Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Fourth Master: I dislike nagging people; Ancestor: You feed me
The man known as Fourth Master flicked the ash from his cigarette. His fingers, long and jade-like, held a cigar lazily as he took a puff and exhaled a series of elegant smoke rings.
After he restrained the chill that surrounded him, at first glance, he wasn’t much different from Bai Fei, the typical wealthy playboy of the imperial capital.
He even spoke in a gentle, refined manner:
"Did you not expect it, or did you disregard my instructions?"
"Fourth Master, we really didn’t expect it. You should be able to see from the live broadcast, the Vice President was stunned on stage, it was completely unexpected..."
"Is that so?"
"Absolutely! How could a normal person possibly make a round trip from Qingcheng in four hours? Bao Gucheng is very cunning, he must have planned this in advance, maybe he didn’t even go to Qingcheng, deliberately playing tricks on us..."
Feng Shiren’s secretary was still babbling on, his flattering attitude toward this King Yan completely different from the sinister, backstabbing face he showed towards Chen Long’s group.
The man raised his finger and crushed the cigar in the hand of the nearby bodyguard.
The bodyguard didn’t move a muscle, as if used to it.
"I hate people who ramble."
The man smiled gently.
Feng Shiren’s secretary froze, not understanding what it meant, thinking that Fourth Master disliked rambling and was ordering him to leave.
That was great, he could finally report back to the Vice President.
The Vice President didn’t dare to report, so he sent him. First, he scared off Chen Long’s group, then he dealt with the most difficult Fourth Master in the imperial capital today, which was practically an extraordinary achievement. The Vice President would surely promote him...
As he was thinking.
Unexpectedly, the man’s next sentence was even more refined: "So loquacious, then feed the fish."
Before Feng Shiren’s secretary could react, he was directly grabbed by the bodyguard and thrown into the shark’s mouth.
The dying shark, nourished by its prey, became exceptionally ferocious. Its sharp teeth clamped down instantly, and the secretary didn’t even have time to let out a scream before he was reduced to a bloody pulp and swallowed into the fish’s stomach...
The bodyguard asked for instructions: "Fourth Master, should we have Feng Shiren come personally to apologize?"
The man on the sofa suddenly waved his hand.
His gaze was fixed on a narrow crack in the door, and the lazy aura around him vanished as he lifted his long legs and quickly stepped out the door.
Outside the corridor, it was empty.
But he clearly saw a fleeting figure in white just now!
Behind him.
A cry of alarm.
"Fourth Master, the tiger shark has escaped!"
With a splash of huge water droplets, in the blink of an eye, the dying tiger shark broke free from its restraints, crashed through a corner of the glass curtain wall, and darted into the sea outside, regaining a faint trace of life.
The man paused to look back.
His dark blue eyes narrowed slightly:
"What I set my eyes on, never escapes."
"Search! Every woman in a white dress in this building, search them out for me!"
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Zuzi’s expression remained calm as she pushed the door open and returned to the glass-walled room.
Bao Gucheng had already peeled a plate of shrimp for her and was in the middle of shelling crab legs for her.
The hands that once handled heavy machinery seemed to be overqualified for dismantling food.
Yet the man was very patient, the peeled shrimp, the meat was meat, the skin was skin, the shell was shell.
The crab legs were arranged so that even the leg hairs were aligned in one direction, a slightly obsessive-compulsive display of perfection.
Zuzi looked at the food on the plate and sighed softly.
Bao Gucheng: "Is it not to your taste?"
He was about to reach out and pick up the menu to order something else.
Unexpectedly, Zuzi pressed down his large hand, her red lips slightly curved: "Xiao Chenger, feed me."