Chapter 806: Proposal Success

Wang Pangzi looked at Lingzi, his heart pounding, and asked hesitantly, "I'm not drunk tonight, can you agree to my marriage proposal?"

Lingzi sat down beside him and said, "If we go get the certificate tomorrow, I'll agree to you. After tomorrow, then forget it."

Wang Pangzi widened his eyes, staring at her as intently as an ox, thinking to himself that this reversal had come too quickly; it was almost as if Lingzi was the one rushing to marry him. He immediately began to calculate his own conditions; could it be that after making money, he had really become this sought-after? Then he thought again, he shouldn't overestimate himself, nor underestimate Lingzi. If he didn't agree right now, he might miss the chance in the blink of an eye.

"Haven't you decided yet?" Lingzi asked.

"I've decided! I just feel like the surprise came too suddenly, I'm a bit flattered, I never expected you to agree so readily! Let's agree on this, we'll go handle it tomorrow. By the way, I'm not a local, can I get the marriage certificate here?" Wang Pangzi said hurriedly.

"You can!" Lingzi said, then stood up and walked outside, "You're taking me home tonight!"

"Alright, alright, no problem!"

Wang Pangzi, his face full of being flattered, hurriedly stood up and trotted over to get Lingzi's coat.

The night in Shencheng was deep, and the two walked side by side, casting two long shadows on the ground.

"Lingzi, why did you suddenly agree to me? Among those chasing you, there are plenty with better conditions than me."

Lingzi smiled faintly: "Just because you are a person who values loyalty. Someone who can keep their brothers in their heart and treat them sincerely, how could they treat their own wife badly?"

In a villa in Shencheng, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Hu Bayi looked at the night outside the window and turned to look at Xu Damao: "Master Mao, you say Little Pang hasn't come back so late, could something have happened?"

A wicked smile appeared on Xu Damao's face: "He's almost forty, what kind of trouble could he get into? If you ask me, he's definitely at Lingzi's place. The idea we gave him back then has finally paid off."

Dajinya rubbed his face hard, full of emotion: "With Wang Pangzi's temperament and appearance, he can actually marry a woman as outstanding as Lingzi? It really fits that old saying, money can make the devil push the millstone."

Hu Bayi chuckled: "Hey, for so many years I've been worried about my brother, afraid he wouldn't find a wife in this life. Now that it's finally settled, I'm happy for him from the bottom of my heart."

Xu Damao, on the contrary, felt a bit sour for no reason: "In my opinion, the two of them might not last long. Lingzi is shrewd, and Wang Pangzi isn't a fool, but Pangzi is completely clueless about romantic affairs; sooner or later he'll be firmly controlled by Lingzi."

Hu Bayi hurriedly advised: "Hey, can we wish people well? Not to mention anything else, if Pangzi really gets married, how much should each of us give for the wedding gift money?"

Dajinya opened his mouth and said: "It has to be at least thirty thousand."

Xu Damao sucked his teeth and waved his hands repeatedly: "Pangzi isn't short of money at all, why give so much cash? If you ask me, it's best to prepare some items as gifts. I recently acquired a few paintings by Cheng Shifa, each worth over twenty thousand on the market, I'll just give him two."

Hu Bayi joked with a smile: "I've seen those two paintings of yours before. Although I don't know much about calligraphy and painting, I think they're worth four or five thousand at most. You are really shrewd; for these kinds of antiques and paintings, the price depends entirely on one's mouth."

Xu Damao disagreed: "Brothers, you don't understand the rules of the trade. There's an old saying in the antique business: store gold in troubled times, collect antiques in prosperous times. Now that the country is living better and better, in ten years, these two paintings might rise to five hundred thousand. But if you give fifty thousand in cash, even after ten years, it won't exceed seventy thousand."

Dajinya nodded in agreement after hearing this: "Then I'll give two small patterned porcelain jars from the mid-Qing Dynasty. To tell you the truth, when I bought these jars, they were fifteen thousand each, and the two together are exactly thirty thousand."

Hu Bayi was left without an idea by these two. After pondering for a long time, he said: "But I never collect these antiques or paintings... then I'll just give him two bottles of good wine."

