Chapter 817: The Xiang Sheng is about to set sail! All sides are in an uproar!
Bao Wenyu pursed his lips. Seeing Xiao He still looking so calm and composed, he felt more and more that this person was unfathomable and not as simple as he appeared on the surface. While feeling even more curious, he also felt a slight sense of unwillingness: "Then what is your relationship with the Grafton Auction?"
"No relationship at all."
Xiao He shrugged.
Bao Wenyu was instantly stifled by Xiao He's words, and for a moment, he didn't know what other topic to bring up.
Although he said he would tell him, he hadn't actually revealed anything at all!
The corners of Bao Wenyu's mouth twitched slightly, and he was quite speechless.
Xiao He, on the other hand, watched the person in front of him with leisure, feeling a bit of emotion in his heart.
Bao Wenyu... although it might be presumptuous to say so, based on his investigation, it was basically clear that in the Bao Family's future competition, Bao Wenyu's chances of winning were almost zero.
This person's first half of his life had been unremarkable, his personality was unremarkable, and his abilities were unremarkable; he had almost no presence in the Bao Family. Although he had some petty cleverness and could disguise himself, it wasn't much. Having "played the pig to eat the tiger" for too long, he would only truly become a pig. Compared to the other candidates of the Bao Family, he could truly be described as an extra.
The reason he was sent by Shipping Tycoon Bao Xingsheng to make contact with him this time was perhaps precisely because Bao Wenyu himself was sufficiently unremarkable.
Because he had always been an ordinary person and hadn't been influenced by the family as deeply as others, his attitude when facing Xiao He was at least humble, without that uncomfortable sense of superiority.
This was also the reason why Xiao He was willing to let him take him around the top floor.
Xiao He recalled the information he had seen and patted Bao Wenyu with some pity.
But before he could say anything more, the wail of the cruise ship came from afar. — Xiangsheng Cruise Ship was preparing to set sail.
Xiao He paused what he wanted to say and walked to the edge of the viewing platform to look down. He happened to see several rows of luxury cars parked in front of the cruise ship's boarding gate.
These cars were the only ones allowed to drive into the port tonight. Even if other guests were big shots, they had to park in the parking lot over there and walk down. This showed that their identities were extraordinary.
Xiao He narrowed his eyes and watched carefully, then saw several people getting off the cars one after another.
"The ones arriving here last are the organizers; they usually arrive at the scene to board last."
Bao Wenyu, who was beside him, also saw this scene and introduced: "Standing at the very front are my father and Mrs. Bao; for the Dong Family, it is Mrs. Dong and the head of the Dong Family, and for the He Family, it is the young Mr. He who just inherited the He family business not long ago."
Following Bao Wenyu's words, Xiao He went through the information in his mind and finally fixed his gaze on that Mrs. Dong. The actual person in power of the Dong Family, Chen Yuehui.
The middle-aged woman was wearing a treasure-green qipao full of intellectual beauty, carrying a small green bag in her hand. Her skin was extremely well-maintained, with almost no traces of cosmetic procedures on her face. Even the hand exposed while carrying the bag was much more delicate and smooth than many young people's, and paired with meticulously crafted nail art, she had a kind of graceful and luxurious beauty.
And the man she was holding onto was wearing a black suit, his figure thin. Although he still maintained a gentle and elegant posture on the surface, it always made people feel that something was strange, as if his body had been hollowed out by wine and women. This was the current head of the Dong Family, Dong Zhizhuo, who was a puppet in reality.
This couple was also one of those who put on a show for the media; in reality, according to Xiao He's investigation, the two of them had long since lost any emotional foundation.
However, the most brilliant part about this Mrs. Dong was that although she allowed Dong Zhizhuo to be promiscuous, all the candidates were chosen by herself and sent over by her. So even if Dong Zhizhuo couldn't control himself, Chen Yuehui didn't bother to deal with Dong Zhizhuo's women, but instead took the initiative to keep everything he did under her own control, preventing Dong Zhizhuo from causing other trouble, especially illegitimate children who would divide the property.
