Chapter 264: This Is a Trump Card

Well then, that's quite convenient, and at the very least you don't have to go back and forth; it's just like staying at home—what about your husband?

After saying that, he stepped forward again, then at the riverside spot he picked up a piece of cloth and examined it closely.

He found that this piece of cloth was exactly the same as the one he had taken before; at least, to the touch, it felt that way.

Finally, he lowered his head and saw that the cardboard boxes stacked in the corner were scattered with such cloth pieces everywhere, and they were basically identical.

"You, what do you need?"

When he kept asking about various things, all the way to asking about her husband, that seemed to raise Xiao Hong's alertness.

"Ah, nothing much, just killing time, right? And I've never run a sewing shop before; I'm just curious—did you find the button?"

"Take a look at this button—does it work? Although it feels roughly the same shape, it's actually entirely plastic."

"Okay, fine, fine, that'll do—go ahead and sew it. Remember, don't let it fall off suddenly when I'm meeting clients, or I'll really be embarrassed."

"Hehe, don't worry, I can't guarantee anything else, but this stitch will definitely hold—just wait a moment."

While speaking, he opened a machine and then placed the garment on it.

As the machine's low-high-low sound rose, Guo Xiao couldn't help but stand up again.

"Ah, what's there?"

Just then, he suddenly saw a red box piled up in a corner.

Looking at it now, it completely clashes with the surrounding environment.

Moreover, one can feel that the box is extremely high-end.

"Oh, nothing, it's just something a customer left here."

Upon hearing that, Xiao Hong hastily kicked it with her foot, then covered the box with a piece of cloth.

It was precisely this action that caught Xiao Ming's attention; obviously, the box must contain something valuable, though he wasn't sure what exactly was inside.

After a few minutes, Xiao Hong quickly returned the garment to him, intact and undamaged.

"Take a look—should be fine now, right?"

He picked it up and glanced; as expected, the stitching was indeed sturdy, and from a distance it looked like there was no noticeable difference.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad—your skill is really quite good; tell me, how much?"

"Oh, two dollars."

"What? Two, two dollars?"

"Yes, just two dollars—what's the problem?"

"Hehe, nothing—I haven't seen a single dollar bill in ages, but I really have no change."

While speaking, Xiao Ming pulled out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and placed it in front of him.

"Oh, don't rush—I'll go to the side, get you some money, and give you change."

Saying that, Xiao Hong took a hundred dollars and then left the room.

Taking advantage of the moment, Xiao Yunzhe quickly stepped forward and pushed the box out to take a look.

He discovered it was a camphor-wood box, with the words "chemical supplies" clearly written on it in large characters.

"Chemical supplies? Could it be related to that highly corrosive liquid he mentioned earlier?"

He lowered his head and saw a lock hanging on it; obviously, without a key he couldn't open the box at all.

He quickly put the box back, then naturally walked to the door's side.

Just then, Xiao Hong walked in from outside.

"Take a look—this money is a bit scattered, but I really don't have any fifty-dollar bills."

"Oh dear, you gave me this money and I don't even know where I tossed it—fine, fine, just leave it with me for now; when I have a chance later, I'll come back to have you make other clothes."

"Sir, this isn't appropriate, is it?"

"Alright, alright, I still have things to do on my end—just like this."

After saying that, Xiao Ming turned and left without looking back.

He can now basically confirm that this person is the one who tampered with things there before.

If that's the case, the key question is: who exactly is directing him to do all this? And what is the true purpose of that instigator?

What he has found so far is merely an executor; he believes this executor surely doesn't know what these people truly think.

Therefore, Xiao Ming must verify this clue and continue the investigation; otherwise, he'll end up with nothing in the end.

Just as he got into the car, his phone rang; he glanced down and didn't expect it to be a call from Zong Long.

Could it be that Zong Long knows about his affairs, which is why he's calling?

"Hello?"

"General Manager Xiao, hello, I'm Zong Long. I only saw the news yesterday saying our company had something happen, and I just wanted to see if there's anything I can help with."

"Fine, for now I don't need anything—don't worry, I can handle this matter well."

"General Manager Xiao, I also need to advise you: if, at this critical moment, all your companies are seized, then Xing Ya Company should be your trump card for you."

"Trump card?"

"Exactly, don't forget—you currently have many projects under your name, all hanging under your Minghui Group; if something really goes wrong this time, do you think you'd still be allowed to take on those projects?"

"You mean I should hand over these projects, then transfer them to Xing Ya Company, so they'd still be under my control, right?"

"Exactly, that's what I mean. Moreover, to be frank, my funds are also tight right now; if you could actually acquire them, this money would also help me out, so please, General Manager Xiao, give this careful thought."

"Okay, I will definitely consider what needs considering; alright, let's leave it at that for now."