295: Chapter 295 The Power Behind Chu Weimin

The phone rang four or five times, but there was no answer, causing Chu Weimin to knit his brows even tighter.

After the first call went unanswered, Chu Weimin dialed again. Finally, after ringing for ten seconds, the call went through.

However, it was slightly different from what Chu Weimin had expected. A woman's voice came from the other end, accompanied by a foreign accent and speaking somewhat broken Chinese, her tone sounding rather displeased.

"Mr. Chu, why are you calling so late? Is there some urgent matter?"

Hearing this, Chu Weimin immediately recognized the person on the other end. He quickly adjusted his emotions and forced a polite smile onto his face, even though the person on the other end of the phone couldn't possibly see it.

"Uh, hello, Young Miss Lisa, I'm very sorry to disturb you so late."

"Alright, alright," Lisa really couldn't stand the hypocritical ways of the Dragon Country people. She waved her hand impatiently and said bluntly, "Speak, what exactly is the matter?"

Hearing this, Chu Weimin hurriedly and tentatively asked, "It's like this, some problems have arisen here in Dragon Country, and I would like to report to Mr. Smith. I don't know if Mr. Smith is available right now."

Lisa curled her lips in great displeasure, thinking to herself: You don't even look at what time it is, how could he be available! But considering the other party's status, she couldn't show too much.

Therefore, Lisa responded in a cold tone: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Chu, Mr. Smith has a cocktail party tonight and has already gone to sleep."

The smile on Chu Weimin's face stiffened slightly. In the current situation, one second later meant one more point of danger. No one knew what Zhang Min's ending would be. If Zhang Min were to turn him in, then what could he talk about revenge!

A trace of displeasure flashed in the depths of Chu Weimin's eyes, and his tone cooled by a few degrees: "I see... Alright then. Please trouble you to convey this once Mr. Smith wakes up. It is a matter of great importance. Please trouble Mr. Smith to call me back as soon as possible."

"Alright, Mr. Chu." Lisa said perfunctorily, "Then goodbye? Have a good night's sleep."

"Goodb—," Before Chu Weimin could finish his words, the busy signal of "beep beep" already came from Lisa's side.

Chu Weimin was so angry he wanted to smash his phone, but thinking that he still had to contact Goldman Sachs Investment in the United States through Smith, he sighed helplessly and then placed the phone steadily on the table.

At this moment, in the presidential suite of the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Ginza, Tokyo, Japan, the neon ambient lighting created a romantic atmosphere.

Lisa, who had just hung up Chu Weimin's call, was wrapped in a sexy black sheer nightgown, outlining her curvaceous figure.

Lisa swayed her body to the dining table, picked up a bottle of 1990 Romanée-Conti red wine, and poured it into a goblet. Then she walked towards the bedroom, her high heels making a slight "tap-tap" sound on the carpet.

Walking into the bedroom, she saw a sturdy European middle-aged man on the bed, smoking a cigar and leaning against the headboard, the thick hair on his chest appearing particularly striking under the ambiguous lighting.

This man was Smith, an executive vice president of Goldman Sachs Investment in the United States, specifically responsible for matters related to Asia.

Smith looked Lisa up and down, desire flashing in his eyes without any concealment, just like a hungry wolf seeing prey.

Lisa walked up close, leaned over, and handed the red wine over, a flash of snow-white skin nearly bursting out, her movements charming and seductive.

Smith took the wine glass, but his large hands mischievously grabbed her perky, ample buttocks, the force neither too light nor too heavy, carrying a bit of teasing.

Lisa gave a light "hum," her face showing no anger, but instead carrying a hint of coquettish laughter.

The two clinked glasses, took a sip each, and then Lisa placed the red wine on the bedside table, her body gracefully lying in Smith's arms.

Immediately after, Lisa's jade hands rested restlessly on Smith's chest, her fingertips turning like a water snake, and then slowly probing downwards.

Smith wore an appearance of enjoyment, evidently very much enjoying Lisa's actions.

However, while Smith closed his eyes to enjoy, he did not forget to ask about the previous call: "Baby, who called so late?"

Lisa did not stop her movements, raised her head, her eyes filled with a bit of charm, and said softly: "Chu Weimin from Chus Investment on Hong Kong Island. He said something happened in Dragon Country and wanted to report to you, boss."

Hearing this, Smith was suddenly energized, opened his eyes, raised his hand to pat Lisa's perky buttocks, and asked: "Did he say what happened?"

Lisa straightened her body, looking at Smith with charming, silk-like eyes, while raising her hand to gather her wavy hair, and said: "No. Didn't you say not to answer anyone's call tonight? I just said you were drunk and had already gone to sleep. Alright, stop thinking about these things. We weren't finished just now, I still want to~" Saying this, Lisa was about to lean over and probe down again.

Smith, however, furrowed his brows slightly, vaguely feeling some unease. Ever since Chus Investment obtained investment from the boss, Chu Weimin rarely sought him out. Plus, the subsequent series of actions by Chus Investment were relatively smooth, so he hadn't given it too much attention.

Now, for this Chu Weimin to call in the middle of the night, there must be some tricky matter, right?

No, better to figure it out!

Smith pondered for a moment, then patted Lisa again and said decisively: "Baby, stop for a second, bring the phone to me first. Chu Weimin calling so late must be for something important."

