Chapter 50 - 1

Strange

"Who did you say he wants to harm?!"

Xiao Juan looked at Brother Tiger, her fists already clenched: "Aren't you in cahoots with him?"

Brother Tiger grinned: "I am a player, and I am in cahoots with all players who share the same stance."

Xiao Juan looked at his honest face: "Wait here, I'll go ask the foreman for leave."

"What leave? The foreman on the ship is very hard to talk to. It's better to sneak away." Brother Tiger watched Xiao Juan's retreating figure and muttered softly: "Could it be that she doesn't want to help and is deliberately making excuses?"

Not long after muttering, he saw Xiao Juan's foreman smiling all over, accompanying Xiao Juan out of the lounge, saying considerate words like "It's okay," "Small matter," and "Pay attention to rest."

Brother Tiger: "..."

Your foreman and my foreman seem to be different.

"Sister Juan, can you handle it alone?" When Sister Juan returned to him under the foreman's smiling gaze, Brother Tiger couldn't help but speak: "That's an S-rank item, a bit hard to deal with. How about we find a few more helpers?"

"Trying to test if I have other helpers?" Xiao Juan looked at Brother Tiger with a faint smile. This person looked honest and simple, but he had more schemes than a honeycomb briquette: "Don't worry, it's just an S-rank item."

Brother Tiger returned an honest smile to Sister Juan, neither admitting nor denying.

"Strange." Secretary Liu finished organizing the various agreements in his hand and looked at Chao Musheng, who was organizing documents next to him: "Why didn't you go out to play this afternoon?"

"Isn't there work to be done today?" Chao Musheng clipped a paper tag on the page that needed signing and put it aside, returning a smile to Secretary Liu: "I can't leave you here busy alone, Brother Liu."

"Really?" Secretary Liu didn't believe it. He handed the reviewed agreement to Chao Musheng: "Who was looking for you just now?"

"A staff member on the ship." Chao Musheng yawned: "He said Song Cheng wants to plot against me. I was worried Song Cheng would retaliate if he knew he tipped me off, so I let him go first."

"When did this happen?" Xu Chenzhu walked out of the room, his eyes deep.

Secretary Liu was used to the boss's emotionally stable side. Suddenly meeting his chilly gaze, he was a bit unaccustomed.

"About ten minutes ago." Chao Musheng turned back and found Xu Chenzhu's expression was wrong: "Mr. Xu, are you angry for me?"

"En." Xu Chenzhu avoided Chao Musheng's gaze: "You are my assistant. If others want to harm you, it's disrespectful to me."

Secretary Liu: "..."

What kind of talk is this? Did the boss eat a few domineering CEOs for lunch today? Why does he sound like a domineering CEO?

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Someone like Song Cheng who bullies the weak and fears the strong, after knowing I'm your assistant, definitely won't dare to deal with me blatantly." Chao Musheng got up and poured a cup of tea for Xu Chenzhu, forcing it into his hand: "At most, he'll curse behind my back. In front of me, he won't even dare to breathe loudly."

Even using such a retarded method as releasing mosquitoes to bite him, how good can his brain be?

Maybe it was a lousy idea thought up by some bad friend to make him happy. On the Moon Gazing, let alone diseased mosquitoes, it's hard to find even a single live mosquito.

"I heard Chairman Song is sick. Little Zhao, as Chairman Song's relative, you can arrange for two people to stay by Song Cheng's side to help." Secretary Liu smiled: "It's your kind intention. If he dares to refuse, it's his fault."

"Two is a bit few." Xu Chenzhu took a sip of the tea Chao Musheng poured personally: "Arrange four to go over. That will better show Zhao Zhao's intentions."

"What does Chao Musheng mean by sending these things with such fanfare?" Song Cheng pushed away the tonics on the table that looked good but were useless: "Is he afraid the matter isn't big enough and wants everyone to misunderstand that Grandpa is dying, causing fluctuations in our Song Corporation's stock price?"

The secretary stared at the tonics scattered on the floor without speaking.

Why would the Song Corporation's stock price fluctuate as soon as the Chairman gets sick?

Isn't it because you, the heir, are useless?

"Young Master, these tonics were sent by Mr. Xu's private bodyguards." The secretary bent down to pick up all the tonics: "I think you should not only accept these tonics properly but also choose two boxes to take to the Chairman's ward, so everyone knows this is carefully prepared by Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhao."

"You mean I have to endure Chao Musheng's petty annoyance?"

The deliberate avoidance and indifference in the conference room today made Song Cheng, who had been flattered by others since childhood, very embarrassed. Especially since most of this embarrassment was brought by Chao Musheng, making it even harder for him to accept.

