Chapter 59

Chen Wensheng felt extremely depressed. A few days ago, he had brought the new actress he had just hooked up with to Europe for a trip, and they had only arrived in Geneva yesterday. Everything had been going well until he was embarrassed at the Sotheby's auction.

On the way back to the hotel, Chen Wensheng kept thinking about the auctioneer's gaze before the hammer fell, feeling extremely frustrated. He, who had always had a smooth ride in China, felt a deep sense of defeat.

The actress kept nagging about the ring all the way, and even after they got back to the room, she wouldn't stop. Feeling extremely annoyed, Chen Wensheng decided to go for a walk to clear his mind and buy some gifts to shut her up.

Who knew that when he reached the first floor, the actress, who had been nagging non-stop, suddenly said, "You can't even afford a ring." Chen Wensheng, feeling provoked, immediately exploded.

Just as he was fiercely beating the actress to vent his anger, someone suddenly held him down. Before he could react, a man in casual clothes walked up to him!

Gao Yang turned a corner and saw a handsome man beating a woman, cursing as he hit her. A few hotel guests stood by, pointing and whispering, and some were even taking photos. Gao Yang's face darkened, and he signaled to his bodyguard, who nodded and quickly stepped forward to hold the handsome man down.

The handsome man struggled fiercely, shouting, "What are you doing? What are you doing?" Gao Yang slowly walked up to him and said in a deep voice, "Why do you hit a woman?" The handsome man turned to look at Gao Yang and shouted, "What's it to you?"

Gao Yang's face darkened, and he slapped him hard. With a "slap," a bright red handprint appeared on the handsome man's face. The handsome man, stunned, hadn't even reacted when Gao Yang slapped him again, and the other side of his face swelled up.

"What's your name?" Gao Yang asked coldly.

"Chen, Chen Wensheng," Chen Wensheng said in a low voice, his mouth bleeding. He kept his head down, not daring to look at Gao Yang.

At this moment, the hotel staff had already run over. Chen Wensheng's eyes lit up, and he was about to call for security, but he saw Stock step forward to stop the security guards. After a few words, the guards stopped, and Chen Wensheng was dumbfounded.

Gao Yang shook his head slightly and said calmly, "Watch your mouth; not everyone is as easy-going as I am." He glanced at the surrounding guests, coldly snorted, and turned to leave.

Chen Wensheng, who had been released, touched his swollen cheek and glared at Gao Yang's retreating back, but he didn't dare to say a harsh word. He looked at the actress who was sitting on the floor, gritted his teeth, and pulled her up, dragging her back to the room. Chen Wensheng was determined to vent his anger on the actress.

Gao Yang completely ignored this small incident and went back to his room to rest. What he didn't know was that in the 1925 timeline, a meeting was being held to target him.

In 1925, in the魔都 (Mudu) Garrison Command, the newly appointed Zhejiang military governor, Lu Xiaojia, had convened a meeting of senior Zhejiang military officers. It was already late at night, and the various military leaders were whispering to each other in the meeting room. The meeting time specified in the notice had already passed by over an hour, but Lu Xiaojia still hadn't appeared!

The commander of the 24th Mixed Brigade, Yang Huazhao, stubbed out his cigarette and waved his hand, shouting, "Is the Young Marshal already asleep? Commander He, why don't you go and invite him?" His words were filled with heavy sarcasm.

The Mudu Garrison Commander, He Fenglin, put down his teacup and glanced at Yang Huazhao, saying coolly, "I think it's better for Commander Yang to go and invite him, after all, you have more influence." "Hehe," everyone in the room laughed. Yang Huazhao, because of his large face, was privately called "Yang Dali" (Yang Big Face).

"Bang!" Yang Huazhao slammed his hand on the table, his face dark, and shouted, "He Fatso! You old scoundrel! Do you think I won't beat you to death?"

He Fenglin's face immediately darkened, and he stood up, shouting, "You damn it, I'll beat you to death!" He kicked his chair away and rushed towards Yang Huazhao. Even before Governor Lu's death, these two had been at odds over military funds, and now, without Governor Lu's restraint, their conflict immediately erupted.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Yang Huazhao, a seasoned veteran, rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards He Fenglin. The people in the room quickly stepped forward to separate them, and some were even whistling and watching the commotion. The two, held back, started to curse each other.

Just as the meeting room was in chaos, Lu Xiaojia walked in. Seeing the room in disarray, like a market, Lu Xiaojia's face turned grim, and he slammed his hand on the table to quiet everyone down. However, he wasn't his father, and few people gave him any respect. It wasn't until they saw that Lu Xiaojia was followed by the Japanese consul, Kōtō Yūkai, and a Japanese officer that the room slowly returned to order.

When the meeting room finally quieted down, Lu Xiaojia, with a dark face, wanted to scold them but couldn't bring himself to say it. After a moment, he said, "Today's meeting has two special guests."

