The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 353: Why does this wealthy businessman in the negotiation look so much like Manman?

Chapter 353: Chapter 353: Why does this wealthy businessman in the negotiation look so much like Manman?

"Chow?" Jiang Man was taken aback in surprise.

This Chow was quite a character,

resembling the war wolves in television dramas—he was brave, strategic, and extremely formidable.

He had many legendary deeds to his name, some of which had even been turned into films.

The most famous was an evacuation operation in North Africa.

The country was in chaos, split into northern and southern camps.

The south, being coastal and relatively economically developed, possessed more weapons.

War quickly erupted, and the north was blasted into turmoil by relentless bombings.

China acted promptly in evacuating its citizens, deploying their peacekeeping troops,

and Chow was the commanding officer in charge of the evacuation mission.

A total of 35,781 expatriates, not a soul left behind, were all safely returned home.

It was said that during the operation, several evacuation teams were trapped in the war zone.

Chow, leading just a company of soldiers, ventured into the conflict area, where he was provoked by the southern army and nearly lost his life.

Ultimately, through his bravery and wisdom, he persuaded the southern army’s commander, successfully evacuating the expatriates.

There was an anecdote where the southern military leader played a very perilous game with Chow.

A gun with seven bullets, only one of which was real, and each person took turns pressing the gun to their temple.

Three shots per person—that’s six shots in total.

If Chow could survive three shots, the commander would agree to let the expatriates go.

Chow, without hesitation, took his three shots.

The officer only managed two before getting scared.

He said since Chow had endured three shots, he would honor his promise and release the people.

After hearing this story, Jiang Man often thought about what she would do if faced with a similar situation.

Would she be as noble as Chow?

She hesitated, and to this day, she couldn’t answer that question with certainty.

But Chow didn’t hesitate, he was selflessly courageous.

Such extraordinary nobility.

She admired such a person!

"Can we contact Chow?" Jiang Man’s thoughts snapped back, filled with excitement.

This trip to the foreign nation, could there be an unexpected gain?

If she could meet Chow, it would be like successfully idol-chasing, fulfilling a wish.

"Chow keeps a low profile, his identity information is probably classified as China’s S-level documents, which we can’t access," Vermilion Bird explained respectfully.

Even though Red Flame had boundless capabilities, China’s intelligence system was like an impenetrable wall, completely elusive to probes.

Over the years, many nations had sent spies into China’s intelligence agency, but it seemed the results were always less than satisfactory.

"No matter," Jiang Man curled her fingers, gently tapping the table with her fist, "I’ll look into it myself."

Since he was involved in this rescue operation, sooner or later, they would meet.

...

At night, the Sailboat Hotel was a whirl of extravagance.

The golden beach resonated with seductive music while women from various countries, adorned in bikinis, swayed their enchanting figures around a bonfire.

Nearby, assorted BBQs sizzled, as many indulged in beer and sea breezes, immersed in the intoxicating atmosphere.

Besides the seaside revelry, the liveliest place was inside the Sailboat Hotel.

A grand party was underway, next to the pool, guests swirled their glasses, the red liquid inside swaying, releasing waves of tempting aroma.

"Miss, the Blackwater leader Kuma has sent a message, saying he won’t come ashore. Their pirates have a rule, never to step foot on land again in this lifetime."

"Bullshit rule," Jiang Man scoffed with a laugh, "They’re just scared of death and afraid of an ambush on shore."

Seth chuckled awkwardly.

That was indeed the case.

These pirates were truly fearful of dying.

"The meeting is set on the high seas."

Seth relayed the precise coordinates to Jiang Man: "One o’clock in the morning, the time they agreed on."

"Are we going there? How dangerous is that?" Wu Yingfan was a bit nervous.

He had followed Jiang Man for many years, witnessing plenty of fighting and killing.

But each time, it had been on their turf, where they felt safe.

This time, however, they were to enter someone else’s territory.

"How could these pirates be trusted to keep their word?"

"You stay home," Jiang Man said indifferently.

Home was not meant literally; it implied staying behind to cover their backs.

"No way, I’m going with you. If something happened to you, wouldn’t Uncle Jin kill me?"

"If you get a scratch, Uncle Wu will give me trouble too," Jiang Man teased, with an air of ease.

"You three, come here. I’ll explain tonight’s plan."

Jiang Man gestured for them to come closer.

Wu Yingfan, Vermilion Bird, and Seth gathered around her.

...

Just after midnight, a speedboat appeared on the high seas.

"Boss, they’re here!"

On the lookout tower of a medium-sized vessel, the sentry reported to Kuma.

Kuma peeked through his binoculars and couldn’t believe his eyes.

Just one speedboat?

The Chinese boss was indeed audacious, bringing so few people over. Didn’t he know of the Blackwater Pirates’ fearsome reputation?

He looked again, and within tens of miles in the pitch-black darkness, no other vessels were to be seen.

The speedboat flashed its searchlight towards their ship three times, as per their agreed secret signal, then flashed four times towards the northwest area of the sea.

"It’s them—let them aboard!"

...

Meanwhile, in the private waters of Baistan, close to international waters,

a submarine lurked in the depths.

Radio signals emitted sounds, immediately decrypted by a signal interpreter using Morse code.

"Commander, they are about to make contact."

The interpreter reported back.

In front of the electronic screen, a tall man in plain clothes stood upright, his expression stern.

The screen displayed a 3D topographical map of the nearby maritime region.

Just recently, they had intercepted a top-secret message from Blackwater,

indicating a Chinese businessman was interested in negotiating for the batch of batteries they had seized.

Their mission for the night was simple: to eavesdrop on their negotiation, ascertain the whereabouts of the goods,

and secure and transfer the goods during or before the transaction.

Unbeknownst to the Blackwater Pirates, their large vessel was surrounded by an elite force lying in wait beneath the ship, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

Some even brought recording devices to capture the moment the businessman boarded, which would then be immediately transmitted back to the submarine command center.

Buzzing—

An urgent beeping sound.

A red light lit up on the control console as soldiers decoded the incoming video feed.

"Commander, we’ve received the video for your review."

The man, who had shed his usual domineering CEO demeanor, stood with an air of solemn integrity, his presence commanding and unyielding.

The video was brief, just a few seconds long,

as transmission was risky and could easily be detected by radar.

As the man watched the brief footage, his brow furrowed deeply.

"Play it again."

He instructed the soldier.

After watching again, "Continue, play it again."

He repeated this four or five times, still deeply furrowed, at a loss.

Why did this businessman’s build and demeanor so closely resemble Manman’s?