Chapter 43

Fight

"How can we strike up a conversation with the big shot?"

The agent sat at the dining table, his eyes scanning the restaurant, not daring to approach rashly. These people didn't look like big shots one could just casually approach.

"Brother Xu, you often go to the Song family, you must have seen one or two big shots here, right?" The agent wouldn't give up. It wasn't easy to sneak onto the 15th floor. If they went back empty-handed, what would other agents think of him?

Song Xu didn't speak. There were big shots here he had seen, but he had only seen them from afar; they hadn't even given him a direct look.

Some big shots here were people even the old master of the Song family had to be careful to please. Who was he?

Seeing him silent, the agent was about to urge him when he looked up and saw two people walking in. He immediately beamed with joy: "Brother Xu, we're so lucky, the big boss is here!"

Song Xu put down his table knife and looked back towards the entrance.

"Mr. Xu." Seeing Xu Chenzhu appear, some people dining in the restaurant put down their cutlery, ready to go up and say hello. After realizing that Mr. Xu's private bodyguards were stopping strangers from approaching, they tactfully sat back down.

There was a waiter playing the piano in the restaurant. As soon as Chao Musheng took his seat, a waiter wearing gloves handed him the menu.

Chao Musheng casually ordered two dishes and waved his hand to stop the waiter from pouring wine for him: "I don't drink, thank you."

"Yes, sir." The waiter raised the bottle mouth and retreated to the side. Other waiters brought soup, drinks, and various dishes.

"Is it a bit boring?" Xu Chenzhu heard lively singing coming from downstairs: "There are many entertainment activities on the ship. After eating, take the bodyguards and look around."

He didn't understand entertainment and had a dull personality. Chaochao must find it uninteresting to be with him.

"You're not going to play?" Chao Musheng took a sip of soup; the taste was okay.

"I'm used to quietness." Xu Chenzhu looked at him with gentle eyes: "As long as you have fun."

Chao Musheng noticed that Mr. Xu ate as if he were making precise measurements—how much to eat in one bite, how many times to chew—and showed no preference for any dish or dessert on the table.

When he finished eating, Mr. Xu also put down his chopsticks.

He wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, picked up the jacket beside him, and draped it over his arm: "Let's go."

The wind on the deck was strong. Xu Chenzhu handed the jacket on his arm to Chao Musheng: "It's windy, put on the jacket."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Chao Musheng did not refuse the other's kindness. To his surprise, the jacket fit him quite well.

"You're welcome." Xu Chenzhu glanced down. A group of young people on the 12th floor were laughing and playing on the deck.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Chao Musheng beside him: "Go play, I don't have anything going on today."

When the boss tells you to go play, don't stand there foolishly.

Chao Musheng was very sensible. He immediately smiled, nodded, and left with two private bodyguards.

Xu Chenzhu watched Chao Musheng's brisk departing figure, his eyelids drooping slightly. Indeed, Chaochao preferred playing with young people.

"Hello, boss."

Xu Chenzhu raised his eyes expressionlessly to look at the person who came.

"Boss, I am an agent from the company's Film and Television Department. This is Song Xu, the most potential artist in our Film and Television Department." The agent bowed, not daring to look into the boss's eyes: "It's a great honor to meet you here."

Xu Chenzhu's eyes were indifferent. In his eyes, these two men with faces full of fawning were no different from anyone else.

The agent didn't expect that the big boss wouldn't even glance at them and would just turn around and leave.

He straightened his back awkwardly, the smile on his face not yet having time to fade.

Song Xu glanced at the bodyguards blocking them, afraid they would get close, glared at the agent who made him lose face, and turned to leave.

"Brother Xu." The agent caught up with the young master and comforted him in a low voice: "The big boss is so busy with work, it's normal not to know us."

"Then why did you bring me up here?" Song Xu couldn't save face, so he could only vent his anger on the agent: "These people on the 15th floor have eyes on the top of their heads. Who do they look at directly?"

The agent lowered his head and remained silent, thinking to himself, isn't this how you usually treat other artists in the company?

Thinking of the Song family behind the other party, the agent still patiently coaxed him: "Brother Xu, didn't you notice that the bodyguards around the big boss looked familiar?"