As for herself, she frantically seized power, managed the Dong Family in an orderly manner, and had an excellent image externally. Even because of her husband's promiscuity, many external media outlets felt sorry for her and criticized Dong Zhizhuo; some even directly suggested she kick him out and take power herself.
Regarding these remarks, Chen Yuehui just smiled, then began to praise her mother-in-law, telling of the Dong Family's kindness to her—and thus, everyone sympathized with her even more!
Coupled with her own abilities, for so many years, Chen Yuehui's position in the Dong Family had been very stable. However...
Xiao He thought of some things he had investigated in the past few days, and the fingers of his arms-crossed hands began to tap rhythmically on his arm.
Perhaps sensing an unusual gaze from afar, the Mrs. Dong who was about to board the ship looked up and swept sharply toward the heights. It was a pity that the ship's high-beam lights were on, and the person hidden in the shadows made it impossible for people to see their face clearly.
"What's wrong?" Dong Zhizhuo asked in a low voice from the side.
Chen Yuehui scanned a few times scrutinizingly, and finally retracted her gaze: "It's nothing." Then, holding Dong Zhizhuo's arm, she stepped onto the ship first.
"Whew, Brother Xiao, did you see that? The look Mrs. Dong gave just now was so scary! She truly lives up to being the Iron Lady of Hong Kong..."
Bao Wenyu stood behind the railing, patting his chest with lingering fear. Xiao He didn't speak, just continued to fix his gaze on the people behind.
"The person behind is Mrs. Dong's youngest son, Dong Huai." Bao Wenyu also looked in the direction of his gaze and then explained.
I saw that behind Chen Yuehui and Dong Zhizhuo, there was a young man who was looking at his phone even while walking. His eyes almost never left his phone screen, as if there was something more attractive to him inside; even in such a formal occasion, he never raised his head.
It wasn't until Chen Yuehui in front turned around and scolded him a few times that he finally reluctantly put away his phone. And Xiao He also revealed a smile. He had waited for it—his main breakthrough point this time.
"I have other business, I'm heading downstairs first, you do as you please." Xiao He patted Bao Wenyu again and said without any attachment.
"Eh? But Brother Xiao, my dad and the others will be coming up in a while, and the banquet will officially start then, and there will be more guests coming. Won't you wait a little longer?" Bao Wenyu immediately reminded him.
"No need, I don't know many people anyway." Xiao He waved his hand and said very casually.
Just considering the arrogant attitude of many people here, Xiao He wasn't very happy to stay here. Moreover, he had already understood the situation he wanted to know, and he already knew the general area of the upper floor like the back of his hand.
"But my dad probably wants to..." see you—Bao Wenyu's words weren't finished, and Xiao He had already walked into the cabin, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Bao Wenyu could only stay in place, wanting to say something but stopping, and finally slumped his face helplessly.
"Xiao He is really completely different from what I imagined!"
He originally thought he was a newbie who had just entered high-level banquets and didn't understand anything. Someone who came up and immediately showed his face to curry favor should have been easy to win over. Tsk, miscalculated. This person was harder to deal with than he imagined.
On this side, Xiao He quickly walked to the elevator entrance. While pressing the elevator to wait, Xiao He scanned the surrounding surveillance cameras without leaving a trace, opened his phone, and started sending messages, mass-sending the detailed map of the upper floor area he had organized.
After the map was sent out, Xiao He's fingers paused, and he sent his upper-floor access ID to that police officer Cheng Bei.
This way, that police officer could bypass the supervision and use his identity to enter and exit the upper-floor banquet. However, there was still a risk of exposure in this, so it was best to only use it as a trump card at a critical moment. Xiao He believed that he would definitely know when it was most appropriate to use it.
Downstairs, Cheng Bei, who received the message, was slightly ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) stunned. At this moment, he had successfully mixed into the team going upstairs, preparing to enter the upper-floor banquet venue with the Bao Family.
He silently noted down this ID string, and then lifted his leg to follow the bodyguard team. On the other side, Tong Junhui, who was silently waiting for something, also received the message. 【XX: The target has boarded the ship.】