Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Rich Merchant Master Wen
Fuso is an island nation surrounded by clear blue waters! The people who live here have been in the company of the sea for a long time. They love the sea and they hate it. The sea nurtures the life and soul of this people, and it also harvests the innocent lives of mortals at any time.
Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, typhoons! Every force of force majeure is a nightmare for the islanders! Whenever this happens, they have to bow down and pray to the heavens and the god of the sea, so that they can give these sinners a quiet and peaceful life.
The vast sea, the waves are magnificent, boundless, and the junction of the sea and the sky is the place where the sky and the sea converge. Since ancient times, how many literati and artists have lingered and forgotten to return to this strange world. How many songs and laughter flow in the long river of years. They sang for the sea, they sang for the sea.
A huge freighter is moored in the quiet harbor at this time, and the whole huge ship painted red is like a giant beast, quietly crouching in the harbor with a beautiful wind and sun. It is about 300 meters long in front and back, and 50 meters wide in left and right. On the side of the ship, under the huge English letters, several Chinese characters "Xinghe" are written squarely.
Looking at the posture of this huge freighter, I am afraid that only this name can match its size.
Most of the crew members are lazily gathering at the bow of the ship, watching the busy shore hoist boxes of goods from the trucks on the shore to the ship, and the busy figure means that they will soon leave the port and set sail, returning to their hometown after a long absence.
Suddenly, two black sedans burst out from behind the rows of stacked goods, and after a few turns, they came to a steady stop under the cargo ship.
A few mysterious figures dressed in black walked down the car! Looking at the way they looked in suits and leather shoes and sunglasses, the crew of the ship didn't have to guess to know that they were people from the Fuso government. Only the people in the government like to make it like this, for fear that others will not know their identity.
"Phew, the little devil is here again, today is the third time, the police came to the Maritime Safety Bureau, and I don't know what this group of devils is." A man of five big and three rough looked at the black-clothed people who were walking up the spiral staircase with contempt, and let out disdainful swear words in his mouth.
"Brother Cheng, I think these people are not good, they won't have anything to do with our boss, right?" A short crew member asked Brother Cheng with concern, and everyone's eyes were on him at the same time, obviously Brother Cheng was also an authority figure in the gang who could speak.
Brother Cheng also hesitated slightly, then looked relieved, and said with a happy smile: "Impossible, our boss is doing a serious business, and the little devil can't embarrass our boss at any time." Besides, our boss is not an ordinary person, just with these few small fish and shrimp, I'm afraid it's not enough to qualify. The crowd cheered, and in their hearts, their boss was a great good man, and treated every worker who served him as if he were his own family. There is no trace of the boss's shelf, knowing the cold and asking for warmth, whoever is sick will pay for the medical expenses, and whoever adds a baby will always ask him to help come up with a name.
Among these guys who deal with the sea all day long, such a boss is a kind big brother.
What's even more rare is that the boss has so many boats, and this time he made an exception to come to Fuso with them. This is the greatest honor for the crew. No one wants something to happen to their boss, otherwise, they will be desperate!
In one of the luxurious bedrooms of the cabin, the windows are lined with ocean-facing windows, and if you open the curtains every day, you will see endless blue. In the middle of the vast sea, being here is always a reverie infinite.
The décor of the room is very luxurious and splendid! It smells like a Western palace. Huge glass chandeliers hang from the ceiling, bringing a soft light to the room at night, adding a colourful and dreamy projection.
The furniture made of golden silk nanmu, which is extremely rare, is very tasteful and placed in various parts of the room according to the orientation, giving people a messy but not messy feeling. The camel hair carpet made by Persia, stepping on it makes a soft rustling sound, is extremely luxurious and high-end, giving people a kind of noble style that is luxurious but elegant.
In front of the huge glass window, a single sofa faces the boundless, mirror-blue sea in front of it. Handsome, dashing, suave man with half a glass of freshly poured whiskey in his hand. Shaking the wine glass, admiring the sea and sky in front of him, he thought of something, and the whole person fell into silence for a long time.
A short knock on the door interrupted the man's reverie.
"Master, someone from the intelligence department of the Fuso government came to you and said that he wanted to ask you something." A servant-like voice rang out from outside the room, speaking respectfully and slowly.
"Oh! Well, ask them in. The man groaned slightly, stood up, and spoke behind him.
The door opened silently, and two men in black suits entered. They took off their sunglasses, took off the black gloves in their hands, smiled, and enthusiastically stretched out their hands and said in English: "You are the famous Master Wen." Hello, I'm Yoshinobu from the Fuso Intelligence Department, please advise. He didn't follow the etiquette of Fusang, in order to respect the Wen Ye in front of him, he stretched out his right hand according to the habits of the Chinese people.
Wen Ye turned around, with a spring breeze on his face, and shook hands with Yixin with a smile.
