiaomeng and Yang Zhengkun's marriage to Zhang Tao and Hang Ling.

Therefore, after Zhang Xiaomeng finished her opening remarks, Yang Xueying picked up the phone. When Hang Ling asked who she was, Yang Xueying said with a smile: "My mother-in-law, I am Xiaokun's mother, Yang Xueying..."

"Xiaokun's mother, Yang Xueying..." Hang Ling couldn't help but be stunned when she heard the other party introduced herself. This woman's name was already famous in Shanghai thirty years ago. At that time, she was one of the two strong women in Shanghai whose reputation was closely matched by Zhao Xiaoting's. It is said that this woman was worth over 100 million thirty years ago. Ever since Zhao Xiaoting moved the headquarters of Rongguang International Group to Hong Kong, this woman has been the leader in Shanghai's business community for many years.

Hey, it's all because I don't care much about the business world. In fact, I should have thought of it a long time ago. Speaking of which, isn't the predecessor of Xinjing Building Yang Xueying's New Century Group Company? It turned out that Yang Zhengkun was actually her son, so it was no wonder that he would work in Xinjing Building.

"Yes, it's me. My mother-in-law, I would like to inform you now that I will send a plane to pick you up tomorrow afternoon. Let's all do this and discuss Xiaomeng and Xiaokun's marriage together..." On the other side of the phone, Yang Xueying was very happy. As he spoke, bursts of heart-warming laughter came from the receiver from time to time.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Tao looked over with concerned eyes and asked in a low voice: "It's Xiaomeng's call? What did she say?"

"Yes...yes, he said that he met Xiaoming and Zhang Chong in Hong Kong. He asked me to tell my second brother and second sister-in-law that they are all very well. Please don't worry..." As he said, Hang Ling looked at Zhang Feng's face a little worried, and said hesitantly: "And... and... Yang Zhengkun's mother also called. She said that she would arrange a plane to pick us up tomorrow to discuss Xiaomeng and Her son’s marriage…”

"What?..." With a bang, the cup in Zhang Feng's hand flew out. At first, when he heard the news that he had a son, daughter, and grandchildren, he felt relieved. However, when he heard that the other party was actually sending a plane to pick up his brother-in-law and his wife to discuss his niece's marriage, he couldn't help but became furious and threw the cup in his hand angrily.

From this point of view, his children were kidnapped by Yang Zhengkun and his family. They actually dare to pick people up to discuss a wedding. This is simply too much bullying.

You said that if we let them get married, our family has to agree to their marriage? What kind of stuff is this? It simply doesn’t exist. The Zhang family doesn’t take it seriously.

"So, Xiaoming and the others are also in Hong Kong?" Zhang Feng's face turned the color of pig liver. He stood up and walked back and forth in the living room for two steps. He suddenly stopped and turned his head to look. asked Hang Ling.

"Yes, that's what Xiaomeng said." His ferocious look frightened Hang Ling, and she lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

"Hmph, now that we have the scope and goal, it will be easier to handle. Don't go to Hong Kong. I will ask someone to bring Xiaomeng back to you unharmed. Now, you go down and rest first..." Zhang Feng finished. After that, he shouted loudly: "Junjun, please invite Mr. Ferdo and Ramos over. I have something to say to them..."

"Second uncle, I think we might as well use the trick..." The young woman named Junjun smiled, walked closer to Zhang Feng, lowered her voice, and whispered in his ear.

"Okay, you are very good. Haha, you are indeed my eldest brother's daughter. Your intelligence and intelligence are the perfect combination of your father and your mother..." This Junjun is actually the daughter of his eldest brother Zhang Zhe. Her mother is the woman Yaoyao who has always been with Zhang Zhe. However, Zhang Zhe and Yaoyao had never officially married, and when Junjun was born, Zhang Zhe had been "missing" in Dongyang Kingdom for seven or eight months.

Even Zhang Zhe didn't expect that after his death, there would be a trace of his legacy passed down. This woman inherited Yaoyao's beauty and Zhang Zhe's femininity, and has always been by Zhang Feng's side to advise her second uncle. Zhang Feng's "business" has been so successful in the past ten years. It can be said that this woman deserves the most credit. First.