"What do you mean?"

"Remember the two bodyguards we met in the elevator just now?" The agent reminded: "Remember now?"

"You mean..." Song Xu's eyes lit up: "The person in the elevator just now is the little lover kept by the big boss?"

A canary that can't see the light, yet has the nerve to put on airs in front of him. What a thing!

Agent: "..."

It was his fault. How could he expect someone with a total college entrance exam score of less than three digits to possess the wisdom of a strategist?

"Two weeks ago, a newcomer joined the President's Office. His work ability is very strong, and he also signed a technical consultant agreement with the R&D team." The agent smiled and explained patiently: "The young man dining at the same table with the boss just now should be the legendary Mr. Chao."

To make money, he endured!

This trip on the Moon Gazing involves several important business meetings. Being so young and still brought along by the big boss, it should only be that Mr. Chao with outstanding ability.

"You want me to curry favor with him?" Thinking of Chao Musheng's overly good-looking face, Song Xu felt a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Chao is young and has many hobbies. Maybe we can win his favor in these few days." The agent said: "If you can get the favor of Secretary Liu or Mr. Chao, won't the resources of the Film and Television Department be yours to pick in the future?"

The company recently signed several outstanding professionally trained students, and it seems they are prepared to spend a lot of effort to cultivate them. When this batch of young people develops, the cake distributed to him and Song Xu will become smaller.

After arriving on the Moon Gazing, Xiao Juan discovered that customer service wasn't the most painful job in the world; being a waitress here was.

Some guests wanted to change the decorations in the room because the color of the decorations didn't bring them luck.

Other guests picked waitresses based on their zodiac signs, demanding that waitresses of certain zodiac signs must stay more than ten meters away from them whenever they appeared.

"Before boarding the Moon Gazing, my assistant had already communicated with your person in charge in advance. Roosters clash with my fortune this year. How could you lay such a carpet in my room?"

Xiao Juan glanced at the carpet, which clearly had a picture of flying birds printed on it.

"Sorry, Mr. Wang, we will replace the carpet for you immediately."

"You don't need to apologize to me." Mr. Wang's tone was cold: "Call the person in charge of your floor over."

Looking at the foreman who bowed repeatedly and apologized very humbly, Xiao Juan felt a little uncomfortable.

A look from a powerful person could destroy the efforts of many small people.

Could this Mr. Wang really not distinguish the difference between flying birds and roosters?

It was just a bad mood, taking it out on the waitresses.

Once he leaves this room, he will become the elegant and noble successful person again, the gentleman and good man in the eyes of people of the same class.

"If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences." Mr. Wang said indifferently: "Playing the victim and moral kidnapping will only make me feel that the service of the Moon Gazing is unprofessional."

"What is unprofessional?"

A man's voice sounded in the corridor. Mr. Wang, who had a cold face just now, suddenly returned to a friendly and gentle appearance. He walked outside the half-open door: "Hello, Mr. Xu. I didn't expect you to participate in this Moon Gazing trip too. Nice to meet you."

Xu Chenzhu glanced at the three waitresses being made difficult in the room, his gaze lingering on Xiao Juan for a moment longer.

"The pattern of the wandering albatross on the carpet is nice." Xu Chenzhu withdrew his gaze: "It is said that many seafarers regard it as a bird of good luck. Mr. Wang must have heard of this rumor?"

"Slightly, slightly heard of it." Mr. Wang knew that what he just said was heard by Mr. Xu. Although he didn't know why Mr. Xu would stand up for these three waitresses, he immediately changed his tune: "The service on the Moon Gazing is very attentive."

Xu Chenzhu glanced at Xiao Juan, who didn't even dare to lift her head, and nodded slightly: "Mn, I am also very satisfied with the service of the Moon Gazing."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards his room.

"Mr. Xu, take care." Mr. Wang stood there until Xu Chenzhu's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

"You all go out." Mr. Wang let out a breath: "I saw it wrong just now."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, wish you a pleasant evening." The foreman retreated outside the room and gently closed the door.

She looked back at Xiao Juan and Xiao Liu: "Which of you has shown your face in front of Mr. Xu?"

