Chapter 220 Banquet Preparations
Xin Que mingled in the crowd, her gaze following the figure being protected by the bodyguard.
Cameras and microphones rushed to record the scene of Lu Wei getting into the Huo family's vehicle.
Lu Wei came to Shangcheng again.
Xin Que also shouted a few slogans in support of Lu Wei's ideas along with the others, and soon her figure disappeared into the enthusiastic crowd.
Lu Wei's visit to Shangcheng this time was no less significant than the scale of the previous talks.
People from all walks of life are speculating whether Lu Wei's frequent contact with the Huo family means that the Huo family has agreed to Shangcheng joining the multi-city alliance.
Soon, photos of Huo Chenglong and Lu Wei smiling and shaking hands made headlines in major media outlets.
Xin Que's current appearance is that of a low-class youth with no memory of her. She stands in front of the alley, gazing at the brightly lit high-rise building of the Huo family.
"Hey," the shopkeeper nearby called to Xin Que, "go deliver goods to this place!"
Xin Que bowed and scraped as she approached, behaving like a timid, lowly person, "Right away, right away."
The boss glanced sideways at Xin Que, who was deftly moving goods with the robot, and tossed two cigarettes out of his cigarette case.
The boss casually popped one into his own mouth and then handed the cigarette case to Xin Que.
Xin Que smiled sheepishly and tentatively took out the cigarette that was half-smoked out. "Thank... thank you, boss."
The shop owner shook his head when he saw her naive and unsophisticated look. He took out his lighter and walked into the shop, his voice deep and resonant, honed by years of hard work in the business world, "Just don't cause me any trouble!"
Xin Que pretended to smoke, got into the car with the cigarette in his mouth, closed the car door, and then took the cigarette out.
Luo Huayi leaned back in the passenger seat, looking at Xin Que, whose appearance no longer betrayed any trace of womanhood. "Are all assassins this good at acting?"
Since being stripped of his status as the male lead, the special effects that flashed across Xin Que's body in his eyes have also disappeared.
Now, if he wants to find Xin Que, he can only rely on his own eyesight.
"If you're caught, you're dead. You'd be a better actor than me." Xin Que laughed, then led Luo Huayi and the goods away.
Because of his special status, Luo Huayi couldn't show himself in public, while Xin Que could only wait in the shadows when she was in public.
Xin Que parked the car in front of the customer's shop, opened the door, jumped out, and shouted, "Boss! Pick up the goods!"
Just as the customer was about to ask for help, Xin Que had already carried the box herself and walked straight into the shop's warehouse.
"New here?" The customer looked Xin Que up and down. "She looks quite thin, but she's surprisingly strong."
Xin Que smiled and didn't delay her from moving the goods back and forth.
As she put down the last box, the customer gave her a smile.
One person, without even breaking a sweat, moved all of these dozen or so boxes clean.
That's really impressive.
Xin Que thoughtfully pulled down the roller shutter for the customer, allowing the shadows to completely block out the goods.
No one noticed that hidden among the tightly sealed boxes of goods in the darkness was an inconspicuous listening device.
The style is an older model that has been modified.
It has only one advantage: large quantities save money.
...
Standing in front of the floating screen, Huo Fenglin could see all of Xin Que's past actions.
Seeing the disposable items used in hotels pass through one person after another and be placed in the star-rated hotel where the Huo family held their banquet, Huo Fenglin's doubts were finally answered.
He had calculated everything in Xin Que's plan, except that she could see through his carefully buried secret and turn the tables on him.
How could he forget that cadres who have grown up in the Huo family are extremely attentive to all kinds of tasks they handle?
It's to be expected that they can remember the details of the hotel banquet.
Huo Fenglin slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
Fortunately, he still has control of the situation.
Despite all her efforts, Xin Que still couldn't escape his grasp.
fortunately.
...
Xin Que had taken on countless missions to guard large banquets, and she knew the hotel's procedures and items by heart.
She knew perfectly well which环节 (link/step) she could tamper with.
Based on the usual banquet closing time, there's an 80% chance that Lu Wei and other celebrities will stay overnight at the hotel.
After several days and nights, Xin Que, armed with the identity and access privileges she had acquired from the black market and dressed in a cleaning and logistics uniform, deftly folded decorative handkerchiefs and placed them in their designated spots on the dining table, standing among a crowd of staff.
This was still in the preparation stage for the banquet.
A commotion arose nearby, and Xin Que and the others looked toward the source of the sound.
It was Mrs. Huo who came to inspect the work.
"Fenglin, I'm checking on the progress at the hotel, so I can't pick you up today..."
The elegant lady, while on her call, carefully examined the layout of the lobby with the help of security guards. Soon, they made their way to another floor for inspection.
Due to the nature of her work, Xin Que had more contact with Huo Tinghua and his son, as well as Feng Caijun.
He rarely had contact with Mrs. Huo.
Her job was more focused on the Huo family's social interactions with high society, which was the complete opposite of Xin Que's job.
In Xin Que's memory, the scenes where she met this elegant and dignified lady were either when she and her husband attended an event together, or... when she encountered Huo Fenglin and saw a heartwarming scene with his mother and son.
Mother and child...
Xin Que sensed something was amiss.
She had been subtly told from a young age that Huo Chenglong's safety should be the top priority in everything, as Huo Chenglong was the future head of the Huo family.
However, despite escorting Huo Chenglong on so many missions, she has rarely seen pictures of Madam Huo and Huo Chenglong together.
She hadn't thought much of it before. After all, as the heir, Huo Chenglong had so much to learn and do, it was normal that he couldn't take care of his family when he was busy.
But upon closer reflection, it becomes clear that Mrs. Huo almost never actively appeared in her eldest son's life.
On the contrary, Huo Fenglin, this carefree playboy, has a more human touch in his interactions with Madam Huo.
Why?
She had never been solely responsible for Huo Fenglin's security, and she hadn't encountered Huo Fenglin at the Huo family home many times.
But eight out of ten times, he would see Mrs. Huo walking with him with a kind face, patiently listening to her youngest son share his experiences.
Mrs. Huo clearly cared more about her youngest son.
They are brothers born of the same mother, so why is there such a big difference in Mrs. Huo's eyes?
Is it simply a matter of favoritism?
...
After finishing her shift at the hotel, Xin Que searched for information about Mrs. Huo.
Madam Huo's original surname was Ye, and her given name was Yu.
Although his family background was not as prestigious as the Huo family, he was still a well-known businessman with considerable wealth.
Xin Que turned to the next page of information.
Information about the Ye family is much easier to find.
When Ye Yu was single, her parents doted on her and she was a pampered young lady.
but……
Xin Que found some clues online.
Before Ye Yu's marriage to the Huo family, she loved to travel and shared her life on the internet.
After marrying Huo Tinghua and having children, Ye Yu's former account was no longer active.
Xin Que kept scrolling forward, and after a long time, she finally found a strange venting post.
[Puppet.]
These two short words reveal a gloom that the account owner shouldn't have.
Xin Que looked at the photo corresponding to this text.
It was probably taken at a club, the lighting wasn't very clear, but with a little technical skill, the secret of that photo can be deciphered.
Beside the woman holding her wine glass was the hand of a man standing very close to her.
The joints are clearly defined.
You can't tell anything just by looking at the shooting angle.
But upon closer inspection of this strangely shaped photo, it seems like a rebellious act by a wealthy heiress who disregards everything.
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