Who's that woman?

"Who's that woman?" Yang Shue asked the man beside him.

She was looking around like she was lost, turning around and clutching her suitcase tightly. Her cheeks were pink and rosy, and she was dressed a little too thinly for the weather.

The man scratched his head and looked at the others. "We're not sure, sir. She may be lost. Tourists sometimes find their way here thinking it's the same pier as the ferry up ahead."

Yang Shue pursed his lips in thought. He was here to inspect the ships owned by Changsu and have a meeting with the managers here. His boss, Su Jianjun, definitely wouldn't like the news of this.

The woman twirled once more, and her dress flowed along with the wind. Yang Shue's breath was caught midway, mesmerized by her. She seemed to have taken notice of them, and she lifted up a hand gracefully onto the air.

"Hello. Excuse me, is this the dock for the ferry?" Even her voice was sweet and melodious.

One of the men around Yang Shue opened his mouth to politely point her to the right direction, but Yang Shue held up a hand to silence him.

The men couldn't afford to anger the new director's executive assistant. Rumor had it that this man was just as capable as the director himself.

He waved them away and they bowed their heads before turning back to the office. Yang Shue took a few steps to where the woman was.

She looked at him worriedly, like a lamb that knew she was caught by a wolf. Seeing the cautious way she bit her lip, he gave her a polite smile to calm her down. "Good morning. My name is Yang Shue. The ferry you are referring to is still more than a mile ahead. This is the pier owned by Changsu Shipping Lines."

A hand came up to meekly cover her mouth as she exclaimed with a soft, "Oh!" The woman pouted, her red lips looking decadent against her fair skin. "My name is Wei Ying. Would you be so kind as to point me to the right direction?"

The man across her smiled wider. "If you don't mind, I can drive you there. It would be a shame to let a beautiful lady walk all the way over."

Ying Yue flashed him a grateful look. She felt like she could win an Oscar with her performance. "If you don't mind…"

"I don't," he confidently replied. "Let me take your suitcase."

"Oh, thank you." She giggled lightly, handing it over to him as they walked to the car park. "So, Mr. Yang-- ahh!"

Ying Yue acted like she tripped over her heels, and Yang Shue was quick enough to hold her steady. She gripped and tugged at his body to keep herself from falling over, making him blush at her touch. "Are you okay?" He asked.

The bug was successfully planted in his suit pocket. Ying Yue glanced at him with an awkward smile. "I'm so sorry."

"It's fine," he grinned. He seemed to like looking like a hero that saved a damsel in distress. She held back from rolling her eyes. Men could be quite shallow sometimes.

***

This Yang Shue really liked to talk, apparently.

During the short drive to the next pier, Ying Yue had already learned what Yang Shue's scope of work was and how highly he thought of his boss. She had also learned that Su Jianjun was apparently a business monster and was really good with playing around people's finances. It seemed like he had underhanded the other shareholders of Changsu as well. But how he did that still remained a mystery.

A worried look flashed on her face. Since Su Jianjun was the new director of Changsu, Fei Huangjin should be careful with their dealings. She didn't realize that such a soft-looking man could actually be such a devil in the business world.

Yang Shue handed over her suitcase. "Your luggage seems heavy," he pointed out.

No shit, she thought. Other than her clothes, there were guns and spy gear inside of that thing. A gentle smile touched her lips as she looked up at him. "You know how women are with their clothes and shoes."

He nodded in agreement, checking his watch. "I need to go now. I hope you visit S city again soon, Miss Wei."

"Anywhere else you need to be? I was hoping to grab a coffee with you before you go." She cocked her head seductively.

The man bit his lip and glanced at his watch again. Yang Shue seemed torn. "I'm sorry," he finally replied. "There's an important meeting I need to attend this afternoon, and I need to brief my boss about it while he plays golf with who-knows-who."

Bingo. Su Jianjun's location was finally unearthed.