Just now, she clearly felt Mr. Xu glance at them before speaking up to help them out.

Xiao Liu shook her head, and Xiao Juan followed suit.

"I don't care if what you say is true or false." The foreman didn't pursue it further: "Mr. Xu is someone on this ship who absolutely cannot be offended. Today he spoke up to help us out, so for the rest of the time, Mr. Wang won't trouble us again."

"Sister, what level of big shot is this Mr. Xu? Even the distinguished guests on the 15th floor give him so much face." Xiao Liu subtly turned a button on her waist a few times, and the foreman's eyes gradually became dazed.

"He is the sole person in power of Kunlun Enterprise, with countless properties under his name, involving multiple industries."

Xiao Liu nodded in realization and whispered to Xiao Juan: "This kind of character who is good-looking and can make other NPCs obedient looks very much like a hidden big boss in the instance."

"Can he decide everything on this ship?"

The foreman's eyes seemed a bit clearer: "Only the captain can decide everything on the cruise ship, but the captain will respect Mr. Xu's opinion."

Xiao Liu wanted to continue asking, but the foreman had completely sobered up. She seemed unable to remember what she had just said and arranged for the two to clean up on the deck.

Xiao Liu took Xiao Juan to a corner and wiped the floor with a rag: "Were you also randomly assigned here by the system?"

Xiao Juan didn't answer her question. She got up and wiped the handrail, taking the opportunity to look at this luxurious cruise ship.

Compared to the vast ocean, even the most luxurious cruise ship seemed insignificant. She felt very strange. Why would an existence like Mr. Xu, who couldn't be looked at directly, help waitresses out of trouble?

Could it be because she was a friend acknowledged by Brother Chao?!

Xiao Juan suddenly realized that she could survive this crisis entirely thanks to Brother Chao's face!

After understanding this, Xiao Juan vaguely felt something was wrong.

What exactly was wrong?

"Cool!"

When Chao Musheng threw the ball into the basket, cheers erupted around him.

"Buddy, another one." A rich second generation threw another ball to Chao Musheng. Chao Musheng reached out to catch it and threw it into the basket with one hand again.

Now not only were the girls screaming, but even many boys' eyes lit up.

"Brother, practiced before?" Lian Hai handed Chao Musheng a bottle of water, which was intercepted by a man in a suit.

Recognizing at a glance that this was a private bodyguard, Lian Hai didn't mind. He unscrewed the cap and took a sip himself.

Chao Musheng took the water handed by the bodyguard and shook the sweat off his face: "Amateur hobby."

"Quite modest." Lian Hai looked Chao Musheng up and down: "Which floor do you live on? Come out and play often when you have time."

Most of the people playing here were rich second generations. Even if they didn't play together usually, they had seen each other in this circle. He had no impression of Chao Musheng, but being accompanied by private bodyguards even when playing basketball, he shouldn't be an ordinary person.

"Are all these your friends?" Chao Musheng noticed a man with an indifferent expression in the corner, with a pale-faced young man kneeling beside him.

Lian Hai followed his gaze, smiled, and lay back on the chair next to him: "Know them all, but not necessarily friends. Do you need me to introduce you?"

Realizing he didn't know the other person's name yet, Lian Hai sat up: "I'm Lian Hai, you can call me Da Hai."

"The young master of Lian's Ocean Shipping Company?" Chao Musheng extended his hand: "I'm Chao Musheng, nice to meet you."

Chao?

Countless data on families surnamed Chao flashed through Lian Hai's mind, attempting to match Chao Musheng with these families.

"Nice to meet you." Lian Hai shook hands with Chao Musheng: "Can't really be called young master. I'm just out playing with my dad. I don't know anything about the company's affairs."

While the two were exchanging pleasantries, the man in the corner had already pinched the young man's chin, forcing him to kneel halfway and look up at him.

The young man's thin shoulders were trembling slightly, but apart from a few people watching the excitement, others seemed not to see this scene, playing happily on their own.

"It seems Young Master Song picked a tough bone this time."

A rich second generation nearby teased: "If he keeps playing like this, I'm really afraid he'll cause a death."

"Tsk." Lian Hai frowned and said to the teasing rich second generation: "Get lost, what's so good to watch about this kind of drama."

