597: Chapter 592 This is definitely not a coincidence

K.

Kevin.

The head of the Hosen Family, and now one of the seven members of the Alliance Executive Committee.

An ambitious politician.

What Shen Yan gave him was the thing he wanted most.

Ocean Shipping was merely a tool Kevin used to flex his muscles and consolidate his status.

Now, the tool's purpose had been achieved.

Naturally, it no longer had any value in existing.

A storm sufficient to shake the financial circles of Hong Kong City.

Between a few messages from Shen Yan.

Formed.

And then dissipated.

He dialed another number.

Wang Haidong.

The call connected.

Shen Yan didn't speak.

From the receiver came Wang Haidong's suppressed, excited voice.

He said everything was going too smoothly.

Incredibly smooth.

Several Port Authorities that were originally making things difficult in every way suddenly became pleasant and cooperative.

Distributors they couldn't negotiate with for months took the initiative to call and request cooperation.

Even their biggest competitor, "Global Ocean Logistics," was in a state of chaos due to internal audits.

Ceding a large chunk of market share to them.

Wang Haidong credited all of this to the team's hard work and a bit of luck.

He didn't know.

His so-called luck.

Was just some "freebies" included in the payment Shen Yan gave Kevin.

Kevin needed political achievements.

Shen Yan's company was his best political achievement.

A "high-quality partner" who actively cooperated with the Alliance's rules and invested heavily in the North America market.

Shen Yan listened to Wang Haidong's report.

Without explaining.

He only said four words.

"Continue pushing forward."

Then, he hung up the phone.

Trust doesn't need explanations.

It only needs results.

He dialed Chen Guangke's number.

On the other end, the background noise was a bit loud.

Chen Guangke should still be at the company.

"AYan?"

"I've acquired the Zheng Clan's Ocean Shipping."

Shen Yan's voice was very calm.

On the other end of the phone, there was a dead silence for ten seconds.

Then, there was the sound of a sharp intake of breath.

And the loud bang of a chair falling over.

Chen Guangke's voice was slightly out of tune.

"You... say that again?"

"Which Zheng Clan?"

"Which Ocean Shipping?"

"The one in Hong Kong City?"

Shen Yan didn't repeat himself.

He knew his brother.

His brain was probably working at high speed right now.

"Assemble a takeover team."

"Legal, Finance Department, audit."

"I want the top people."

"Be in Hong Kong City within forty-eight hours."

"I want all the operational data and financial statements of Ocean Shipping from the past ten years."

"Dig out all the landmines."

"But don't touch its existing HR Staff structure."

"Especially the upper management."

"Don't move a single one."

Chen Guangke's voice had regained its composure.

He only asked one question.

"What about the funds?"

"Which account will the one billion HKD acquisition payment come from?"

Shen Yan glanced out the window.

"No need."

"Our account will soon have an extra thirty billion."

"From North America Global Ocean Logistics' 'market compensation'."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Guangke fell silent again.

This time, Shen Yan could imagine the expression on his face.

It was a mixture of shock, confusion, and extreme excitement.

After a long time.

Chen Guangke said one thing.

"You guy, just how many things have you been hiding from me?"

"Understood."

"The people will arrive tomorrow."

The call hung up.

The entire business landscape of Hong Kong City began to shake violently because of these few phone calls.

However, those within it were still completely unaware.

They only saw the tsunami.

But they didn't know that the person who created the tsunami was standing quietly at its center.

The bedroom door opened.

Shen Ya walked out.

She handed Shen Yan a glass of warm water.

She didn't ask anything about the business.

She just looked at her brother.

There was some heartache in her eyes.

From their parents' accident to him being betrayed, and now to this.

This man had carried everything alone.

He was becoming more and more powerful.

And also more and more lonely.

Shen Yan took the glass.

He took a sip.

The water temperature was just right.

"Brother."

Shen Ya said softly.

"Youyou has fallen asleep."

"She wants to go home."

Shen Yan nodded.

Go home.

Yes.

It's time to go home.

Hong Kong City was just a chess piece in his global layout.

His roots were in the Mainland.

There, he had an empire to build.

Family members to protect.

And that woman who was waiting for him to return.

Liu Hui.

Thinking of this name, Shen Yan's expression softened a bit.

He took out his phone.

Not the black encrypted communicator.

But the one he usually used.

The screen saver was Youyou's smiling face.

He found Liu Hui's number.

He wanted to dial it.

But then he stopped.

He glanced at the time.

It was the early hours of the morning.

He didn't want to wake her up.

He opened the memo.

He noted down one thing on it.

"Cartier, Paris Flagship Store, 'Queen's Teardrop'."

That was Liu Hui's favorite piece of jewelry.

Before, she had only seen it in magazines.

Shen Yan remembered the longing in her eyes.

The next day.

The sky in Hong Kong City was very blue.

Victoria Harbour was calm.

As if everything from last night was just a dream.

The financial news in Hong Kong City exploded.

The front-page headlines of all media outlets were about the same thing.

[North American Maritime Alliance issues an emergency clarification announcement: The sanctions against Zheng Clan's Ocean Shipping were caused by a data entry error, and all restrictive measures are lifted immediately!]

As soon as the news came out.

The market was in an uproar.

After experiencing a night of panic-induced trading suspension.

Zheng Group's stock hit the limit up immediately at the opening.

Countless shareholders who were still cursing Zheng Tianxiao yesterday instantly became followers singing his praises.

Everyone thought this was Zheng Tianxiao's heaven-defying method.

Reversing the North American Maritime Alliance's decision within seventy-two hours.

Zheng Tianxiao's prestige, at this moment, was even higher than before.

Countless calls were made to Zheng Group.

Those wanting to congratulate.

Those wanting to pry for information.

Those seeking cooperation.

But they couldn't find Zheng Tianxiao.

This business giant who had just staged a "Return of the King" drama had disappeared.

His phone was off.

His office was empty.

His family had nothing to say.

Immediately after.

A second, even heavier piece of news came out through an announcement from the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

Zheng Clan's Ocean Shipping had completed a change in controlling interest.

The owner of the company was no longer Zheng Tianxiao.

But an offshore company registered in the Cayman Islands.

The company's name was "Panshi Capital."

A name no one had ever heard of.

The entire high society of Hong Kong City fell into a state of immense confusion and shock.

Data error?

Change in controlling interest?

These two things happened on the same night.

This was definitely not a coincidence.

Everyone thought of one person.

That young man who had calmly spoken the "seventy-two hours" prophecy at Yunxiao Pavilion.

Shen Yan.

A chill rose from the hearts of everyone who had attended that banquet.

They re-examined everything that had happened that night.