Two hours later, Meng Tao sent all the information to Mu Yinyin and called her.
Mu Yinyin answered and asked softly, "How's the investigation going?"
Meng Tao quickly replied, "All the information has been sent to President Mu, and Gao Zhusheng has also arrived at his destination."
Mu Yinyin's gaze paused, and she immediately said, "Find a way to contact him. Tell him I'd like to have dinner with him tonight and see if he's free."
"Okay." Meng Tao said only these two words, waiting for further instructions from Mu Yinyin.
Mu Yinyin didn't speak and hung up the phone directly.
She had already started opening the series of documents that Meng Tao had sent her.
Because Xiao Qi fell ill so suddenly, their preparations were still not as thorough as they could have been.
If such a thing had happened two months earlier, they would have been able to investigate all the details.
However, if it had been two months ago, Xiao Qi might not have survived.
Mu Yinyin sighed softly, putting aside her thoughts, and immediately began to examine the documents seriously.
Meanwhile.
On the other side.
Gao Zhusheng had arrived at the presidential suite, with his assistant Yun He standing beside him.
Yun He was Gao Zhusheng's only assistant.
After entering the hotel, Gao Zhusheng half-reclined on the sofa, with his legs stretched out on it.
He also extended one hand, and Yun He, understanding his intention, lit a cigarette for him.
Gao Zhusheng took it with satisfaction.
Yun He paused before slowly saying, "Mr. Gao, someone called me and wants to invite you to dinner tonight."
His voice, like his appearance, was very refined.
Gao Zhusheng looked at him, not speaking, waiting for him to continue.
Yun He took out his phone, pulled up the person's information, and handed it to the man.
Gao Zhusheng held the cigarette in his right hand, tapped it twice on the ashtray, and then took the phone from Yun He.
As he was looking, Yun He spoke to him, "She is Mu Yinyin, the leader of Fanxing Group. Although she has been out of the public eye for the past two years, she has never neglected the company."
Gao Zhusheng was still looking at the information and chuckled, "Interesting. Did she say why she wanted to meet me for dinner?"
"She didn't say on the phone, just that she wanted to have dinner with you and see if you were free," Yun He finished, saying no more, having compiled all the information.
And he noticed that his boss's eyes were glued to his phone.
Because the image frozen on the screen was a photograph.
Yun He was a very thoughtful person; he had specifically found some photos of Mu Yinyin online and put them in the document.
"She's quite good-looking," was Gao Zhusheng's first comment after looking.
By now, his cigarette was finished, and he directly dropped it into the ashtray. At the same time, he ran a hand over his slicked-back hair. His face, already looking somewhat greasy, now held a leering smile, making him look particularly lewd and somewhat difficult to accept.
However, Yun He was accustomed to his boss's demeanor, as if he saw nothing, standing by and waiting for his boss's instructions.
Then, he heard Gao Zhusheng say with a half-smile, "Does she know I don't like men?"
Yun He froze, but the next moment immediately replied, "Yes, I informed her assistant on the phone. Her assistant is also a smart person and immediately said she wouldn't do anything that would make you uncomfortable."
"Tsk, it seems she has something very important to ask of me," Gao Zhusheng's smile deepened, his yellowish skin appearing a little greasy.
Yun He said nothing more, continuing to wait for his boss's questions or orders.
Gao Zhusheng extended his hand, and Yun He immediately handed him another cigarette and lit it.
"Tell her I'm free tonight, and we'll decide on the location."
If he was going to meet such a beautiful woman, there had to be some sense of occasion. If it were an ordinary place, without any schemes, it wouldn't be interesting.
The calculations in Gao Zhusheng's eyes intensified.
Yun He, as if used to it, numbly agreed and went out.
He knew too well what kind of address to choose. Over the years, he had been finding suitable places for his boss, and his boss was very satisfied with all his services.
Seeing Yun He reach the door, Gao Zhusheng narrowed his eyes. "Wait."
Yun He's body tensed.
A deep sense of shame and indignation flashed in his eyes.
But he had to take a breath and immediately turned back to his boss.
He didn't move, but stood very close to Gao Zhusheng.
Gao Zhusheng smiled with satisfaction, glanced a few more times at the beautiful woman on his phone, then stubbed out his cigarette and dropped it into the ashtray. He sat up, placing his feet on the ground, spread apart.
Yun He instantly understood. Suppressing the gloom and anger in his eyes, and thinking of the money he was about to receive, he slowly squatted in front of Gao Zhusheng.
...
An hour later.
Yun He finally walked out of the presidential suite.
His expression was as usual, and no one could tell that anything was wrong.
He still held his phone in his hand, clearly calling someone and waiting for them to answer.
He didn't pay attention to anyone around him. After the other party answered the phone, he directly said, "Hello, Miss Meng. Our Mr. Gao has agreed to Ms. Mu's invitation, but the location will not be decided by your side. I will choose a more comfortable place for you. Mr. Gao dislikes uncomfortable places."
In other words, they had no right to choose so much.
After he finished speaking, a man passing by him, walking behind him, suddenly stopped and his gaze fell on Yun He's back.
"Yes, five o'clock tonight. I'll send you the address then. Goodbye."
After Yun He finished speaking, he walked away briskly, unaware that someone was watching him from behind.
And the man staring at him…
His expression seemed a bit off. He didn't continue forward but instead followed Yun He.
He wasn't sure if he had misheard just now, but it was necessary to verify this matter and report it to his president, otherwise…
He feared something was amiss later.
He knew many important figures who had come here, and he had also inquired about everyone staying here before he came. He naturally recognized Yun He, and Yun He had also mentioned Mr. Gao and… President Mu.
The words "President Mu" were what truly worried the man.
An hour later.
The man had learned enough and returned to the presidential suite with a somewhat solemn expression.
Seeing his president sitting on the sofa, working on his laptop, he frowned slightly but still chose to speak, interrupting his president's work.
"Mr. Fu."
He said these two words first, then paused.
Fu Siye immediately frowned, but still looked up at Mu Teng.
He knew that Mu Teng would not interrupt his work without a reason.