Chapter: 6229

Before long, a procession of Cadillacs came driving up from the main road in front of Tianxiang Manor.

Hong Wujie saw the procession and instructed one of his subordinates to let them into the parking area.

The procession gradually drove onto the parking lot and immediately got out about ten men dressed in black suits. They immediately formed a professional stance around Steve's car, alertly looking around.

Among them, a blonde-haired white man walked towards Tianxiang Manor, with Hong Wujie also stepping forward to greet him.

That blonde-haired white man looked like a special agent from the CIA, glancing left and right while speaking into his wristwatch microphone in a low voice: "Everyone, remain at your posts. Be alert!"

After saying that, Hong Wujie had already arrived in front of him.

He sized up Hong Wujie and asked, "Are you the person in charge here?"

If Steve hadn't informed Hong Wujie ahead of time, Hong Wujie would have probably been intimidated by this person's demeanor. However, at this moment, Hong Wujie already knew Steve's identity and his subsequent dog-show schedule, so he completely didn't regard the person in front of him as important, although he spoke with a tone of disdain: "What's responsible for? I'm the owner here."

After saying that, Hong Wujie raised an eyebrow and asked him, "You? Are you the security chief of this team?"

The man was taken aback by being referred to as the security chief and somewhat grumbled, "I am the safety consultant of the Rockefeller family, formerly employed by..."

"Cut it short," Hong Wujie interrupted him with a hand gesture, speaking in a tone as flat as water: "I came personally just to meet someone named Steve. Since you're not him, don't waste my time. Our owner is waiting upstairs, tell Steve not to put on the show inside the car, hurry up and get out and come with me."

After saying that, Hong Wujie ignored the other person's face full of anger and continued to say: "Only he can enter the gate of Heaven's Fragrance Manor; others are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving the parking lot even a step."

The man was already furious, but hearing these words made him angrier still. He immediately shouted: "You're just the owner of a small hotel, who gave you the capital to speak like that? You know how important Mr. Rockefeller's safety is?"

Hong Wujie spoke in a flat tone: "Regardless, my owner is already waiting upstairs. Tell your owner to come up and give me a straight answer!"

Steve, who had been sitting inside the car all along, had through the car's intercom system listened to the conversation between the two men, and after Hong Wujie said that, he quickly got out of the car.

The safety consultant was about to argue with Hong Wujie when he saw Steve getting out of the car. He immediately turned around and ran towards him, opening his mouth to say: "Sir, you can't go up by yourself; we cannot guarantee your safety!"

Steve waved his hand dismissively: "No problem. If Mr. Ye is the host, there must be a guarantee for safety. Just wait for me here."

"That person hurriedly said, 'Sir, this...'"

Steve interrupted him: "Alright, don't bother saying that. This is Mr. Ye's turf, and you need to show sufficient respect. Let your people get back into the car, I'm not coming out, let alone getting off the vehicle.'"

Steve was very clear in his mind that although he brought these bodyguards who were all top-notch special agents, they were all just giving each other blank stares in front of Mr. Ye, and to make matters worse, they had no qualifications to hold guns or engage in actual combat in China, their abilities being greatly diminished under such circumstances. It was as if Mr. Ye could do whatever he wanted to him regardless of whether he was there or not.

Instead of continuing to argue like this, it would be better for Steve to just go straight and directly ask the owner of this Celestial Pavilion mansion up ahead.

The safety consultant saw Steve persisting and didn't want to say anything more, so he had to take his intercom from around his waist and hand it over to Steve: "Sir, if you need anything, press the red button on top. We'll be there in no time!"

"No need," Steve waved his hand: "I've got this, and Mr. Ye is bound to misunderstand anyway."

After saying that, Steve didn't say another word and directly approached Hong Wujie, smiling and saying: "Hi, I'm Steve Roschilde. Could you please take me to see Mr. Ye?"

Hong Wujie nodded slightly: "Follow me." JrNovels.com