The king of gambling had many children, but rare were those who truly earned the respect of a formidable figure like Yu Guangrong.
Standing in the General Manager’s office, He Junru’s expression remained unchanged, "You’re saying Geng Long came to you for a gun?"
Yu Guangrong nodded, speaking candidly, "I also found it strange, he seemed quite urgent."
He Junru grew quiet, her eyes showing contemplation.
Yu Guangrong kept silent as well, not interrupting.
The current ruler of the He Family was undoubtedly Madam He of the main house, followed by several other Madams.
But besides Madam He, the one he genuinely respected, in front of this woman, the other Madams had to stand aside.
His position today was not only due to his efforts but indeed thanks to the king of gambling’s favors.
The king of gambling was his patron.
Having served the king of gambling loyally, he wasn’t a He family member but was half a "retainer" to the He Family.
All this was established while the king of gambling had not passed away.
No one likes to live always looking up to others.
Especially since Yu Guangrong never lacked ambition.
It wasn’t about burning bridges, after the king’s death, Yu Guangrong consciously distanced himself from the He Family, though he didn’t declare complete independence; established as he was, his current relationship with the He Family could be described as "mutually supportive."
For the vast He Family, he should be the most qualified outsider to judge.
Raised in such a complex family environment, along with extraordinary parents, the second generation of the He Family was indeed not simple; to say each was unique would be an understatement.
But if one were to ask who resembled the king of gambling the most, Yu Guangrong always had a firm answer in his heart.
That would be the lady before him, the most renowned second house Miss He, He Junru.
Perhaps unknown to others, but while the king was alive, he heard more than once the king lamenting how great it would have been if this daughter were a son.
In fact, he felt there was no need for her to become a son.
If she were not born into the second house but the principal house instead, the situation would likely be entirely different.
If her mother were the principal wife, the king’s departure probably would not have affected the He Family much; in fact, the He Family might have flourished even more.
But the world has no ifs.
By looking into history, one may understand the rise and fall of dynasties.
A too promising child born out of wedlock could possibly be detrimental to an empire or a great family, potentially intensifying internal power struggles and leading to the family’s division and even collapse.
There are too many such examples in history.
"The incident involving The East Cultural Enterprise has indeed caused a rather negative impact; now, the well-known figures in Haojiang have enhanced their security forces. It’s understandable why Geng Long did what he did."
He Junru offered her assessment.
Yu Guangrong retrieved his thoughts, without offering any personal opinion, "Then I’ll agree to his request."
"Haven’t you already agreed?"
He Junru smiled and shifted the topic without sitting in the General Manager’s chair that belonged to him; instead, she sat on the guest sofa.
After all, she held no position at Hui Bo.
"Any leads on those people from Yanbian?"
"Still investigating."
Yu Guangrong seated himself, "There’s no wall without cracks in this world, and Haojiang isn’t that big; surely we can find some traces, although it might take some time."
He Junru nodded, looking at this man, the most powerful figure in The Jianghu of Haojiang, pausing for a moment, "Did you really not hear anything about it beforehand?"
Yu Guangrong shook his head with an unchanged expression, "Miss He should understand, I’ve been very busy lately and didn’t have the energy to notice these things."
He Junru quickly put an end to the topic with a slight smile, "Sorry to trouble you."
Yu Guangrong laughed casually, "It’s not troubling at all, Mr. He used to say, I’m a hard worker by nature, not suited for an easy life."
He Junru grinned but said nothing.
Yu Guangrong paused, "However, it’s almost time to bid for the gambling licenses again. Having this kind of issue at such a critical moment truly is a headache."
"Problems need to be solved when they arise. Moreover, father often said, ’Fortune relies on disaster; disaster leans on fortune.’ Whether something is good or bad isn’t always certain."
Yu Guangrong gave a resigned smile and nodded, "Miss He is right."
Leaving Hui Bo, He Junru opened the door and got into the car.
"Sister, why so quick?"
He Yihui placed down the phone she had been using to pass the time, sitting in the back seat.
"Wasn’t it because I worried you’d wait too long?"
He Junru closed the door, "Why didn’t you come up?"
He Yihui shook her head, "Why would I? You were talking business."
"Don’t you like people like Yu Guangrong?" He Junru asked with a smile.
He Yihui didn’t respond.
"There’s always black where there’s white, and where there’s good, there’s evil. People like Yu Guangrong inevitably exist. And for our He Family, he’s been meritorious."
"I know, I don’t have an opinion against him, I just don’t have much to talk about with him."
"It seems like you don’t have much to talk about with anyone." He Junru tilted her head, then as if suddenly remembering something, smiled, "Oh, that’s not right, didn’t you spend a long time with Mr. Jiang by the sea that night? You must get along well with him."
"Sister, he’s only twenty-three years old."
He Yihui reminded, as if the term "Mr. Jiang" felt awkward to her.
He Junru was almost a full cycle older than Jiang Chen.
"He’s only twenty-three?"
He Junru was surprised, seemingly caught off guard.