Chapter 847: Reactions from the Three Families
It was the early hours of the morning.
At this hour, it should have been time for many people to rest.
But for everyone on the Cruise Ship, the night's revelry had only just begun.
The colorful lights around the Cruise Ship continued to flicker, occasionally casting beams into the dark night, adding more color to the darkness in the sky. Apart from the quiet sea breeze, the surface of the sea was filled with vibrant music and people's cheers from the ship. As the Cruise Ship moved forward, it even left behind gusts of luxurious, fragrant breezes.
On the top-floor banquet venue, the distinguished guests were gradually dispersing.
Having received guests until this hour, Bao Xingsheng finally showed a hint of fatigue.
His secretary took this opportunity to walk to his side and whispered a report about what had just happened.
Bao Xingsheng was quite surprised after hearing it: "He actually has this ability?"
But immediately thinking of Xiao He's investment capability, Bao Xingsheng's surprise turned into another kind of complex envy: "No wonder this kid is so highly regarded by Daoist Hu and President Mao; he must have extraordinary luck. It's a pity I met him a few years too late; he has already become a great talent."
In these envious words, there seemed to be another hidden meaning.
The secretary lowered his head, not daring to delve into it, and simply continued: "Also, regarding the eldest young master of the Bao Family, he seems to still be engaged in those matters."
Bao Xingsheng raised an eyebrow, with a somewhat ambiguous tone: "I remember that the last time President Mao reminded me, I already went back and warned him. I didn't expect his courage to grow even greater."
He turned his head slightly, and his gaze suddenly landed on Mrs. Dong opposite him.
At this time, the Dong Family had also finished hosting the distinguished guests. Dong Zhizhuo did not know where he had gone and could not be found at the scene. Only Mrs. Dong remained standing in the very center of the banquet, slowly swirling the wine glass in her hand.
Noticing Bao Xingsheng's gaze, Chen Yuehui raised the wine in her hand and toasted him from across the room.
For some reason, Bao Xingsheng suddenly smiled as well, then raised his wine glass to clink it with hers across the air, as if they had reached some sort of tacit understanding.
"Then let him toss and turn however he wants."
No one knew what Bao Xingsheng was thinking; he simply stood with his hands behind his back and said casually.
The secretary knew that the "he" here did not refer to Xiao He, but to the eldest young master, Bao Wenyin.
"Things have reached this point; I have to believe what the master said."
Bao Xingsheng shook his head mockingly.
Bao Wenyin wanted to find a powerful master from abroad to challenge Daoist Hu, replace Daoist Hu's position, and thereby control his metaphysical views on the various heirs.
It's a pity that his idea was still a bit too naive.
How could someone like Daoist Hu be compared to some Tom, Dick, or Harry from abroad?
Thinking of the divination provided to him by Daoist Hu, Bao Xingsheng's expression became increasingly serious. He turned and walked towards his own room: "I am resting tonight. Don't disturb me, no matter who comes. Handle the matters on the ship yourselves!"
The secretary immediately followed up: "Then, about what the eldest young master said earlier regarding the fortune-turning bead..."
Bao Xingsheng stopped, glancing at the secretary neither lightly nor heavily.
The secretary seemed to have sensed something, immediately lowered his head, did not continue the topic, and just said: "Understood, I already know. I won't disturb President Bao's rest tonight."
On the other side, Chen Yuehui also whispered to her assistant: "If anything happens tonight, don't call me. I'm too tired and need to rest."
Her assistant was clearly calmer and more reticent than the secretary on the other side. He just pushed up his glasses and nodded, saying: "Understood, President Chen. Also, regarding that matter with the young master at the casino—"
"That brat, I originally thought that locking him at home would make him more peaceful, but I didn't expect that it would make him even more addicted."
"As for Xiao He... he is indeed very capable."
Chen Yuehui narrowed her eyes.
Although she hadn't seen this person since getting on the ship, for some reason, she felt that this name had appeared frequently in her ears recently.
Once was the news from the Bao Family side, once was the news from the Beijing Prince's Mansion gardens, and now, this time.
What kind of person was Chen Yuehui?
Everyone she came into contact with and heard about was of the same class as her.
Now that she had unexpectedly heard this name several times, it already indicated that this person was not simple.
"It's a pity. If there's a chance, I must meet him."
Her barely audible whisper drifted in the air. Afterwards, Chen Yuehui skipped over this topic and turned to leave the banquet hall.
Among the heads of the three major families, only the He Family remained.
Looking at the families gradually dispersing, the young President He stood in place, deep in thought.
What exactly were these two families doing?
Beside him, He Ziye had a mournful face and said to the young President He with great heartache: "My dear nephew, you don't know! I was at the casino today and lost so much that I almost walked out wearing only my underwear."
"I know, Zheng Ji has already told me."
The young President He looked helplessly at his uncle, who was about the same age as him, and said: "This can't be blamed on anyone. After all, Zheng Ji reminded you before he left. You didn't listen and insisted on joining the fun. Now, this outcome is your own fault."
He Ziye didn't speak, just continued to look mournful.
"Oh right."
The young President He looked He Ziye up and down, was silent for a moment, and asked: "That matter about the fortune-turning bead that they are talking about recently—you didn't get involved, did you?"
"Damn, I don't have such a hobby!"
Hearing this question, He Ziye almost jumped up and immediately denied it righteously: "I only engage in consensual relationships with pretty girls. I dare not have anything to do with their kind of insidious affairs!"
The young President He fell back into deep thought.
"Go back and rest early tonight. Since you lost so much money, just honestly hide under your covers and digest your frustration."
Finally, he left this sentence behind and turned to leave.
He Ziye: "???"
Listen to yourself, is that even human talk?
The guests in the hall gradually dispersed.
But at the same time, on the lowest deck of the Cruise Ship, a new banquet began.
It was just that this banquet was more like a masquerade party. Many people chose to wear different masks or face coverings, pretending not to know each other, and followed the guidance of the waiters to the depths of the hall.
Outside, in a corner that many people did not notice, a small, unlit, and very secretive cargo ship slowly docked next to the Cruise Ship.
Soon, the small crane on the Cruise Ship began to operate slowly.
The small crane arm silently grabbed the shipping container from the small cargo ship, then swayed as it lifted the container, rotating it to place it on the bottom deck.
At this moment, the deck here had been cleared, leaving only a few men in black. One of them held a walkie-talkie and was giving commands in a low voice.
Subsequently, the shipping containers, which actually looked the size of a large truck trailer, were placed on the deck one by one.
Afterwards, the small cargo ship once again silently trailed far behind the Cruise Ship, like a ghost, as if it had never existed.