Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1522 - 1507: Dreams for the Future

"Hello, White Tiger."

Ma ChunTian’s face was initially sullen, but after picking up the phone, it lit up with a full smile.

"Ma Sj, it seems Sam is going to bring in another shipment." White Tiger said in a low voice.

"Let it come, the usual rules apply. Have Sam go through Old Chen’s route, and make sure to greet Old Chen on my behalf." Ma ChunTian replied.

"Yes, I know." White Tiger said, "However, this time Sam’s shipment seems a lot smaller than before." White Tiger added.

"Oh, he mentioned it to me. Recently there’s been a nationwide surge in anti-Japanese sentiment, so there’s a lot less Japanese goods in this shipment." Ma ChunTian explained.

"Oh, is that so." White Tiger slowly replied.

"Oh, what’s up?" Ma ChunTian asked curiously, "Did you hear something else?"

"It’s like this."

White Tiger said, "I overheard someone saying that recently, Sam has been getting quite close with Wen Changlin from the Wen Commerce Association."

"Wen Changlin." Ma ChunTian was taken aback and then said, "Impossible, Sam and Wen Changlin aren’t on the same path."

"It’s just what I heard." White Tiger said with a smile, "Rumors aren’t very reliable. Anyway, I’ll have someone go over to receive those things."

"Alright, good."

Ma ChunTian nodded and then hung up, with a hint of doubt on his face.

And on the other side.

"Mr. Sam, this is our Wen Commerce Association President, Mr. Wen Changlin."

In a high-rise building in Beijing.

The Mr. Wang who Song Yun had previously persuaded brought an American to meet Wen Changlin.

"Mr. Wen, pleased to meet you." Sam said with a slight doubt on his face, shaking hands with Wen Changlin.

"Mr. Wen, this is my friend, Sam, who deals in foreign trade. He just arrived in Shen Zhou today. I happened to see him at the docks, so I brought him here to visit you." Mr. Wang said with a smile.

"Oh."

Wen Changlin looked at Sam and said, "Mr. Sam, I’ve heard about you. It seems your foreign trade business in this area is quite substantial."

"Not at all."

Sam replied, "Just enough to make a living."

"Hahaha, you’re really modest. Sit down, it’s rare to see you, let’s chat for a while." Wen Changlin said.

"Alright." While speaking, Sam whispered to Mr. Wang, "Old Wang, why did you bring me here?"

"This is the largest real estate tycoon in Shen Zhou, and his father is one of the nine in the Red Wall. Introducing you won’t hurt." Mr. Wang whispered back.

"Really."

Sam’s eyes lit up. He’s been in Shen Zhou for years and knows its system well. These nine bigwigs are the highest authority in Shen Zhou. It’s no wonder that this person’s father was one of them, and he became the country’s largest real estate tycoon.

For a businessman like Sam, anyone with influence is worth associating with, even if they stand on different sides.

So, after hearing Mr. Wang’s introduction, Sam enthusiastically started chatting with Wen Changlin, continuing until dinner time.

Wen Changlin warmly invited them for dinner, and during the conversation, Sam discussed a lot of business with Wen Changlin, even reaching some cooperation intentions, so naturally, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to deepen their understanding. Hence, Sam was taken to a state reception hotel by Wen Changlin.

This hotel usually serves for state receptions, but someone of Wen Changlin’s status would certainly have no problem using it.

Shortly after they entered the hotel.

White Tiger’s call reached Ma ChunTian’s phone.

"Ma Sj, my people at the xx hotel reported that Sam went in with Wen Changlin for dinner." White Tiger said.

"What."

Ma ChunTian exclaimed in surprise, "Are you sure it was Sam with Wen Changlin?"

"I’m sure," White Tiger said seriously.

"What the hell is Sam up to?" Ma ChunTian wondered, "Could he be planning to do business with Wen Changlin?"

"Who knows."

White Tiger said casually, "Wen Changlin is now the head of the Wen Commerce Association, and his resources are extensive. Sam would definitely profit by doing business with him."

"Hmph."

Ma ChunTian snorted, "Forget about him for now. Did that batch of goods successfully come in?"

"Yes, it came in," White Tiger said. "Old Chen cleared it right away."

"That’s good, now give me my share of the profits." Ma ChunTian said, "As per the usual rules, transfer it to my overseas account. Also, because there’s less this time, have Sam add 5 more points."

"Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Ma ChunTian looked at his phone with an uncertain expression, finding Sam’s number but ultimately not dialing it.

Meanwhile, White Tiger was looking at a joke with a dark smile.

While this side was weaving a big net around Ma ChunTian, on the other side, Song Yun was accompanying Qingluan for a tour of Danfu University.

"What are your plans next?"

Qingluan asked softly, walking alongside Song Yun.

"After finishing things here, I’ll go to Beijing to accompany Shishi. Shishi is about to give birth, and I must be by her side." Song Yun said.

"And then?" Qingluan asked.

"Then it’s time to deal with the Zhou Family." A cold glint flashed in Song Yun’s eyes. "We have successfully severed the Zhou Family’s tentacles in the Wen Commerce Association, and because of this incident, the entire Zhou Family has been weakened by more than fifty percent. Now the Zhou Family has shrunk back, and what we need to do is take advantage of this time to hit them hard, so they’ll never recover."

"And then?" Qingluan continued to ask.

"Then we’ll help Li Yan Cheng take over the Li Family, then march north to deal with Song Kunlun, and afterwards, we can relax." Song Yun said with a smile.

"What do you mean by relax?" Qingluan looked at Song Yun and asked, "Do you mean stopping after dealing with Song Kunlun, or continue expanding outward?"

"I’ve had enough."

Song Yun shook his head and said, "As long as I can deal with Song Kunlun, cleaning out the last hurdle to my father’s ascension, then I’ll be content to be a rich second generation, a playboy, spending my days fooling around and playing with kids. I have no interest in keeping myself at such a high position all the time. It’s not fun, and it’s not the life I want."

"Retirement, huh?" Qingluan asked.

"Yes."

Song Yun nodded and said, "If I can accomplish everything I said, I hope I can retire safely, then take you all to do whatever we want. We can go to Dubai and spend lavishly, or go to Central Asia and witness life being treated like dirt. I hope I can take my women to every corner of the world, rather than be trapped in a place like this, living a life of intoxication every day. That’s not fun."