Chapter 131

Lu Qiaoge frowned.

Even if she wasn't familiar with Troupe Leader Yan and An Leilei, she felt it was impossible for these two to steal a gold watch.

Director Hu was right; they were all received according to the standards for distinguished guests.

Now is different from decades later; people nowadays really treat Hong Kong people as the most distinguished guests.

Whether it was the waiters or the two from the song and dance troupe, how could they possibly steal things from a Hong Kong guest?

But looking at Zhen Xi's appearance, it didn't look like he was faking it. Regardless of what Brother Zhendong meant by choosing him as his successor, it was undeniable that he could still make decisions for a 100,000 M-dollar order.

Besides, going back on his word like this wouldn't be good for the Zhen family's influence either.

Obviously, Brother Zhendong wouldn't do such a thing either.

At this moment, Brother Zhendong was sitting there, his expression calm and unruffled.

Beside him was a beautiful and fashionable woman; clearly, this was his female secretary.

On both sides of the long table sat two distinct groups of people—one side was Brother Zhendong, Zhen Xi, and the secretary and others from Hong Kong, and the other side was the local reception staff from Jiangcheng.

Lu Qiaoge glanced at the grim-looking Zhen Xi.

What kind of illness does this person have that makes him irritable and requires medication?

Does Brother Zhendong know?

If he knows, why would he still want him to be the successor? Isn't he afraid of opposition from other children?

To say he doesn't know seems unlikely. But one cannot rule out that Zhen Xi is a good actor.

But in fact, except for her, it seems no one else noticed his difference.

Even on the verge of an outburst, he maintained a lazy sitting posture, his eyes occasionally flashing with an emotion Lu Qiaoge couldn't read.

It was also at this moment that Zhen Xi spoke.

"That gold watch is the only heirloom my mother left me."

Lu Qiaoge noticed that when he said the word "heirloom," his knuckles turned slightly white.

She scanned the room nonchalantly.

Not only her, but many people were looking at Zhen Xi.

Although Brother Zhendong's expression was calm, a flash of anger crossed his eyes; he seemed not to want Zhen Xi to mention the Third Lady at this time.

So it turns out the Third Lady has passed away.

"Mr. Zhen, please believe that we will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."

The one who said this was Hotel Wang Jingli. He was over fifty, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his forehead was covered in sweat. He had worked here for over ten years, and this was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and the other party was a distinguished guest from Hong Kong. But he believed in his staff and comrades: "The waiters in our hotel have all undergone strict vetting, and the comrades from the song and dance troupe are even more able to stand the test..."

"Does Wang Jingli mean to say we are lying?" The female secretary behind Brother Zhendong suddenly spoke, her voice as cold as ice.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Wang Jingli waved his hands in a panic.

Lu Qiaoge's gaze swept over everyone in the conference room.

Troupe Leader Yan was sitting in the corner. This leader of the song and dance troupe, who was over forty, had a livid face. An Leilei beside her was lowering her head, her fingers twisted together, her face clearly showing embarrassment.

It's understandable; they came here nicely, but couldn't leave nicely.

This pampered girl, when had she ever suffered such grievances?

And Troupe Leader Yan being suspected of stealing things was an insult to her; it would be strange if her expression were good.

"I think it's better this way." Brother Zhendong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke. This commercial tycoon in his sixties had a steady voice: "My itinerary continues. A-Xi, the order with the snack factory is not child's play. You take people to sign the order. As for the gold watch, there are public security comrades here; let them continue the investigation."

Zhen Xi suddenly looked up, but after a few breaths, he said: "Father, I'm not feeling well. Anyway, we are staying for a few more days; we'll talk about the order later."

He used the Hong Kong dialect to say this.

Some people present understood, and some didn't.

Lu Qiaoge and Sister Su were both sitting in the corner of the conference room. She translated for Sister Su and then explained: "There are many people from Nancheng in my neighborhood; I learned it from them."

Sister Su nodded and said to Lu Qiaoge in a low voice: "Shall we leave? Clearly, we don't have a say."

The comrade from the foreign trade bureau said: "No rush. Since we were allowed in, it's because we hope everyone can pool their wisdom and find a way to solve the current difficulty."

This place was already under martial law. The reason they were able to get in just now was because Sister Su was greeting them at the door, and everyone's work ID had been checked once.

Lu Qiaoge didn't want to leave either; her little darlings hadn't brought her back any information yet.

Besides, this also involved a 1,000-yuan bonus.

Zhen Xi also saw Lu Qiaoge at a glance. Suddenly, a flash of mischief crossed his eyes, and he said: "Factory Director Lu, I remember you told me that day that you Jiangcheng people are simple and kind. So, is the simplicity and kindness you speak of stealing my things?"

A flash of displeasure crossed Lu Qiaoge's heart.

This playboy, why is he targeting her for no reason?

Even if the deal doesn't go through, there's still righteousness; it's not like we're waiting for your order to save our lives.

At the time, what she said was just official jargon; if he took it seriously, fine, if not, there was no loss.

But you can't pick on the words in my speech in public.

Old Lin was also there. When he heard this, he felt Zhen Xi was looking for trouble with Lu Qiaoge. He was about to speak, but heard Lu Qiaoge say with a smile: "Mr. Zhen, you have also been to the snack factory. No one can guarantee that every sunflower seed there is good. If you want to guarantee quality, isn't it enough to pick out the bad ones? So, speaking like this, here with us, is called 'arguing for the sake of arguing'!"

Everyone didn't have much of a reaction at first, but when they heard the words "arguing for the sake of arguing" at the end, they were all stunned.

Where did this greenhorn Factory Director Lu come from? How could she be so impolite to a distinguished guest from Hong Kong? She actually dared to say the other party was arguing for the sake of arguing.

Oh my, she really is a newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers.

Wang Jingli had just been choked by Brother Zhendong's female secretary not long ago.

He wanted to refute, but the item was lost and not found; what if, right? He had confidence but also lacked confidence; it was a very complex state of mind. But hearing Lu Qiaoge say this to the other party, he was still very willing to listen.

He smoothed things over: "I am the hotel manager, I take full responsibility for this matter. Mr. Zhen, please rest assured, we will definitely do our best to find the gold watch."

Zhen Xi raised his eyebrows in surprise. He wasn't angry; the emotions he was trying so hard to control seemed to have faded a bit.

He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said lightly: "Factory Director Lu, anyone can say big, pretty words. Finding my mother's heirloom is the serious business, isn't it?"

Brother Zhendong frowned: "You are not allowed to speak to a lady like that."

Lu Qiaoge looked directly into his eyes, a faint smile on the corners of her mouth: "Mr. Zhen, you are right."

Without waiting for others to speak, Lu Qiaoge asked seriously: "Wang Jingli, have the rooms on the eighth floor been checked one by one?"

Wang Jingli hesitated for a moment. The incident happened suddenly; it had only been a little over an hour from the incident until now.

Troupe Leader Yan and An Leilei were found halfway back.

The ones handling this matter were the provincial public security.

They were in the small conference room next door.

As for checking the rooms, all rooms on the eighth floor except the one Brother Zhendong was staying in had been checked once.