He picked up the water bottle on the table and threw it at the man: "Song Cheng, what are you doing?"

"I'm teaching a disobedient cat a lesson. What does it have to do with you, Young Master Lian?" Song Cheng dodged the bottle thrown by Lian Hai and threw the young man aside: "Don't meddle in other people's business."

"Playing disgustingly."

"Disgusting?" Song Cheng looked down at the young man on the ground: "Tell me, are you voluntarily playing with me?"

The young man nodded, trembling all over.

The rich second generations who were friendly with Song Cheng immediately laughed loudly.

"Young Master Lian, it's a consensual matter, don't interfere."

"Young Master Song is playing flirtatiously with him, you don't understand the fun in it."

Lian Hai's face looked very bad from their ridicule.

"Are you playing a live version of a bully bullying a decent young man?" Chao Musheng noticed that the young man was soaked through, his exposed neck and arms were covered in bruises, and his left leg was curled up somewhat unnaturally, knowing this matter wasn't simple.

"What does it have to do with you?" The jeering rich second generation was unhappy: "Don't think just because you can shoot a few baskets and talk to Lian Hai, you can meddle in our business."

Song Cheng stood up and looked at Chao Musheng with interest: "Haven't seen you before. You look more interesting than those little stars downstairs."

As soon as these words came out, Lian Hai noticed that the two bodyguards following Chao Musheng took a step forward.

He glanced at Song Cheng, who was unknowingly still approaching Chao Musheng, got up, and retreated back, showing these bodyguards with practical actions that he wasn't familiar with Song Cheng.

"You haven't seen me, but I know you." Chao Musheng kicked Song Cheng down on the basketball court and pinned his hands behind his back: "It's a pity, your looks can't compare to those big stars downstairs loved by many fans."

"Let go of me!" Being pinned to the ground in front of so many second generations, Song Cheng's face was distorted with anger, gone was the noble appearance he had when facing the young man just now.

The bodyguards stopped several rich second generations who tried to come forward to help: "Young masters, please do not disturb our gentleman's elegant interest."

The rich second generations who heard this: "..."

First time seeing someone describe beating people as an elegant interest.

"Why so angry?" Chao Musheng pressed Song Cheng's face firmly against the ground: "I'm playing a fighting game with you, do you understand the fun in it?"

Song Cheng couldn't struggle free, anxious and angry: "Get lost, or our Song family won't be done with you."

"Look at you, why the rush in playing a game?" Chao Musheng patted Song Cheng's forehead loudly: "Doesn't Young Master Song like playing pushing games? Why are you unhappy when I push you?"

Pushing game?

Song Cheng's brain buzzed. How could this person who suddenly popped up know about that matter known only to the Song family?

"Look at the 12th-floor deck, is someone fighting?" Xiao Liu wiped halfway, saw someone fighting below, and immediately got energized: "The person fighting looks familiar."

Xiao Juan, who despised Xiao Liu for making a fuss, poked her head out to look and immediately lost her calm, throwing the rag and running downstairs.

Ahhhhh, it's her Brother Chao fighting with someone!

Brother Chao is so good. If someone provoked him to fight, it must be the other person's fault!

"What are you crazy about?!" Xiao Liu saw Xiao Juan suddenly running downstairs, anxious but afraid to attract the attention of other NPCs.

If discovered by the foreman, it would be all over!

She picked up the rag Xiao Juan threw away, working with both left and right hands, scrubbing furiously fast.

This sister is good at everything, except she gets a bit unsettled when it comes to handsome men.

"Brother Xu, I found out that Mr. Chao took bodyguards to the 12th floor to play. When you go to see Mr. Chao later, don't forget to say hello to Young Master Song." The agent muttered in Song Xu's ear: "I heard Young Master Song..."

Before the agent finished speaking, he felt a mysterious force suddenly spring out from behind, knocking him and Song Xu three steps away.

What happened?!

The agent clutched his waist, which hurt from the impact, and stood up straight, only seeing a blur speeding away into the distance.

"Who is that? Can't they have some manners?!" The agent helped up the dazed Song Xu: "Brother Xu, are you okay?"

Song Xu shook his head in a trance. He didn't even know how he flew out.