Xu Damao immediately retorted: "Hu Bayi, aren't those two bottles of wine just taken from He Yuzhu? That's purely borrowing flowers to present to Buddha, it's too unloyal!"

Hu Bayi said nonchalantly: "Hey, what kind of relationship do I have with Pangzi? We don't distinguish between yours and mine, my things are no different from his."

The next day, inside the Shencheng Stock Exchange hall.

Hu Bayi, Xu Damao, and Dajinya sat in the hall, waiting and waiting, but never saw Wang Pangzi appear. They called his mobile phone, but no one answered.

It wasn't until near the market close in the afternoon that they finally waited for Wang Pangzi to arrive.

Hu Bayi joked: "Pangzi, why did you drag your feet until now? Your eye sockets are completely black."

Wang Pangzi took out his marriage certificate from his bag and waved it triumphantly in front of them: "Look! One day's work, all done!"

Xu Damao looked with a bit of envy and jealousy, and asked: "Pangzi, you took her down so fast?"

Wang Pangzi was all smiles: "You bet! I have to thank you properly for this, Brother Damao."

"So how was the wedding night?" Dajinya leaned in and asked curiously.

"Don't mention it, it was like a year for a day." Wang Pangzi sighed, pointing at his dark eye sockets.

Dajinya was confused, his face full of bewilderment: "What's the situation? Why am I getting more confused the more I listen? Hurry up and explain it to us brothers."

Hu Bayi also fixed his gaze on Wang Pangzi's dark circles, full of curiosity.

Xu Damao teased maliciously: "What, you married a tigress?"

Wang Pangzi shook his head: "The two of us just lay there quietly last night chatting, pouring our hearts out about our past experiences from childhood to adulthood, and without realizing it, we stayed up all night without closing our eyes."

"You are purely looking for trouble!" Dajinya couldn't help but curse.

Jordan, on the outskirts of the Port of Aqaba, on the Gobi desert beach adjacent to the border of Babylon.

Looking out, there were nothing but undulating sand dunes, and a straight desert highway cut across the entire beach; this was the only way for the supply convoy of the M Country military base in the Middle East.

He Yuzhu was followed by six people, namely Rahim, Omar, Saif, Nasser, and others, all of whom were eyes and ears secretly planted by Mossad and the CIA around him.

He Yuzhu knew clearly that these people had privately thought about killing him, but for some reason, they had ultimately suppressed the urge to act.

Since the other side remained still, he naturally wouldn't be the first to start trouble.

And this time, it was He Yuzhu who took the initiative to catch them off guard.

After the daily training ended, he didn't take the people back to the base, but instead brought the six of them directly to this desolate Gobi.

With the sun overhead, the scorching sun on the Gobi beach was poisonous, rolling heat waves rushed toward them, and the ground under their feet was baked scorching hot by the sun.

He Yuzhu brought them to the ambush point he had chosen in advance and ordered them to plant landmines.

After the landmines were laid, he led the group to hide behind a tall sand dune by the road.

He Yuzhu watched coldly, clearly seeing that these people were already panicked.

The few began to secretly pass hidden signals to each other, unable to tell who was the leader, and after struggling for a long time, they still didn't dare to act rashly against him.

Presumably, if they killed He Yuzhu rashly, their infiltration mission this time would be declared a complete failure.

Not long after, dust filled the sky on the road in the distance, and the M Country supply convoy was speeding over at full throttle.

A full twenty or so supply trucks were racing along at high speed, as if someone were chasing closely behind them.

As soon as the convoy entered the ambush circle, the planted landmines exploded one after another in a row, instantly flames soared into the sky, and rolling black smoke shot straight into the sky.

Several trucks in the front were blown into twisted and deformed shapes, abandoned in the middle of the road, blocking the entire path completely.

The soldiers stationed on the vehicles immediately fell into a panic.

He Yuzhu shouted: "Fire!"

The six were forced into a corner and had no choice but to raise their guns and fire, but they all had selfish motives in their hearts—deliberately raising their muzzles high, not daring to aim at the crowd at all, just wanting to put on a show and get it over with.