"Young Master, you must remember, this is not petty annoyance; this is Mr. Zhao's intention." The secretary comforted: "Those who achieve great things must endure what ordinary people cannot. Everyone flatters Mr. Zhao now because he is Mr. Xu's assistant. What if one day he loses Mr. Xu's trust?"

Merchants are suspicious. Young geniuses like Mr. Zhao often have their own opinions.

At first, the boss will tolerate more out of love for talent, but over time, the boss will get bored.

Emperors suspect generals, merchants guard against overly outstanding employees, even Tang Monk suspected Sun Wukong everywhere. He has seen too many such things in the business world.

Kunlun is different from other large enterprises; it operates on the boss's sole authority. How long can a big shot like Mr. Xu tolerate Chao Musheng?

"You are right." Song Cheng persuaded himself: "Kunlun never lacks talent. Even if Chao Musheng relies on Xu Chenzhu for temporary glory, he is just working for someone else."

He randomly picked up two bags of supplements from the pile of gift boxes. Opening the door, he saw four burly men standing at his door.

"Who are you?" Song Cheng questioned loudly, attracting the attention of some people in the corridor.

"Hello, Young Master Song. We are assistants sent by Mr. Zhao to take care of you and Chairman Song." The bodyguard replied: "From now on, we will protect you well and ensure we never leave your side."

Song Cheng was so angry he almost couldn't catch his breath: "Chao Musheng actually dares to send you to moni..."

"Mr. Zhao is really thoughtful. Knowing Young Master Song is too busy, he specially arranged helpers for you. Young Master Song, you really should thank Mr. Zhao properly."

Song Cheng turned to look at the person speaking in the corridor. Don't think I don't know you were circling around Chao Musheng this morning.

"Indeed. I heard these are Mr. Xu's private bodyguards. To help the Song family, Mr. Zhao even asked Mr. Xu for help."

Song Cheng recognized the person who chimed in. It was also someone who surrounded Chao Musheng today.

"Young Master Song is really lucky."

Pah!

A bunch of old foxes lying through their teeth!

The thin man hiding in the corner saw this scene and shrank his head back.

No wonder Song Cheng wanted to sink the entire cruise ship in the end. It turns out these rich people steer according to the wind and target him together with Chao Musheng.

He looked behind him and frowned. Where did that big fool go?

Forget it. He can't count on him for tonight's matter anyway. It doesn't matter if he's here or not. At least if he's not present, he won't ask him for items.

With bodyguards guarding outside Song Cheng's door, the thin man dared not approach Song Cheng. He sent a message to Song Cheng with his phone, hinting that he would vent anger for Song Cheng tonight.

It wasn't until dark that he received a reply from Song Cheng, a default OK emoji from the chat software.

Arrogant and perfunctory.

"Fuck!" At this moment, the thin man even empathized a bit with Chao Musheng. He also wanted to beat such a despicable wealthy young master.

The moon rose into the sky. The thin man dozing against the head of the bed suddenly woke up, remembering there was important business tonight. He quickly released the puppet mosquito from the system space and gave it the order to attack Chao Musheng.

In the corner of the 15th-floor corridor, Brother Tiger and Sister Juan squatted under the invisibility cloak. His physique was a bit large, so he dared not move while squatting there.

It's already twelve o'clock. Why hasn't any trace of the item been detected yet?

He tried hard to open his sleepy eyes. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Juan's eyes were clear and bright, showing no sign of sleepiness from staying up late. He sighed with emotion. As expected of the woman nicknamed the King of Involution, she is so energetic at any time.

"Item energy fluctuation detected!" The item in Brother Tiger's hand flashed. Just as he was about to rush out from the invisibility cloak, two men in work clothes appeared in the corridor, holding electronic instruments for repelling mosquitoes and insects.

"What to do?" Brother Tiger was anxious inside. If he rushed out now, these two staff members might think the corridor was haunted.

But if he didn't go out, it would be too late to stop the S-rank item.

Sister Juan kicked Brother Tiger into the corner of the corridor and rushed out alone wearing the invisibility cloak.

At critical moments, all useless things.

"Did you hear any sound?" Employee A looked back at the corridor.

"What sound?" Employee B shook the insect repellent electronic device in his hand. They had to disinfect countless times from morning to night. He didn't know what was going on today; the higher-ups required disinfection every half hour tonight.

But with such high overtime pay at night, he was willing to come for disinfection every night.