He then turned to introduce them, "This is someone you all should know, Mr. Kōtō Yūkai, the Japanese consul in Mudu." Kōtō Yūkai stood up and bowed slightly. No one gave him any face, and instead, a few cold snorts were heard. No one was a fool; most people knew that Governor Lu's death was the work of the Japanese, and they were disdainful of Lu Xiaojia's association with them. However, the people in the room were all seasoned veterans and didn't show any reaction.

Lu Xiaojia, twitching his eyes, continued to introduce the other Japanese officer, "This is the aide to General Sakai Rihachirō, Colonel Tōhara Kenji." Tōhara Kenji stepped forward and bowed slightly. Lu Xiaojia then said, "I have called you all here today to discuss avenging my father's death!"

"Hehe, what's there to discuss? Isn't the one responsible right next to you?" said the commander of the Zhejiang Supplementary Brigade, Zang Zhiping, with a cold laugh. Everyone in the room "hehe" laughed.

Kōtō Yūkai's face tightened, and he stood up, saying in a deep voice, "Gentlemen! Governor Lu was killed by the ungrateful Gao Yang, who also bribed the assassin to frame our Great Japanese Empire. This is something our Great Japanese Empire absolutely cannot tolerate! We are here to help you."

No one in the room spoke. Everyone knew the situation, but it was clear that this wasn't the time to talk about it, especially since Governor Lu's son was now working with the Japanese. If the son didn't care, why should they?

"Cough," Lu Xiaojia, seeing the expressionless faces of the people in the room, coughed and said, "Gao Yang and my father were sworn brothers, but he cruelly killed my father to seize the Zhejiang military's foundation." As he said this, Lu Xiaojia reached up to wipe his eyes, but of course, there were no tears.

Lu Xiaojia, with a choked voice, continued, "My father treated all of you well. I ask you, uncles, to avenge my father." Lu Xiaojia's performance was quite good, emotional and moving, but no one in the room responded, and his efforts were wasted on the air.

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, the Mudu Garrison Commander, He Fenglin, coughed and said, "Xiaojia, I think we should take our time to consider this matter."

Tōhara Kenji, who had been quietly sitting since entering, suddenly spoke, "Oh? All of you have been favored by Governor Lu. Why do you need to take your time to consider avenging him?" No one spoke, thinking that if they were to avenge him, it would be against the Japanese, but since Lu Xiaojia didn't care, why should they?

Tōhara Kenji stood up and looked around, saying slowly, "Is there any difficulty?" Zang Zhiping laughed and said, "There is a bit of difficulty, and that is, we can't beat Gao Yang's Soviet army!"

Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Zang Zhiping had spoken their minds. Gao Yang's business was so prosperous, and the enormous wealth made everyone envious! But what could they do about it? Gao Yang had tens of thousands of troops, and who would dare to touch his property? Besides, most of his wealth was stored in American banks, and even if they sent troops to raid his companies, there would be no profit, only a deadly enemy.

Tōhara Kenji shook his head and smiled, saying, "I won't talk about big principles. Let me talk about something practical. Everyone knows how rich Gao Yang is, right?" No one responded, just watching him quietly.

Tōhara Kenji walked to the main seat and waved his hands, saying, "Such a huge fortune, I think no one would be uninterested. I have a plan. Our Great Japanese Empire will contact Sun Chuanfang in the south, Zhang Dashi in the north, and Yu Dashi in Henan to coordinate with all of you to attack Gao Yang! We will provide the military funds and weapons. After eliminating Gao Yang's forces, we will divide his property together. Are you interested in this plan?" Tōhara Kenji's face was filled with a sincere smile.

At this moment, in the modern timeline, Gao Yang, who had already fallen asleep, had no idea that a huge storm was about to hit him.

The next morning, Gao Yang left a check with Stock to handle the ring and diamond matters and set off for Bern.

On the evening of September 4th, Gao Yang walked out of Incheon International Airport. During this time, he had been in Bern with his parents, playing mahjong and taking walks every day, only occasionally visiting the 1925 timeline. His parents were very happy, and his mother cooked every day until the day of Chae Seo-jin's debut anniversary.

Jin Yongnam, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Boss, you've worked hard." "Oh," Gao Yang looked at him and responded lightly. Stock had gone to Gulfstream, and didn't come this time.

Walking out of the airport to the car, Gao Yang looked at Jin Yongnam and smiled, "Give me the car keys." Jin Yongnam was taken aback but quickly handed over the car keys. Gao Yang turned and smiled at the bodyguards, waving his hand, "You've all worked hard. I'm going on a date, so you don't need to follow me. Take this time off and have fun. I'll notify you when it's time to leave."

For Gao Yang, even if he encountered an army, he could retreat through time travel, so there was no need to worry about safety. It would be troublesome to have bodyguards around during a date.

Getting into the BMW, he left the airport and headed towards Seoul. Tomorrow was Chae Seo-jin's 6th anniversary of her debut, and he had already promised to come and celebrate with his girlfriend.

Gao Yang drove to the apartment in Cheongdam-dong, walked into the living room, changed into slippers, put away his clothes, and lay down on the sofa, taking out his phone to call Chae Seo-jin.

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