Dongxing Pavilion specializes in top - grade seafood delicacies. The lower three floors are restaurants, while the upper three floors have KTV rooms and guest rooms for overnight stays. It is an entertainment venue mainly invested and operated by Old Nine Chen.
Xie Bingxia got out of the car alone and was directly led by the waiter to the luxurious private room on the third floor. Old Nine Chen had been waiting there for a long time. He was playing finger - guessing and drinking with several girls in revealing clothes. No matter whether he won or lost, he would pinch the girls' bodies.
"Miss Xie is here?" Old Nine Chen narrowed his eyes into slits and sized Xie Bingxia up and down for a long time. His smile widened. Xie Bingxia was wearing a puff - sleeve dress. Her legs were fair and tender. Although she didn't have a plump bust, she had a special charm, a kind of freshness that was free from vulgarity.
Xie Bingxia certainly wouldn't choose the tacky outfits chosen by Gu Bei for her. Her appearance could surely help her.
"Come, sit, sit." Old Nine Chen waved the girls out and stepped forward, trying to touch Xie Bingxia's back, but she deftly dodged.
Xie Bingxia pulled out a chair and sat down. She got straight to the point: "Gu Bei will be a little late. Before he comes, may I have a talk about business with you, Boss Chen?"
"Oh?" Old Nine Chen sat down opposite her, took the cigar handed by his subordinate and took a couple of puffs. With a knowing look, he laughed and said, "I know Miss Xie's identity. Can you make the decision?"
"Of course I can." Xie Bingxia was extremely confident. "Because I'm a Xie."
Old Nine Chen blew out a few smoke rings. His look at Xie Bingxia became serious: "If it's about the cooperation and development project in Tai O, Hong Kong..."
Xie Bingxia immediately waved her hand: "What I want to talk about is the new casino in Macau."
Old Nine Chen snuffed out the cigar with one hand, deliberately pressing harder and turning it a couple more times: "Miss Xie, what you mean is..."
"I don't want to beat around the bush. Gu Bei is concerned about the cooperation in Hong Kong, while I... I'm more interested in Boss Chen's project of building a casino in Macau." Xie Bingxia looked fully confident. The conditions she offered were very attractive. "Please let the Xie family participate in the investment. After that, we'll split the profits 30 - 70. I get 30% and you get 70%."
"I believe Boss Chen won't easily reject such good conditions." Xie Bingxia leaned forward slightly, raising her beautiful chin. Under her slender neck, the ruby necklace that Old Nine Chen had given her when he came to apologize a few days ago was twinkling charmingly.
Old Nine Chen swallowed silently and quickly covered his inner impulse with an exaggerated laugh: "Miss Xie is joking. This deal is so good. I, Old Nine Chen, am a bit flattered. The sweet potato is fragrant, but I'm afraid it's a bit... too hot to handle?"
"I have only one requirement." Xie Bingxia held up one finger. "The business must be signed with me alone. It should not go through Gu Bei's account."
The meaning was very clear. It was a deal between the two of them and Gu Bei must not know about it.
"This..." Old Nine Chen looked embarrassed, but his hand unconsciously stroked his chin. As if he had caught some information, after a moment, he said, "Then I also have a requirement."
"For the casino in Macau, as long as it's just the two of us investing, we'll split the profits 60 - 40 later. I get 60% and you get 40%. But..." Old Nine Chen stared at Xie Bingxia. "As an additional condition, you accompany me for one night."
Old Nine Chen's eyes were burning. The delicious dishes on the table seemed tasteless to him at the moment. It seemed that Xie Bingxia was the only appetizer that could arouse his interest.
Xie Bingxia smiled faintly and said self - deprecatingly: "Boss Chen even takes a fancy to my small frame? I'm afraid I won't serve you well and will spoil your mood."
The two were silent. Only their eyes were communicating in the air. Finally, Old Nine Chen closed his slender eyelids and waved his hand: "You're right. It's still my girls who feel good."
"Come, open a bottle of wine." Old Nine Chen told his subordinate while putting a new cigar in his mouth. "Miss Xie, it's okay for you to have a little drink with me, right?"
"Of course."
