Mistaking My Sister-In-Law for My Wife After Getting Drunk!

If Wang Minghui knew about Xu Yang's terrifying connections and the awesomeness of his business warfare team, he wouldn't be so surprised.

Beautiful Country is a world of capital.

For Wealthy Wang to make a call to those big shots and have the police trouble an international broker is a piece of cake.

Even though he couldn't understand why, Wang Minghui calmed down and said sternly, "I need to call my lawyer, and I will use my own phone to do it. That is my legal right!"

Beautiful Country is a place that abides by the law, although capital often plays with the law at will, everything must be done according to the law on the surface.

When Wang Minghui said it was his right, there was no issue at all.

The black police officer chuckled, "No problem, go ahead and use your phone to make the call."

The police weren't the least bit worried about Wang Minghui running away.

If he dared to try escaping, one shot would take care of it, and that would be less trouble!

Although he was handcuffed, it was still no problem for Wang Minghui to get his phone to make a call.

So Wang Minghui walked over, picked up his satellite phone, and dialed a number, "Boss, about today's incident, the police have found me. It was Xu Yang from back home who caused it."

After saying just that, he hung up the call. Find exclusive stories on empire

The rest was up to the boss.

He had conveyed the key information, and he believed that with the boss's power, he would surely be able to track down Xu Yang and take care of the matter.

On Xu Yang's end.

He was at the hospital, receiving a call from Ma Yangrong.

Ma Yangrong reported that through various connections and methods, they had managed to retrieve the unaccounted twenty billion.

Out of that twenty billion, only fifteen billion ended up in Xu Yang's pocket.

The remaining five billion had to be distributed to those who helped with the matter.

Then, Ma Yangrong's voice continued, "President Xu, we have checked, and this Wang Minghui isn't just an ordinary international broker; he is a white glove, with a big shot backing him."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang immediately furrowed his brows.

A white glove is someone who does the dirty work for bigshots.

Of course, not just anyone qualifies to be a white glove.

Those who can become white gloves are the top talents in their industries.

The possessors of white gloves are all top-notch big shots.

Xu Yang asked, "Have you found out who his powerful backer is?"

Ma Yangrong replied, "Still checking. This person is not simple. There are some clues, but they all lead to dead ends upon closer examination. It seems they are intentional misdirections left by the other party."

Upon hearing that, Xu Yang's brows knit even tighter.

His business warfare team was already formidable, and with his terrifying connections, finding someone was normally very simple.

But coming to realize at the end that they were following intentional misdirections left by the person meant that the other party was an absolute big shot.

Things were getting complicated, and Xu Yang felt an unexpected pressure.

Ever since he had embarked on his path of business warfare, he had never felt such pressure in the many battles he had faced.

"Alright, let me know when you've found out more," Xu Yang said.

He hung up the phone, rubbed his temples, and prepared to go back to the ward.

Just then, his phone started to ring.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Xu Yang frowned and answered the call.

A young man's voice came over the phone, "Xu Yang, you've been pretty impressive lately."

Xu Yang asked, "Who are you?"

The young man replied, "My name is Tang Jinghuan."

Xu Yang raised an eyebrow, "You're Tang Zhenshan's illegitimate son?"

When he had looked up Tang Zhenshan's information, he knew that Tang Zhenshan had an illegitimate son in the 'beautiful country,' named Tang Jinghuan.

This person was called Tang Jinghuan, and the fact that he was calling Xu Yang was definitely no coincidence.

Tang Jinghuan said, "That's right, you sent both my dad and my brother to jail. Although I'm not particularly fond of them, they are still my family. Moreover, this time you've messed with my people, so I had to call you personally."

Upon hearing the latter part, Xu Yang was a bit puzzled, but then something came to mind, "Wang Minghui is your man? Are you the big shot behind Wang Minghui?"

Tang Jinghuan chuckled, "I wouldn't dare claim to be a big shot, but Wang Minghui is indeed my man."

Xu Yang said, "What's the meaning of this call? Are you planning to declare war on me?"

Tang Jinghuan laughed lightly, "It's not a declaration of war, but I do indeed want to resolve the issue between us. I'm currently in the country, in Haicheng. Come to Haicheng to find me, and we'll talk about how to settle our issues."

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, "And if I don't come?"

Tang Jinghuan said, "I think it would be better for you to come. Maybe you think you're powerful enough to bring down the Tang Family and feel that you shouldn't be afraid of me, but let me tell you, I represent the capital of Wall Street. Even if I can't bankrupt you, causing you heavy losses is not a problem at all."

Xu Yang thought for a moment and then said, "Alright, I'll go to Haicheng tomorrow."

Tang Jinghuan smiled, "At 1 a.m., there's a flight from Jiang City to Haicheng. I hope to have breakfast with you in Haicheng tomorrow. How does that sound?"

Xu Yang's gaze flashed, and he glanced back at the hospital room before nodding, "Alright, I'll head to the airport now."

After hanging up the phone, Ma Yangrong called.

"Mr. Xu, we've found out. The boss behind Wang Minghui is called Tang Jinghuan, an illegitimate son of Tang Zhenshan, who has been in the 'beautiful country.' He's now an elite on Wall Street, and he's currently in the country working on a project," Ma Yangrong reported.

"I know, he just called me, asking to meet in Haicheng to resolve our issues," Xu Yang said.

"Mr. Xu, are you going then?" Ma Yangrong asked.

"Of course, why wouldn't I go? I'd like to see what this Wall Street elite is really like," Xu Yang said with a smile.

"This could be a trap," Ma Yangrong said worriedly.

"No problem, didn't Liu Bang end up becoming the emperor in the end?" Xu Yang was not worried at all.

"That's true. I'll continue to gather information and develop corresponding measures for all possible scenarios. We also have field operatives in Haicheng; I'll have them pick you up," Ma Yangrong said.

"Alright," Xu Yang replied, "Buy me two tickets for the 1 a.m. flight. Jiang Zhiyong and I will go together."

"Got it," Ma Yangrong said.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yang went back to the ward to inform his mother and then left.

At the airport, he met up with Jiang Zhiyong and boarded the 1 a.m. flight to Haicheng.

The plane, being at midnight, was not very crowded.

However, for some reason, first class was almost full.

Xu Yang and Jiang Zhiyong's seats were not together.

For Xu Yang, this was not an issue; as long as he could get to Haicheng, it was fine.

Xu Yang found his seat, only to discover a man in his late twenties had taken it.

The man was leaning back in his seat, resting with his eyes closed.

Xu Yang tapped the man's shoulder, "Buddy, this seat is mine."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, glanced at Xu Yang with annoyance, and said, "I prefer the window seat. The seat next to me is actually mine, so just sit here!"