"Alright." Lisa said vaguely, getting out of bed very reluctantly. Not long after, she brought the phone over and handed it to Smith. Then, she leaned over and kissed Smith's face lightly, her voice charming: "Boss, then you make the call, I'll go take a shower."

Smith was very satisfied with the thoughtfulness of his secretary. He patted Lisa's perky buttocks and nodded in response: "Hmm, go ahead."

Lisa immediately turned and left, her steps swaying, just like an elegant cat.

Smith watched Lisa leave, then looked down at the phone in his hand, found Chu Weimin's number from the call history, and dialed back. However, Smith's expression immediately became serious. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of gravity and depth.

Not long after, the call connected.

On the other end of the phone, Chu Weimin's voice came through, with a hint of respect and hidden urgency in his tone: "Hello, may I ask, is this Mr. Smith?"

"Hmm, this is Smith." Smith's voice was low, carrying a hint of laziness and intoxication, just as if he had just woken up from a drunken sleep.

Hearing Smith's voice, Chu Weimin relaxed slightly in his heart and responded: "Hello, hello, Mr. Smith, I am really very sorry to disturb your rest. It's just that the matter is urgent, and I had no choice but to call you at this time."

"No need for pleasantries. I heard from Lisa that something happened in Dragon Country? What is it that makes Mr. Chu unable to rest and having to call so late?"

"Uh. Alright!" Subsequently, Chu Weimin reported the series of recent events to Smith...

After about three to five minutes, Smith's brows furrowed tightly, and he confirmed in disbelief: "So, your meaning is, the Dragon Country Security Bureau very likely has already grasped the criminal evidence of Zhao Lintai?"

"This, to tell you the truth, I haven't confirmed it yet. However, Chen Mo is, in the end, just a lackey of Zhao Lintai, doing some shady dealings for him, but it also cannot be ruled out that the Security Bureau has already focused on Zhao Lintai through Chen Mo. As the saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry." Chu Weimin reminded.

Smith was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and then continued: "What Mr. Chu says also makes sense. Being careful is correct. However, I also want to remind Mr. Chu, the boss does things only looking at results, not the process. To support Mr. Chu, the boss has invested quite a bit. If Mr. Chu lets the boss's investment go down the drain, the consequences would be quite serious. I think I don't need to say more about this, right?"

Hearing this, Chu Weimin's heart tightened, and cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead. He hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, Mr. Smith is right. Although there have been some mistakes now, I guarantee that Chus Investment will definitely not let the boss down. It's just that the current situation is unclear, and I am in the middle of it, so there are some things I can't decide on for a moment, which is why I rashly made this call to you. I hope Mr. Smith can provide some help."

"Hmm. I understand what you mean. Then how about this, stop the activities with the Zhao family for now. Leave the matters in Shanghai to the people below to take over. As for other things, I will arrange for people to investigate clearly."

Chu Weimin felt slightly relieved. This was basically consistent with his own thoughts, but regarding himself, Smith did not explicitly state anything.

Therefore, Chu Weimin asked hesitantly: "Then, Mr. Smith, do I need to leave Hong Kong Island for a while? After all, Hong Kong Island is also Dragon Country's territory. If Zhang Min turns me in, it is inevitable that I will be targeted by the Security Bureau."

Hearing this, the corners of Smith's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a sneer. After cursing in his heart, he mocked: "Mr. Chu, do you think that if you leave Hong Kong Island, the people from the Security Bureau won't be able to target you? You must remember, you are a businessman. You can just pretend you don't know about Zhang Min's relationship with Hongmen. Besides, even if the people from the Security Bureau find you, you have a US Green Card, you have US citizenship. Does such an identity need to fear the Dragon Country Security Bureau?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Smith is right. It's just that I'm worried that if Zhang Min's matter is not handled well by Hongmen, and they turn me in at that time, it will be too late to leave."

A trace of impatience flashed in Smith's eyes: "Rest assured. If the situation changes, I will notify the people on Hong Kong Island to meet you. Things haven't reached that point yet, don't scare yourself, don't act recklessly. Ensure the boss's investment, only then do you have a chance to live well, understand?!"

"Yes, yes, I understand."

"Hmm, wait for my call." After saying this, Smith hung up the phone and began to ponder with furrowed brows.

The ultimate goal of his boss supporting Chus Investment was to short the real estate industry of Dragon Country, thereby harvesting the assets of Dragon Country.

However, as a major pillar of Dragon Country's GDP, shorting real estate is actually not easy. It is only because in Dragon Country, behind the real estate industry are the banks, the local finances, and the countless 'mortgage slaves' of Dragon Country. Dragon Country will never sit idly by and watch the real estate bubble burst.

Therefore, to achieve the boss's ultimate goal, the only way is to invest through the method of external debt taken by real estate companies within Dragon Country.

And Chus Investment is a 'white glove' favored by the boss. Acquiring Hongtai Construction in Shanghai was just one part of the boss's plan, and also the beginning of entering the Dragon Country real estate market.

If this first chess piece went wrong, not only Chu Weimin, but even he himself would not have a good ending.

Thinking clearly about these, Smith calculated the time difference with the United States, thinking that the boss should have woken up, so he dialed the boss's number.