"Speaking of which, Boss Gu is really slow..." Old Nine Chen turned a glass of red wine in front of Xie Bingxia. "Miss Xie, don't worry. Don't worry. Our business is just between us. Come, drink, drink."
Xie Bingxia took a symbolic sip of the red wine. Before the glass left her lips, Old Nine Chen drifted in front of her like a ghost. He clinked glasses with her and deliberately pressed down on her glass: "Drink more. It's okay. I'll take Miss Xie home later."
Unable to refuse, Xie Bingxia swallowed the mellow wine.
Gu Bei - he was really too slow.
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Beep beep beep beep. The cars behind lined up and honked their horns non - stop, making Gu Bei's nerves throb. He cursed under his breath and threw his phone in front of the windshield angrily.
He had sent more than twenty WeChat messages and made more than a dozen phone calls to Xie Bingxia, but there was no response.
Rolling down the window, Gu Bei roared at Secretary Zhang in the middle of the road: "Are you done? How much does he want? Just give it to him and settle it."
Just ten minutes ago, their car was passing through the cross - road normally when the traffic light was green. Suddenly, a small electric bike of a food delivery rider flashed out from the right and crashed into them.
"I don't care. I'm injured. Ah, my head hurts so much, so much. I need to go to the hospital." The food delivery rider lay on the ground and refused to get up. No matter how much money was offered, he wouldn't give in. "I've called the police!"
Sure enough, not long after, the red and blue lights flashed alternately. The policemen from the nearby police station came.
"Sorry, please come with us. We'll solve it at the station." A middle - aged police officer motioned for Gu Bei to get out of the car.
Even a person who was a big shot in the business circle had to handle things according to the rules in front of the people's public servants. Then the ambulance arrived. Secretary Zhang followed the injured person to the hospital, while Gu Bei had to go to the station to wait for the result and then see how to deal with it.
Before leaving, Gu Bei grabbed Secretary Zhang: "Have you called Old Nine Chen's place? Tell them we'll be late."
Secretary Zhang was also extremely anxious, with sweat all over his forehead: "I couldn't get in touch."
Gu Bei almost cursed again. Seeing the middle - aged police officer standing beside him, he swallowed the curse and instead said: "Comrade policeman, do you think it's okay if I call my lawyer? He'll handle everything. I have an important meeting tonight..."
"What a coincidence!" The policeman didn't buy Gu Bei's words and pointed at the injured person in the ambulance. "He also wants to hire a lawyer."
The injured person suddenly sat up from the stretcher bed and pointed at Gu Bei, shouting: "Comrade policeman! Don't let him run away! Wait for my lawyer!"
"Let's go. First go back to the station." The policeman pulled Gu Bei.
Gu Bei saw that the injured person was chattering non - stop and gesturing wildly. He didn't look like a seriously injured person at all. Moreover, a food delivery rider would hire a lawyer just because of a minor accident?
As shrewd as Gu Bei, he quickly guessed that there must be something fishy about this - someone didn't want him to go to the banquet so soon!
The experience of riding in a police car for the first time was really strange. Gu Bei felt extremely uncomfortable, as if his butt didn't belong to him. While worrying about Xie Bingxia's situation, he quickly analyzed who had set him up. It seemed that he could only ask the top - notch chief lawyer in his lawyer team to come out and solve the problem quickly.
Gu Bei reached out to take out his phone but found nothing.
Oh no! He had left his phone in his own car!
The police car drove away with a wailing siren, in the opposite direction of Dongxing Pavilion. Gu Bei turned his head and saw through the rear window that his Mercedes - Benz G - Class was being towed away with its hazard lights on.
"Damn it!" Gu Bei roared, scaring the young policeman sitting next to him. The young policeman looked aggrieved. He had just started his job a few days ago and was on a mission with his master. He had to sit in the same row with this person who exuded a dark aura. He was extremely reluctant and unconsciously tightened his grip on the handrail on the rear window.
Gu Bei was silent for a long time and then turned to the young policeman: "Hey!"
The young policeman shrank his neck and asked stiffly: "Y - y - yes? What is it?"
"Do you have a phone? Lend it to me to make a call."