Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Hua Xia kicked off her slippers, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and propped up her chin: "Because I don't have time."

"Are you going back to carry out the mission?"

Hua Xia denied it, "No, I need to play games and can't come whenever I'm called."

Her cute little face showed a serious expression, and her clear eyes did not lie. Yan Yue repeated word by word: "...playing, games..."

"Can you just say it?"

Outside, Lord Yan, who was respected and feared by everyone, turned his head to look at Xu Qing. Xu Qing's heart confirmed his guess about Yan Yue's attitude, and he nodded hurriedly. Yan Yue turned his gaze back with a sullen face and said stiffly: "Don't cause trouble."

The implication is agreement.

"Sir." Assistant Li interrupted at the right time, "They are fine."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing stepped aside to make way. Liu Shan walked behind Yan Yue and pushed his wheelchair. The few of them started talking in guise and left the suite.

Hua Xia stayed in the room. After a while, a man in bodyguard uniform came in, put down a box, took out a watch-like bracelet and motioned Hua Xia to put it on her wrist. Hua Xia took a quick look at it and put it on. It should be a locator.

The belongings box was left behind, which contained some basic communication tools, a suite room card, and a note with the room network password written on it. There were several short numbers in the phone with contacts noted, and the first one was a single lowercase letter 'y'.

Hua Xia clicked casually and the call was connected.

Five seconds later, the call was picked up.

"What's the matter?" A hoarse and cold voice came out of the receiver, concise and to the point.

It’s Yan Yue.

Hua Xia pressed the speaker, leaned back, and said casually, "Yan Yue?"

"Let me try and see if it's you."

After saying that, there was no reply for a long time. Hua Xia looked at the seconds that were still ticking and blinked: "Where have you been?"

There were no other voices from Yan Yue's side, but the music in the banquet hall could be heard faintly. Yan Yue did not answer directly, but repeated what he had just said: "What's the matter?"

Hua Xia put her phone down next to the sofa, picked up the remote control in the room, adjusted the light and temperature, and said to the person on the phone without hesitation: "Can you bring some snacks up? I'm going to play games."

There was silence again on the other end, and the call was hung up after a while.

Hua Xia didn't care. She switched the screen and went out to download all the top ten games on the software mall rankings. The internet speed was good and she finished downloading them just in time.

At this time, as the organizer of this maritime business banquet, Yan Yue appeared in front of everyone for the first time. This was the third day of the banquet and it was about to end. Everyone almost thought that Yan Yue would not show up.

The moment the man appeared, the whole place was silent. A faint prompt sound broke the silence. It was a call from the boss. The guests in the hall looked at each other and saw similar cautious guesses in each other's eyes.

Anyone who can directly dial Lord Yan’s private phone number is not an ordinary person, and it must not be an ordinary thing.

Perhaps just one phone call may affect future changes in the domestic or international situation. Those who can board the ship are generally the elites at the top of society, and they represent various forces and capital.

At this time, everyone was waiting in silence, pricked up their ears to get the news.

The head of the Yan family in the wheelchair only repeated "what's the matter" twice in an indistinct manner and then hung up the phone. There was no change in his expression, but the low pressure when he was pushed in just now seemed to have dissipated a little.

Under the careful gaze of countless eyes, the man who hung up the phone turned his wheelchair and went to the dessert area. He looked around with a cold gaze. When everyone was thinking about whether there was something wrong with this, the boss glanced sideways and said coldly, "Send some to her."

Him? Or her?

Send it up?

Above this floor is only the private area where Yan Yue is located.

In other words, the call just now was from 'him' asking for food?

Li Du, who had experienced countless storms, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Yes, sir."

At Li Du's signal, the two took away most of the desserts in front of Yan Yue, leaving the glass platform empty. Yan Yue then turned his wheelchair back to his previous position. He did not need any loudspeakers, and the music was slowed down and leveled at this time.

"Yan is leading this banquet just to provide a platform for you to get to know each other and cooperate. I think some deals have been completed. The cruise ship will leave the high seas tomorrow morning. I wish you all a wonderful last night on the ship."

"Goodbye."

Everyone quickly caught the key information point, "some transactions", and they were already completed transactions. The reason why this business banquet was held on the high seas gradually became clear. Some transactions that cannot be exposed to the sun must be private and shady transactions.

While they were still waiting for Yan Yue to appear without realizing it, the transactions had already been completed right under their noses.

But what exactly is it?

It seems that Yan Yue and even the entire Yan Group did not participate in it, and they only acted as the platform carrier.

And they were so stupid that they were not even spectators.

Yan Yue showed up and left quickly. The guests in the hall each had their own thoughts.

"I heard from the waiter that there will be a fireworks show tonight, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"Fireworks show? It's not uncommon to set off fireworks at sea, but... this is the high seas... Can a fireworks show be allowed?"

"There are pirates in the sea not far from here. Won't we lure them over here?"

"What are you thinking? This is the Yan family's ship. How dare the pirates rob it?"

"That's right... I just don't know what kind of transactions they are..."

The sound of discussion in the banquet hall gradually faded away. A stern look flashed across Yan Yue's calm eyes. He tilted his head and said, "Send me back. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Sir..." Liu Shan paused and looked at Assistant Li.

The latter shook his head calmly and took a half step back to send the message to Xu Qing.

In the evening, there was a knock on Hua Xia's door. She yawned and went to open the door. Xu Qing stood outside the door, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He maintained a calm appearance: "Ms. Lin Zheng..."

Xu Qing came to see her only because of Yan Yue's matter. Hua Xia put her phone in her pocket and said, "Let's go."

He knew she understood.

As he walked, he said, "Ayue has locked himself in his room again. This period is quite special. Since we have reached a cooperative relationship, I hope Miss Lin Zheng can help more. After all, if Ayue gets into trouble, the Yan family will no longer protect you."

Lin Zheng is a pseudonym. The original owner had no surname. When she joined the organization, she took a single name, Zheng. To be honest, her surname is Meng. She is the lost daughter of the Meng family, a first-class family in country H. Her life experience is rather complicated. The Meng family also has some cooperative relationship with the Yan Group.

The heroine in the plot is the adopted daughter of the Meng family after they lost their daughter. Her name is Meng Wan. Although Meng Wan and the male protagonist Yan Ting have never met, they have an engagement relationship.

Hua Xia ignored Xu Qing's words. Cooperation was just an excuse. After all, she was not the original owner.

Stopping in front of the closed door, she turned and asked the man: "Can't you open the door?"

Xu Qing took out the room card, paused, and handed it to Hua Xia: "Open it."

This was almost a gesture of throwing away one's hands. It looked like she was very skilled at this and she had often passed on the blame. If Yan Yue got angry when they entered, Xu Qing would probably point at her nose and say that she was the one who insisted on opening the door...

"Ms. Lin Zheng, don't look at me like that..."

"You have experience breaking into doors, but I don't."

Hua Xia: “…”