Sincerity of Apology

Zhou Ping'an nodded and spoke directly into the phone, "I don't have time right now. If you want to apologize, wait until tomorrow. I'll call you then."

After saying that, he hung up.

On the other end of the line, Wu Lei wanted to cry but had no tears.

He had never imagined that, as a top-tier young master of the Eastern Province, he would one day rush to someone's door to apologize, only to be rejected. Where was the justice in that?

However, he now knew that Zhou Ping'an and his group were not simple. Their backgrounds were definitely more terrifying than the last, especially that Young Master Qin. His terrifying influence had completely exceeded the scope of his imagination.

Since the other party had told him to wait, he didn't dare to call back to say anything more.

...

The next day, Qin Ning woke up early and went to the company with Qin Fei and the others.

Wang Er and the others also told Qin Ning about Wu Lei wanting to apologize. He didn't take it to heart, only saying that Zhou Ping'an and the others could handle it as they saw fit.

At noon, inside a private room of a hotel in the city center.

Wang Er and the others arrived.

Behind them, Wu Lei followed them all the way from the hotel entrance, bowing his body and wearing an apologetic smile on his face.

The group ignored him. After sitting down, they just chatted among themselves.

Soon, the food and drinks were served, and they began to eat. Wu Lei, however, acted like a waiter, walking around the table to pour tea and serve wine.

Seeing that everyone was almost done eating, Wu Lei finally mustered up the courage to say, "Young Master Zhou, Young Master Wang... Young Masters, yesterday I failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please be magnanimous and just let me go like a fart..."

"If you had acted like this yesterday, would things have come to this?"

Cai Cheng chuckled, looking at him. "Now you know you're wrong? You think an apology will settle this?"

"Young Master Cai, whatever demands you have, just name them. I will do everything in my power to satisfy them. I only beg you to leave my Wu family a way to survive."

Wu Lei was truly afraid now. In just one night, the Wu family's businesses had completely collapsed. Many capital chains had snapped, and their operations were at a complete standstill.

He couldn't imagine how much power it took to achieve such a thing.

Most importantly, top-tier families like the Wang and Cai families had made a move simultaneously, and even the famous York family from Country Y had gotten involved.

It was evident that in the eyes of Young Master Qin, he wasn't even considered an ant.

Liu Silin thought for a moment and offered a suggestion, "An apology must be sincere. How about this, I'll point out a path for you. Take out half of your Wu family's assets and give them to Xiao Fei and the others. And even this might not be enough. Whether you can truly earn Young Master Qin's forgiveness will depend on whether you have that 'fate'."

"What fate?" Wu Lei hurriedly asked.

If giving away half of their assets could make everything stop, he believed his father would definitely agree.

Otherwise, if these prominent families were allowed to continue applying pressure, the Wu family would completely collapse, and they would truly be left with nothing.

But why did they say it wasn't enough? That it depended on fate?

Xia Fei's eyes rolled as he understood Liu Silin's meaning, and he couldn't help but say, "You're talking about the stones, right?"

"Exactly."

Liu Silin nodded. "If the Wu family can produce some of the stones that Young Master Qin is looking for, perhaps Young Master Qin will truly be the bigger person and let this go."

"What stones?" Wu Lei was completely confused.

"Simply put, jade or raw ore, but they must be of premium quality," Wang Er said.

Hearing this, Wu Lei was silent at first, and then his mind began to race.

A moment later, he slapped his thigh and said, "Ah, our Wu family is actually involved in the jade business, and recently a batch of goods was shipped over by sea. If nothing goes wrong, it should arrive at the port tomorrow."

Xia Fei spoke up, "You'd better hope those jades meet the standard Young Master Qin needs. Otherwise, heh..."

Soon, after finishing their meal, the group brought Wu Lei to the Feiya Group.

At this moment, Qin Ning was in the office, drinking tea and eating pastries with Qin Fei and the others.

"Young Master Qin, this guy says he's willing to give half of the Wu family's assets to the Feiya Group as an apology to you and Sister Xin. In addition, he said there happens to be a batch of jade shipped from abroad to the Eastern Province, which will arrive at the port tomorrow."

The group entered the office, and Cai Cheng reported to Qin Ning what they had agreed upon in the private room.

After listening, Qin Ning nodded slightly. "Just find someone to handle the handover of those assets. As for the jade..."

Saying that, he looked at Wu Lei. "What time will it arrive tomorrow?"

"Probably in the morning," Wu Lei said with a respectful look.

"What do you mean 'probably'?"

Xia Fei patted his forehead. "Morning is morning, noon is noon. What does 'probably' mean?"

"I... I'll make a call to confirm right now!" Wu Lei said, hurriedly taking out his phone and walking out of the office.

About a few minutes later, he returned to the office. "Young Master Qin, the time is confirmed. That batch of jade will arrive at the port exactly at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Qin Ning nodded. "Have your people unload the goods and put them in a warehouse. I'll go there with you tomorrow afternoon."

"Understood, Young Master Qin," Wu Lei replied respectfully.

...

The next day, at two in the afternoon.

Wu Lei left the hotel he was staying at and drove all the way to the front of the villa.

Not long after, he saw Qin Ning walking out of the villa alone.

Wu Lei hurriedly went up to greet him. "Young Master Qin, I've already had the stones moved to the warehouse, and the plane is arranged. Should we head to the airport now?"

The Eastern Province and the Western Province were neighboring provinces. In Wu Lei's view, with a private jet, from takeoff to landing, they would touch down in less than an hour.

"No need."

Qin Ning waved his hand.

"No need?"

Wu Lei was puzzled.

Did the other party plan to take the high-speed rail?

After all, there were indeed some people who were not used to or were afraid of flying.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw Qin Ning wave his hand, and a wave of weightlessness instantly washed over his entire body.

When his vision recovered, Wu Lei was shocked to find that he had actually flown into the sky under Qin Ning's lead!

He was so scared that he almost fainted, his face full of shock and disbelief.

What kind of method was this?

He could actually take him flying!

Obviously, this had exceeded Wu Lei's understanding and violated all common sense he knew!

By now, he finally understood why top-tier young masters like Wang Er and Cai Cheng were all willing to act as lapdogs around Qin Ning.

Why even his father's old classmate, Li Yan, the top official of the Eastern Province, was so wary and even afraid of Qin Ning!

Now, everything seemed to make perfect sense!

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