Yixin peeked and carefully observed Wen Ye. This person is in his forties, and he does not have the appearance of a rich businessman who is as rich as he imagined, but faintly emanates a trace of explosive power from his body.
Naturally, there is a hint of chic, and in the gestures, a terrifying momentum rushes towards you. Yoshinobu, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, bowed his body slightly, expressing his reverence for the noble businessman in front of him.
Wen Ye laughed, his two good-looking sword eyebrows were slightly upturned, and he said slowly: "I don't know what kind of wind it is, I came to Fusang." In the past two days, you have been the fifth government person to visit. Hehe, does your government have any opinion on me, and if so, I will actively cooperate. Yixin hurriedly bowed and said as if apologizing: "Master Wen, don't misunderstand, there is absolutely no disrespect to you." In fact, you have always been a model for businessmen and governments in our country to learn from! You are a philanthropist, a wealthy man, and a noble lord. We have a lot of respect for you. Yoshinobu looked solemn and sincere.
Wen Ye laughed, patted Yixin on the shoulder cordially and said, "Don't care, I'm just joking." Come, sit down, tell me anything, do you want a drink? Looking at Yixin sitting on the chair, Master Wen picked up the wine in front of him and said inquiringly.
Yixin hurriedly stood up again, waved his hand with gratitude and said, "No need, thank you for your kindness, I'm still working and can't drink." Wen Ye helplessly spread his hands, put down the wine bottle and said, "That's a pity." He sat back down on the couch by the window, but now the servant had changed the couch with his back to the window.
The sunlight shining through Wen Ye made Yixin vaguely unable to see what Wen Ye's expression was. I could only faintly see Wen Ye's shiny body.
Yixin coughed, straightened out what he wanted to say in his heart a little, and then slowly chewed the wording and said: "Master Wen, in fact, I came to you this time, first, Your Excellency with such prestige as you has arrived in Fusang, and I have come to visit you. Wen Ye waved his hand at Yixin, indicating that he had received the other party's kindness. The action is elegant, noble and extraordinary.
Yoshinobu continued: "Second, in the last two days, there has been a serious incident in our country. Mr. Ichiro Matsumoto, a member of the council, was hurt in his home! The murderer was very cruel, and together with Mr. Matsumoto's bodyguards and more than 100 people, he did not spare any of them. The Prime Minister was furious and ordered an all-out search, which is why we took the liberty to visit today. Yoshishin said this, and his body bowed slightly.
"Mr. Matsumoto, I know. He is a gentleman with great knowledge and insight, and I have a relationship with him, and I admire his thinking on some issues. But what does this have to do with me, what are you coming to me for? Master Wen asked hesitantly, obviously he was very unhappy.
Yoshinobu was very embarrassed and said, "Since we have searched almost all of Fuso, but that group of people seems to have disappeared from the world, as if they never appeared.
So we suspect that they were preparing to flee Fuso with the help of someone, most likely by the sea route to Guò. We were ordered to inspect every boat, and in the entire harbor, only your ship has not been inspected now, so we ......" bang, Master Wen's hand slapped heavily on the desk, his face was angry, and he straightened up. Although the volume was not loud, he said extremely angrily: "Do you doubt that there will be those murderers on my ship? Will my lord of the British Empire hide some murderers on my ship? Extremely angry, Wen Ye paced back and forth, stopped in front of Yixin with a panicked face, and said with his hair standing on end: "It turns out that you have the same intention as the previous waves of people, and they are still embarrassed to say it, but you said it bluntly." Hmph, I'm a legitimate merchant protected by international protection laws, my goods have been inspected by customs, and my ship has been inspected.
Hmph, this is the greatest insult to me, a contempt for the British Empire, I protest, I want to make a strong protest to the embassy. I condemn you Fuso people who trample on my dignity casually. Wen Ye's mouth was foaming at the mouth, and his eyes were about to stare at Yixinke, and his words were full of deep threat.
The frightened Yixin hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Master Wen, don't be angry, I believe in your character, but this is an order from the superiors, and we can't help it." Please understand our difficulties, please. After speaking, he bowed deeply again.
Wen Ye eased his anger, took a deep breath, and looked at Yixin quietly. Yixin could feel that Wen Ye's sharp eyes were scanning his body, making people feel as sad as a thorn in his back.
He knew that the Wen Ye in front of him was a figure he couldn't afford to mess with. Wen Ye was not only a wealthy businessman, but also a lord in Hong Kong in the early days of the British. He inherited his father's title, and I heard that he had a good relationship with many celebrities and dignitaries in the world.
Besides, his business can bring huge economic income to Fuso, and if he offends him, many people will find trouble for themselves, which is more than worth the loss.
After a long time, Master Wen said lightly, "Okay, Mr. Yixin, I will cooperate with you, just search it, as long as you can find the person you are looking for." “