Now, when he heard that his niece had come up with such a trick for him, Zhang Feng couldn't help but praise him repeatedly. He reached out and patted the armrest of the sofa and shouted: "That's it, third child. Tomorrow you two will follow each other's instructions." Request to go to Hong Kong..."

The next day around 4:30 pm...

In Hong Kong, at the entrance of a high-end villa facing the sea and facing the sun in the Repulse Bay villa area, two uniformed security guards were standing together chatting cordially.

Although these two people looked to be in their fifties or sixties, they had dark complexions, tall figures, and looked very energetic in gray security uniforms.

Two luxury Mercedes-Benz cars drove over along the rugged asphalt road by the seaside. They were still three to four hundred meters away, so the driver honked twice. After hearing the sound of the car horn, one of the relatively dark old security guards pressed the remote control in his hand, and the electric gate slowly opened.

At this moment, a young woman's pleasant voice suddenly came from the earphones he was wearing: "At gate post No. 9, three unknown cars were found behind the two welcome cars, heading towards Villa No. 3. Go, there are still 830 meters away from your position, please stay vigilant and activate the emergency defense system..."

"Boss, the monitoring center issued a warning, saying that three cars of unknown origin were following the welcome car and driving towards our villa..." The big black security guard whispered to the old security guard beside him.

Villa No. 3 is located at the end of the bay. The villa was originally built here to take security measures into consideration. 2,000 meters away, there is a very eye-catching signboard reminding tourists that this is a private area and tourists are prohibited from entering.

Ordinary tourists are very self-conscious and rarely rush in after seeing the sign. However, it is not ruled out that some people have a strong feeling of peeping at the hotel. They will move forward even after seeing the sign and will not stop until they see the scenery.

In the past, this situation has happened a few times. As long as the doorman follows the prompts of the monitoring center, activate the automatic defense system of the villa, strengthen the vigilance, and prevent tourists from entering the villa area. If tourists wandering around on the road still refuse to leave, someone will naturally come and chase them out.

"Well, Lao Hei, it's up to you. Just do whatever you want. I'm your soldier now, haha..." Another elderly security guard smiled, walked out of the door, and stood there. Outside the gate, I watched the cars coming on the road.

In the car in front, there were Yang Xueying, Zhang Tao, and Hang Ling who were picking up the plane from the airport. In the car at the back were two brothers, Masao Ikeda and Yuan Zhengyang, who were going to Shanghai to greet the couple as they boarded their private luxury business jet.

Along the way, Zhang Tao and Hang Ling received the meticulous service from Masao Ikeda, Yuan Zhengyang and the flight attendants. They were secretly sighing in their hearts. Looking at the seaside villa in front of them, although they were used to seeing the world, they still Still, I can't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart. If you can be as good as Yang Xueying, your life will not be wasted.

On the south side of the road is the blue sea and golden sandy beach. To the north of the road is a connected and relatively independent villa area, with white iron fence walls and silver-gray gates. Inside, you can see a six-story small western-style building with green bricks and red roofs amid green trees and flowers. Living in a place like this can be considered a real enjoyment of life.

The car was getting closer and closer to the gate. Yang Xueying looked out of the car window and could already see the figure of the elderly security guard standing outside the gate. Suddenly, her eyes couldn't help but stare at the old security guard, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she whispered to herself: "What is this old guy doing again?"

Hang Ling, who was sitting next to her, was looking at the scenery on the roadside through the car window. When she heard her speak, she couldn't help but turned her head and asked, "What did you say?"

"Oh... No, I didn't say anything. Geez, we'll be there soon. Xiaomeng and the others are in the villa, waiting for you to come..." How could Yang Xueying tell her what she really thought? He quickly faltered with words.

In fact, Yang Xueying was far less shocked than the two people sitting behind me, Ikeda Masao and Yuan Zhengyang. When the car drove into the gate, the two people also saw the appearance of the old security guard. Yuan Zhengyang suddenly stood up from his seat. Fortunately, the roof of the car blocked his head, otherwise he would have probably jumped out of the car. Jump on top.