Victoria Bay Yacht Pier, Hong Kong

In recent years, Hong Kong's tourism industry has developed rapidly. In addition to Southeast Asia, the rich people in the New Matthew area, and even some mainland rich people have set their sights here. Victoria Bay has gradually become the largest private yacht marina in Hong Kong, bringing together more than 70 private luxury yachts of various types, and the cheapest yachts are also above one million yuan.

Although it is not a rest date, luxury sports cars are still entering and exiting in the parking lot in front of the four-story club management building in front of the dock. Obviously, in this wealthy living area, there is no difference between a work and a rest date.

From the Mid-mountain Highway, you can see the small harbor near the sea. Dozens of luxury yachts of various sizes are moored in the harbor. The sea is blue and the yachts are white. Some yachts sail out of the harbor, heading towards the sea, stirring up waves, and disappearing between islands of various sizes.

When some noble car owners driving luxury cars such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW want to drive into this harbor, they must be blocked by the security guards without hesitation and require the owner to show their club membership certificate.

Whether you are a big shot, lose your temper, or the security guard, as always, or just like the same sentence: "Please show your membership card."

There was once a joke that a Thai rich man with a net worth of tens of millions lost his temper: "I have a net worth of tens of millions, and what club can't get in? How much do you think I'll want?"

In the end, the rich man was taken to the club management building. After half an hour, he came out in shame and drove away without saying a word. It is said that his entire net worth was not enough to buy a mid-range luxury yacht plus a few years of maintenance costs.

At this moment, a luxury cruise ship named "Athena" in the bay is slowly sailing away from the dock and heading towards the vast sea.

There are only seven or eight people in such a huge luxury cruise ship.

The person driving the cruise ship is the bald man Jin Jiu, and the co-pilot is the big man Niu Xiong. These two guys snatch the ship's helm like children to play. As well, they rarely come to visit such a luxurious and grand cruise ship, although the cruise ship is nominally Song Zhichao.

But Song Zhichao has been busy with work and has no time to take a cruise to travel. This luxury cruise can only be placed on the pier to bask in the sun. Occasionally, old friends clean up or paint for maintenance.

Today, it is rare for Song Zhichao to go out to travel. Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were so happy that they couldn't wait to be the captain and start the giant cruising on the sea.

Soon, the luxury ship docked near an isolated island in the middle of the sea.

The sun, sunny day, the blue sea water, chirping seagulls.

Three pretty waitresses stood beside each other properly, and Song Zhichao brought a cocktail, leaned on the sun loungers on the deck, and looked into the distance.

Niu Xiong wore big shorts and learned to look like a diving athlete at the bow. He pierced his head and splashed a large splash of water.

Then I heard this guy screaming in the sea.

When a waitress saw that he was almost tossing downstairs, she threw down a lifebuoy.

Niu Xiong put a lifebuoy on it, but he couldn't get up. He was so waving in the sea that he was so hard that he could not do it. He was tying his stinging, and then he was scattering his dog, showing off his wet and black legs and big feet like a savage.

Song Zhichao glanced at the bald man Jin Jiu. This guy dressed like Niu Xiong. He looked at the sea with hope, but he didn't dive, but served him by his side, and said to him, why don't you go down?

Jin Jiu scratched his head and said that he had never learned to swim and was afraid of drowning.

Song Zhichao smiled, picked up the cocktail and took another big sip. Before he could put down the glass, he heard a buzzing sound of a speedboat.

A white speedboat shuttled across the sea and soon arrived under the cruise ship.

Song Zhichao put down the cocktail that he had not finished drinking, sighed softly, and lit the cigarette that Jin Jiu gave him.

Jin Jiu said tactfully: "Brother Chao, I'll go and have a look."

Song Zhichao nodded.

Jin Jiu went to greet the guests.

In a moment—

Fu Qingying came slowly, with a tender white face, pretty little ears, and a thin gold necklace hanging around her pink and white neck. Her extremely neatly trimmed and slightly fluffy hair style made her look even more charming and noble.

But her face was a little bad, her pretty face was angry, and she had a unique charm.

Fu Qingying followed Jin Jiu and went to the deck, and said angrily: "Are you so afraid of seeing me? Didn't you make an appointment to meet at the company, why did you change to this cruise ship? Oh, I understand, the sea is vast here, let alone those paparazzi, you can't even see a ghost. It's really a good place to date and meet!" His tone was full of sarcastic.

Thumb, the silver stiletto heels came to Song Zhichao and said angrily: "Why don't you answer me? Did I say that you've called me? Now I'm a divorced person, and all paparazzi in Hong Kong are staring at me. Are you afraid of causing trouble?"

Song Zhichao frowned, pointed to the sun lounger in front of him, and said, "Sit down."

Fu Qingying sat down honestly and unceremoniously, then looked at Jin Jiu and the three waitresses on the deck.

Song Zhichao said: "Your own is not the paparazzi reporter you mentioned." He helped Fu Qingying pour a glass of juice and handed it over to her.

Fu Qingying came to Hong Kong from Japan, and the first person she wanted to meet was herself, but she could only choose such a venue to meet. No wonder she was angry.

Fu Qingying took the juice and was stunned for a moment. She was really unhappy. Song Zhichao asked her to come here to meet her - she was not shameful, so why did she do it like stealing the sun.

But she also understands people, knowing that the time she is at is wrong. If she is really targeted by those gossip paparazzi and photographs meeting Song Zhichao, then those people may not be able to write randomly, and how to be erotic. At that time, it will not be one or two people who will suffer, and the Fu family, Lin family, and Song Zhichao may be exposed.

Fu Qingying snorted coldly with her nose and found a way to go. "To be honest, don't be self-indulgent. I thought I miss you so I would fly from Japan all the way - I have to go through the divorce procedures. In addition, the reason why I was the first to look for you was that something happened in Japan."

Song Zhichao picked up the unfinished cocktail, took a sip, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tell you that you won't let your Japanese business be thrown to me, but you're a hand-off manager - our electronics business in Japan has been sanctioned. To be precise, the raw materials such as semiconductors and other high-end electronic products we need to manufacture mobile phones, laptops and other high-end electronic products have been restricted by many Japanese consortium companies."

Song Zhichao was stunned after hearing this.

Fu Qingying continued: "In addition, the Japanese tax department requires us to pay more taxes, which is called environmental protection or something. In short, it is a mess to ask us how much money we need."

After hearing Fu Qingying's words, Song Zhichao understood—
Chapter completed!