598: Chapter 593 They should go home.

Every word from Shen Yan.

Every expression.

It turned out that it wasn't arrogance.

It was a sentence.

It turned out that it wasn't an invitation to collaborate.

It was a long-premeditated, precise hunt.

Zheng Tianxiao was not a hero who turned the tide.

He was just the first prey to be sacrificed.

This Mainlander named Shen Yan.

Who exactly was he?

What kind of power stood behind him?

No one knew.

The unknown brought even greater fear.

At this moment.

The man who triggered this storm.

Was taking his daughter to have breakfast at the rooftop restaurant of the Peninsula Hotel.

Youyou really liked the Har Gow here.

Her small mouth was stuffed full.

Shen Ya was by her side, gently wiping the oil stains from the corner of her mouth.

Shen Yan looked at them.

The changing winds and clouds of Hong Kong City seemed to have nothing to do with him.

His private jet was already parked on the runway of Kai Tak Airport.

They should go home.

The wind was very strong.

It blew the tips of Youyou's hair.

It also blew the hem of Shen Ya's trench coat.

Shen Yan straightened his daughter's small hat.

Then he helped his sister adjust her scarf.

The boarding stairs had already been lowered.

The flight attendants waited quietly at the cabin door.

Youyou hugged Shen Yan's leg.

Her little face was buried against his pants.

She didn't want to leave.

Shen Yan crouched down.

He didn't say anything.

He just used his fingertip to gently scratch his daughter's nose.

Youyou looked up.

There was moisture in her eyes.

"Daddy, come back early."

Shen Yan nodded.

He looked at Shen Ya.

In Shen Ya's eyes, there was worry.

Not for business.

But for him as a person.

She knew that her brother staying behind meant there was an even more turbulent undercurrent beneath the surface of Hong Kong City that needed to be settled.

"Brother, take care of yourself."

"Mm."

Shen Yan stood up.

He watched them walk up the spiral stairs.

The cabin door closed.

The engines roared.

The gulfstream g650 taxied on the runway, accelerated, then lifted its head and pierced into the clouds.

Not until that silver speck of light disappeared into the horizon did Shen Yan turn around.

Shen Yan turned around.

A black rolls-royce phantom glided silently behind him.

He sat inside.

Inside the car.

Chen Guangke was already there.

The circles under his eyes were dark.

Clearly, he hadn't slept all night.

But his spirit was in a state of extreme excitement.

In front of him sat a laptop.

On the screen was a dense stream of data.

It was the real-time server information of Ocean Shipping.

"All the data has been copied."

Chen Guangke's voice was a bit raspy.

"Our people have already taken control of their information center."

Shen Yan looked at the scenery rapidly receding outside the window.

"What about HR?"

"The list of senior management and their profiles are all here."

Chen Guangke opened a folder.

Inside were dozens of photos and resumes.

Every single one was a big name in the Hong Kong shipping industry.

"According to your instructions, not a single one was touched."

"But..."

Chen Guangke paused.

"Secretly, eighteen people are networking."

"They want to contact Zheng Tianxiao."

"There are also five people secretly transferring assets and cleaning up their own messes."

"The list."

Shen Yan uttered two words.

Chen Guangke sent a list to Shen Yan's tablet.

Twenty-three names.

Positions, photos, and the little tricks they were doing.

All perfectly clear.

These were details that the system's intelligence could not cover.

But they were what Chen Guangke and his team had forcibly dug out from a massive amount of data and surveillance within twelve hours.

This was why Shen Yan trusted him.

Brothers weren't just for drinking together.

They were for going to the battlefield together.

"Deal with them."

Shen Yan's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Use the most legal and most painful way for them."

"Understood."

Chen Guangke nodded.

He knew what to do.

Certain friends in the Commercial Crime Investigation Bureau should be very interested in these materials.

For the rest of their lives, these people would likely spend it in Stanley Prison.

The car stopped in Central.

Ocean Shipping Group Tower.

Sixty-six stories high.

It was one of the landmarks by Victoria Harbour.

Yesterday, this was Zheng Tianxiao's empire.

Today, it was surnamed Shen.

Shen Yan and Chen Guangke walked into the building.

No entourage.

No media reporters.

Even the building's security didn't know who these two young Eastern faces were.

Until they stepped into the chairman's private elevator, which required dual authentication of iris and fingerprints.

The entire group's security system issued a highest-level alarm.

In the control room.

The security supervisor looked at the green "Access Granted" text on the screen, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

Only one person had access to this elevator.

Zheng Tianxiao.

But the person on the screen was clearly not Zheng Tianxiao.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice trembling.

"Lock down the top floor, nobody move!"

Too late.

The elevator doors opened silently on the sixty-sixth floor.

The Chairman's office.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows was the scenery of all Hong Kong City.

Several vice presidents of Ocean Shipping were gathered here.

The expressions on their faces were fear and confusion.

They were Zheng Tianxiao's confidants.

And currently, the most powerful people in the entire group.

They had waited here all night.

But they hadn't received any news from Zheng Tianxiao.

They only received the announcement of the company's acquisition.

And a strange name.

Panshi Capital.

The elevator doors opened.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused there.

When they saw Shen Yan and Chen Guangke walking out.

Their eyes were filled with doubt, incomprehension, and vigilance.

"Who are you people?"

A white-haired vice president with the most seniority stepped forward.

His tone was somewhat polite.

But it carried a sense of condescending interrogation.

Shen Yan didn't look at him.

He walked straight behind the massive desk that symbolized power.

He sat down.

The chair that belonged to Zheng Tianxiao was very comfortable.

He picked up a crystal ornament on the desk.

It was a sailing ship.

Smooth sailing.

He toyed with it.

As if he were the only person in the entire office.

This disregard.

Was more infuriating than any scolding.

The old vice president's face turned red.

"I'm asking you a question!"

"This is the Chairman's office of Ocean Shipping!"

"Not just anyone can come in!"

Chen Guangke stepped forward.

He placed a tablet computer on the conference table.

The screen lit up.

On it was a share transfer agreement.

And a lawyer's notarized document.

As well as an official announcement from the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.

White paper.

Black ink.

Red seal.

The office instantly fell into a dead silence.

One could hear a pin drop.

The vice presidents' eyes stared fixedly at that document.

The color on their faces drained away bit by bit.

Turning as pale as paper.

They finally knew who Panshi Capital was.

They also finally knew who this young man in front of them was.

He was the one who, in the Yunxiao Pavilion, had ended Zheng Tianxiao's entire empire with just a few words.

He was the one who had made the North American Maritime Alliance overturn the sanctions order overnight.

He was the new master of Ocean Shipping.

Shen Yan.