"This is outside the land, not outside the law." Chao Musheng made no secret of his disgust for Song Cheng. He looked at Song Cheng's ugly struggling face, got up and walked to the young man forgotten by everyone, took off his jacket and draped it over him: "I'll take you to see a doctor."

"Stop, who allowed you to touch him!"

Song Cheng lost so much face that he was angry enough to lose his reason. He scrambled up and rushed towards Chao Musheng.

Chao Musheng did a side kick, and Song Cheng, who had just rushed over, was kicked over again.

"Cool!" Lian Hai couldn't help clapping and cheering.

"For trash like Song Cheng, I can fight ten alone." Chao Musheng squatted in front of the young man, sensing his shrinking and trembling. He pulled up the jacket to cover the young man's head and face: "Let's go, don't be afraid."

[Ding! Instance main mission generated: Help the avenger submerge the ship full of sin into the bottom of the sea.]

[Only the angry sea can quell the raging fire of hatred.]

Xiao Juan, who ran outside the basketball court, was stunned. She looked at this huge luxury cruise ship and felt a chill.

How many people are on this cruise ship in total?

"Where did this waitress come from? Why are you blocking here?" Someone pushed Xiao Juan, tone contemptuous: "How come there are brainless waitresses on the Moon Gazing too?"

Xiao Juan rolled her eyes.

Idiot, my brain is fine. It's your fate that's not good, sitting on a ship destined to sink.

No, Brother Chao is still on the ship. This ship cannot sink!

But the ship is so big, where can she find the avenger?

"Shen Ran, if you dare to leave with him today, I will definitely let you know what regret is!"

Song Cheng stared at the young man: "A person of unknown origin, do you think he can protect you? Do you remember the end of the last person who helped you?"

The young man stiffened all over. He stopped, his voice hoarse: "Sorry, I, I and Song Cheng were just, just... playing around. You go."

The last few words were barely audible, but Chao Musheng heard deafening despair.

Sensing the kind person helping him let go, Shen Ran bit his lip tightly, not letting himself make a sound for help.

He was already deep in the mud and couldn't implicate innocent people anymore.

"Ah!"

Song Cheng's scream came to his ears. He mustered all his courage to look up and saw the arrogant Song Cheng being pinned to the ground and beaten by a young man.

The young man had picturesque features, eyes shining like stars, glowing all over.

"Brother Xu, Mr. Chao is right here. Let's go in quickly." The agent rubbed his sore waist and led Song Xu hurriedly into the basketball court.

Oh my Bodhisattva!

Why did he see Mr. Chao beating Young Master Song as soon as he came in?!

"Brother Xu." The agent turned around and dragged Song Xu out: "Let's go quickly."

While no one noticed they were also present, slip away quickly.

"Just now..." Song Xu turned his head stiffly: "Was the person Mr. Chao beating Young Master Song?"

"Yes, let's go quickly." The agent was sweating anxiously. With their status, they dared not help anyone.

"We can't leave." Song Xu looked numbly at the old man walking hurriedly ahead: "Chairman Song is here."

The agent looked back. Oh my, beat the young one and the old one comes. Why is Young Master Song's grandfather here?

He hesitated for a moment, took out his phone, and sent a message to Secretary Liu.

Although Chairman Song couldn't be offended, he was an agent of Kunlun. If he watched helplessly as Mr. Chao was bullied by the Song family, he wouldn't think about mixing in Kunlun anymore.

He could still distinguish which was more important.

"Grandpa Song." Song Xu stepped forward to greet him.

Chairman Song had several bodyguards behind him, looking imposing: "Heard someone is looking for trouble with Song Cheng?"

Song Xu looked at Chairman Song's expression and knew the situation was not good. He lowered his head and whispered: "I just arrived here and am not clear about the situation inside."

"Hmph!" Chairman Song was very dissatisfied with this answer. He walked straight to the door and then stopped.

Hmm?

Song Xu saw Old Master Song suddenly standing still, quietly poked his head to look inside. It was Song Cheng getting beaten unilaterally. Why did the old master suddenly have no reaction?

Old Master, if you don't speak up to stop it, your precious grandson is going to be beaten like a dog.