"Maybe I heard wrong." Employee A didn't dare to speak too loudly, afraid of scaring any distinguished guests coming out: "Did you hear that the captain and the chief officer quarreled this afternoon?"

"The chief officer just came to the Moon Gazing and had a conflict with the captain. After this voyage ends, he will probably be transferred to other ships." Employee B shook his head with a tsk. The Moon Gazing is the company's most luxurious cruise ship with the best benefits. Who in the company doesn't want to work on this cruise ship?

"The captain has been the captain since the Moon Gazing started operating. The chief officer opposing him is asking for trouble." Employee A's tone was complex: "He actually meant well, but he just came to the Moon Gazing and didn't understand the situation on the ship."

"You mean there's an inside story?" Employee B became interested. Working overtime at night, he liked listening to gossip between leaders the most.

"This afternoon, someone molested a waiter on our ship. The waiter didn't agree, and the boss not only slapped her but also used foul language, bullying her to tears." Employee A sighed: "Chief Officer Zhao happened to pass by and protected the waiter. The boss felt Chief Officer Zhao was deliberately opposing him. After the matter blew up, it reached the captain's ears."

"The captain felt Chief Officer Zhao affected the reputation of the Moon Gazing and wanted Chief Officer Zhao and the waiter to apologize." Employee A's tone was regretful, obviously emotionally biased towards Chief Officer Zhao: "Chief Officer Zhao was willing to apologize to the guest but didn't agree to let the waiter apologize too, so the two had a conflict."

"How many of those rich people take us ordinary people seriously?" Employee B showed some unwillingness on his face: "In the ancient Journey to the West, Marshal Tianpeng was punished to become a pig for molesting Chang'e. He molested a waiter and wanted the waiter to apologize to him?"

"Shh!" Seeing Employee B getting emotional, Employee A quickly lowered his voice: "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear."

"There are only the two of us in the corridor. Where are the people?"

Xiao Juan, who quietly followed behind the two and heard their entire conversation, silently threw down the mosquito repellent grass exchanged with points on the ground.

Buzz buzz buzz.

She heard the mosquito buzzing. The mosquito repellent grass exchanged from the system had no effect on the S-rank puppet mosquito.

Not good!

Sensing the puppet mosquito suddenly accelerating, Xiao Juan ignored the possibility of being discovered and threw out the expulsion talisman directly.

Zzz!

The expulsion talisman landed on the puppet mosquito. It paused briefly in the air, then rushed madly towards the door of the suite where Chao Musheng lived.

Stay away from my Brother Zhao!

Xiao Juan flew forward, grabbed the mosquito with her bare hands, summoned a destruction talisman, and burned the mosquito to ashes.

Brother Tiger hiding in the corner didn't dare to breathe loudly. Holy shit, this woman can actually catch an S-rank item with her bare hands! If she wanted to beat him to death, wouldn't it be effortless?

Buzz buzz buzz.

A puppet mosquito flew over Brother Tiger's head. Brother Tiger's face changed. There was actually another one?!

That dog, dared to lie to him?!

He ignored hiding his figure and rushed out of the corner to chase the puppet mosquito.

The two employees were startled by Brother Tiger who suddenly popped up. Worried that Brother Tiger heard what they said just now, they stopped and looked at him defensively.

"There's a mosquito!" Brother Tiger pointed at the puppet mosquito flying fast in the air: "You guys dodge quickly!"

Hearing there was a mosquito, the two employees subconsciously raised the insect repellent devices in their hands.

Clatter!

The puppet mosquito hit the insect repellent device, as if hit by a head-on blow, and fell down dizzily.

"What happened?"

The room door opened, and a foot stepped out, stepping right on the fallen puppet mosquito.

Brother Tiger looked at the insect repellent device in the employee's hand, then looked at Chao Musheng, who was wearing a bathrobe and stepping on an S-rank puppet mosquito without realizing it. His mouth opened wide.

The ordinary insect repellent device in the dungeon could actually block the attack of the puppet mosquito. What's more terrifying is that Mr. Zhao actually stepped on the mosquito.

Stepped! On! Underfoot!

Brother Tiger felt like he was dreaming. Everything was so unreal.

"Little Tiger?" Brother Tiger had a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face. Chao Musheng looked at him a few more times before recognizing him: "Are you nearsighted?"

"No, no, I just don't have good eyesight at night." Brother Tiger pushed the item glasses on the bridge of his nose. Only by wearing these glasses could he see people wearing invisibility cloaks.

He glanced at the corner where Sister Juan, wearing an invisibility cloak, was quietly moving away step by step, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the sole of Chao Musheng's foot.