Shanghai, Seaview One!
Su Chen was lounging leisurely on a recliner in front of the second-floor floor-to-ceiling window, an old novel in his hands. He would nod from time to time, as if in praise of the book’s quality.
He had bought this old book at a second-hand bookstore back when he visited Tongli Ancient Town. He’d also picked up several other interesting collections of short stories.
Just then, Jiang Hui strode up from downstairs. As he neared Su Chen, he slowed his pace considerably.
He walked respectfully to Su Chen’s side and said, "Sir, President Pei and Mr. Chen Fei have arrived."
"They’re all here," Su Chen said, putting down his book. He stretched languidly before getting up and heading downstairs.
As soon as he got downstairs, he saw the two of them sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing. When they saw Su Chen, they quickly stood up.
"Good morning, Sir!"
"Mm," Su Chen nodded slightly. He walked over to a standalone armchair and sat down, then waved for the two of them to be seated.
Just then, Jiang Hui came over with three glasses of juice. After placing them in front of the three men, he turned and left.
Su Chen took a sip of his juice, then looked at Pei Rang, signaling that he could begin.
Seeing this, Pei Rang quickly took something in a clear document pouch from his briefcase and handed it to the person next to him, Chen Fei.
That’s right, he handed it to Chen Fei.
The item inside the clear pouch was none other than the passports for Chen Fei and his men.
Last night, Su Chen had made three calls. Two of them were to Chen Fei and Pei Rang.
He had told Chen Fei to bring two or three security personnel over from Zheng Island to accompany him on a trip to America; after all, it was more reassuring to have his own people around.
As for Pei Rang, his task was to use his connections to get the passports for Chen Fei and his men expedited through the visa process.
"Sir, the flight has been arranged as well. It’s a direct flight to San Francisco at three o’clock this afternoon," Pei Rang added.
Su Chen nodded and turned his gaze to Chen Fei. "Do you have any issues on your end?"
Chen Fei put down the document pouch and looked at Su Chen. "Sir, perhaps we should bring a few more men. Things haven’t been very peaceful in America lately."
"No need. Bringing you few along is just for convenience, in case anything comes up. I can’t have Old Jiang handle everything, can I?"
After a slight pause, Su Chen continued, "Don’t worry about security. We have professionals responsible for that."

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