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Zhang Yang had just returned home when he received a call from Black Wolf.
"They seem to be making a deal soon," Black Wolf said.
"Is the information reliable?" Zhang Yang asked.
"It is reliable, but I don't know the specific time and place. I met Tiger Head tonight; he invited me to dinner, and I accepted. During dinner, I asked him what he's been busy with lately and if he could teach me a few moves. He said to talk about it in a couple of days. I then asked if he was involved in some big business, and he replied, 'There is indeed a big deal,' then changed the subject," Black Wolf explained.
"Then we can only keep an eye on him. However, it's better not to find anything than to expose ourselves," Zhang Yang sensed something was off.
"Don't worry. I'll have Nickname and Great Victory keep an eye on Tiger Head while I watch Black Whirlwind," Black Wolf said before hanging up.
Just as Zhang Yang put down the phone, another call came in. To his surprise, it was Sister Yao.
"Hey handsome, I'm treating you to dinner! Now that I'm in Haizhou, we should have seafood," Sister Yao said cheerfully.
"Aren't you here for business? How do you have so much free time?" Zhang Yang replied casually.
"I only have a business meeting the day after tomorrow, and then we're leaving. If you're free tomorrow, I'll treat you to dinner," Sister Yao said.
"Can your 'assistant' let you come out?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
"My assistant has to listen to me, right? Let's go tomorrow night; where do you want to eat?" Sister Yao asked.
"How about we go to the seaside for some street food? You know, the kind with plastic tents—it's cheap and authentic," Zhang Yang agreed unexpectedly.
After finishing the call with Sister Yao, the phone rang again. This time it was Ding Weiwei. "Who are you on the phone with for so long? Are you secretly seeing another woman behind my back?" Ding Weiwei pouted playfully.
"Just chatting with Fatty Pan," Zhang Yang replied, not telling the truth.
"Let's go watch a movie tomorrow," Ding Weiwei suggested.
"Yeah, tomorrow is Saturday, and it's a long weekend," Zhang Yang suddenly remembered. After entering senior year, ordinary weekends required self-study, but every four weeks there was a long weekend where students didn't have to go to school for self-study on Saturday and Sunday.
So, Zhang Yang made plans with Ding Weiwei to have lunch together and watch a movie in the afternoon. After hanging up, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that he already had a girlfriend but had met a beautiful stranger and was getting distracted, agreeing to have lunch with her, which felt a bit reckless.
In fact, his current mindset was far from that of Zhang Xunqiu back in the day; Zhao Wang's wife was interested, and he wouldn't hesitate.
"Anyway, she’s leaving the day after tomorrow. Having a meal is just having a meal; it’s not like we’re doing anything else," Zhang Yang reassured himself.
The next day during lunch and while watching the movie, Zhang Yang felt somewhat restless. Ding Weiwei even touched his forehead. "Maybe I drank cold water this morning; my stomach doesn't feel great," Zhang Yang said. "I’ll be fine after watching the movie and resting at home."
"You live alone; don’t keep drinking cold water. Boil some hot water to drink," Ding Weiwei advised. She insisted on taking Zhang Yang to the pharmacy to buy some medicine and carefully read the instructions on how to take it before heading home.
At 6 PM that evening, Zhang Yang received a call from Sister Yao. After meeting up, he took her to a seafood stall. Since it was early spring and still quite chilly, the so-called stall was set up in a temporary plastic greenhouse, resembling a larger version of those used for growing vegetables.
Sister Yao insisted on eating crab, so Zhang Yang ordered spicy stir-fried crab. "Isn't steamed crab supposed to be the best?" Sister Yao asked.
"Crabs are fattest when they’re in their golden phase during wheat harvest season; that’s when they’re best steamed with ginger vinegar. But it’s not that time now, so spicy stir-fried is more appetizing," Zhang Yang explained.
"Aren't chrysanthemum crabs supposed to be fat? Isn’t that in autumn? How come you say they’re fattest during wheat harvest?" Sister Yao questioned.
"You know quite a bit! You're talking about river crabs like Hairy Crab, which are eaten around Mid-Autumn Festival. Right now we're eating sea crabs; their peak times are different," Zhang Yang laughed. "Let’s also get a Giant Snakehead steamed and some snails; that should be enough for us."
"Let's get some more shrimp!" Sister Yao said.
"The problem is we can't eat that much," Zhang Yang persuaded.
"Don't worry, I said I'm treating. Are you afraid I don't have money?" Sister Yao surprisingly opened her exquisite handbag, revealing a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills, amounting to about twenty thousand yuan. Zhang Yang was somewhat shocked. "What kind of business are you in to carry so much cash?"
"This is my pocket money; it has nothing to do with business," Sister Yao pouted and then placed the order. The waiter smiled and went to prepare it.
"If your pocket money is this much, then your business must be quite big," Zhang Yang said leisurely. He was someone who didn't care much about money, spending it casually. The money his family had left him was running low now.
"I'll show you the ropes; it's easy to make money. It just depends on whether you have the guts. What's the point of going to school?" Sister Yao said with a cheerful look at Zhang Yang.
Guts? Could it be some shady business?
To cover up his thoughts, Zhang Yang took out his phone and started fiddling with it. "Our phones are the same! What a coincidence!" Sister Yao exclaimed joyfully as if she had discovered something new, and then pulled out her phone, which indeed was the same model of Apple.
Zhang Yang smiled and put his phone down on the table. Sister Yao placed their two phones together, but Zhang Yang ignored it and continued chatting casually. The dishes arrived quickly, and Sister Yao's attention turned to the seafood as she began to eat heartily.
After a while, Sister Yao got up to go to the restroom but surprisingly did not take her phone with her.
As soon as Sister Yao left, her phone rang. Zhang Yang looked at the caller ID and saw it was Alang calling. He thought he would wait for Sister Yao to return before answering and didn't pay it any mind. Less than thirty seconds after the call ended, a text message notification chimed in. Zhang Yang glanced toward the restroom but didn't see Sister Yao's figure, so he picked up the phone and opened the message.
"Where have you been? Hurry back; the transaction time has changed!"
After reading it, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a sense of unease, sensing that these two people from Tianfu Province might be problematic. He quickly deleted the message he had read and put his phone back in place.
"Your phone just rang," Sister Yao said when she returned, as Zhang Yang reminded her.
"Sorry, I need to make another call." Sister Yao picked up her phone and hurried outside the greenhouse. "Eat quickly; I have to go back after we're done," she said as she returned.
After sending Sister Yao back to the hotel, Zhang Yang quickly dialed Black Wolf's phone, arranging to meet near Seaside Grand Hotel.
"I suspect I've run into someone dealing with Black Ghost, someone from Tianfu Province," Zhang Yang said. "Oh? That's interesting. It seems Black Whirlwind has been making arrangements today. I heard he talked with Black Ghost for quite a while," Black Wolf replied.
"Hurry and find Black Bear to make some preparations. I suspect it could be Tomorrow's Deal. I'll notify the police; once those two are taken down, seize the opportunity to rise," Zhang Yang said.
After Black Wolf left, Zhang Yang pondered for a moment.
"Let's gamble!" He called Detective Wang Siyuan, claiming that a deal would take place tomorrow and that the information was reliable, providing Sister Yao's and Alang's room numbers.
Wang Siyuan had already coordinated with the Anti-Drug Squad. Upon receiving Zhang Yang's call, he immediately began arranging personnel to keep a close watch on the two.
A large net for capturing them was quickly set in motion. However, what Wang Siyuan didn't expect was that Zhang Yang's so-called reliable information was merely his speculation combined with a gambling mentality.
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