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Gu Juexi watched the people outside but saw no trace of Qian Yikun.
Nalan Chunbo got up and walked to the window to look outside, then murmured, “Qian Yikun would probably only show up during the afternoon meeting so that would be the best time for you to search for the distribution map. The meeting will go on until 9 pm, which should buy you enough time.”
Gu Juexi released the curtains and frowned.
“The Bai family is an attractive piece of meat, Gu Juexi. Do you know how many would scramble to get a piece of the action if you tear it apart?”
“Chaos is exactly what the Interpol wants; it gives them an excuse to get rid of them,” said Gu Juexi as he thought about how he could get the distribution map.
“What I meant was the economy, boss,” Nalan Chunbo replied in amusement. “Setting aside how the Bai family got their wealth, do you know it could cause a stock market crash costing billions? What about that money?”
Gu Juexi’s mind went blank for a second, as if the matter had never occurred to him. He did not want to admit that he would mess up the economy.
“That’s a good question,” Gu Juexi muttered, “we will think about it then.” And he left the room.
Finding the man’s confidence annoying, Nalan Chunbo didn’t respond.
Gu Juexi was supposed to pick someone else up as Yan Feng. He was doing so well as Yan Feng that no one had suspected him so far.
He got the unpleasant news while having lunch with the other bodyguards after finishing Yan Feng’s tasks.
“I heard that there is another VIP coming tonight,” the man who was sitting near Gu Juexi said softly.
The place where the bodyguards ate was at the end of the fortress. There were around thirty to forty tables there, along with the fifty bodyguards who were on duty that day.
“What VIP would come after the meeting ends?” Another bodyguard scoffed, obviously not believing the first one.
“I am serious, the third patriarch arranged for the pickup himself. Rumor is that she is the real heir of the Bai family.”
Gu Juexi’s chopsticks snapped in his hand when he heard the last sentence.
“What’s wrong, brother Feng?” The man sitting beside Gu Juexi asked worriedly.
Gu Juexi took another pair of chopsticks and continued eating after quietly assuring the man that he was okay.
“The real heir? Tell us more about it! We’ll be on duty in the afternoon and can’t join the meeting anyway,” the other man said curiously.
“They said the lady earlier is not the real heir of the Bai family. Do you know who the real heir is?” The man asked mysteriously and paused before whispering, “The wife of Gu Juexi.”
“Gu Juexi, the one who killed Master Cheng?” One of the bodyguards asked in shock. “Why would the third patriarch take someone like that into the family?”
“She is the real heir of Bai family,” the man scoffed, “and as long as the first patriarch lives, the heir of Bai family will always be the head of the family despite the lack of de facto control.”
What the man said was true; as long as someone as loyal to the Bai family as the first patriarch lived, no one would be allowed to be disrespectful to the Bai family members.
Gu Juexi lowered his gaze, fuming. What was that woman trying to do?