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The next morning, Fei Hu had actually woken up early, but he deliberately stayed in bed. Wang Qian first ran to the bathroom to make a phone call, then had the hotel staff bring breakfast to their room. Fei Hu was fully aware of everything; he thought to himself that Wang Qian must have added something to the food or drink. Even though he didn't want to get involved, he couldn't let her completely manipulate him.
Under Wang Qian's urging, Fei Hu lazily got out of bed. After washing up, just as he was walking towards the dining table, he suddenly bent down, clutching his stomach, and ran to the bathroom while gagging, making it seem quite urgent. Wang Qian stood at the bathroom door, furrowing her brows and softly asking, "What's wrong? You were fine last night."
Fei Hu replied between retches, "It's nothing; it might be gastroenteritis, probably due to the local water and food. After throwing up, I won't need to eat anything. Just rest for a day and I'll be fine; it's an old problem." He clutched the toilet bowl, looking quite pained.
Wang Qian shook her head in helplessness. She returned to the dining table and dumped all the breakfast into the trash can without touching any of it. Fei Hu could see this clearly from the bathroom.
When Fei Hu came out of the bathroom, Wang Qian was holding a cup of water and gently said, "Drink some warm water; it might be good for your stomach." She looked very concerned.
However, Fei Hu shook his head and said, "No way; if I drink it, I'll just throw up again. It's better not to drink anything; I’ll just lie down for a bit."
Wang Qian looked skeptical. This guy's illness seemed too timely; not eating or drinking and just lying down would make him better? It was a bit strange. Wang Qian appeared anxious as she glanced at her watch and frowned, saying, "Today we have a major incident to handle, and you're sick? What are we going to do? This matter can't be delayed."
Hearing this, Fei Hu slightly curled his lips and said, "It's fine; I'm already better. We can go now."
Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Wang Qian's face. She quickly tidied up the room and slung a large backpack over her shoulder that felt empty inside. Fei Hu was lying on the sofa and raised an eyebrow slightly; he immediately understood that this bag was likely meant for carrying money. Goodness! Such a big bag could hold a lot of cash; Fei Hu silently calculated in his mind.
"Since you're fine now, let's go!" Wang Qian said calmly without changing her expression. Fei Hu got up from the sofa and followed Wang Qian out. From the elevator to the lobby, they walked a long way without Wang Qian saying a word, which was unusual for her. It was clear that she was very nervous.
Soon they arrived at Industrial Bank. As soon as they got out of the car, Wang Qian said to Fei Hu, "Your breath is too strong; how are you going to talk to people like that? Here, have a piece of gum!" She said as she handed him some gum from her hand.
Fei Hu was most afraid of others saying things about him, as it hurt his pride. He snatched the candy from Wang Qian's hand and immediately popped it into his mouth, deliberately chewing loudly. When Wang Qian saw this, her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
The bank in Hong Kong was just like the one in City A, with many people queuing early in the morning, indicating that business was very busy. Wang Qian whispered a few words to the duty manager, who then led her to the second floor. Fei Hu did not dare to lag behind and followed closely. However, as he climbed the stairs, he felt a wave of weakness in his legs and could hardly muster any strength. He thought it was because he hadn't eaten breakfast and attributed it to the exhaustion from the past two nights of continuous work, so he paid little attention to it.
The second floor was originally a VIP area, so there weren't many people there, and they hardly had to wait before it was Wang Qian's turn. She told the counter staff she needed eight hundred thousand. Fei Hu's heart skipped a beat; what did Wang Qian need such a large amount of cash for? Just as he was worrying about this, Wang Qian waved him over. He quickly got up and walked to the counter, where she asked him to help put the money into her bag—eight hundred thousand, a full eighty bundles. The sheer amount made Fei Hu's hands feel weak; this was the first time he had ever handled such a large sum of money, but unfortunately, it wasn't his.
After packing everything up, Wang Qian adjusted the bag on Fei Hu's back, and then they walked side by side toward the stairs. As they descended, Fei Hu felt his legs weaken again, accompanied by soreness, and he felt a bit dizzy. Could skipping breakfast have such a strong effect?
Wang Qian seemed to anticipate that Fei Hu would feel faint; she walked beside him and supported his arm. After finally making it down the stairs, Fei Hu felt cold sweat break out all over his body; he was almost on the verge of collapse. He pushed himself to follow Wang Qian out of the hall toward the rental car parked by the roadside. Fifty meters, thirty meters—he silently calculated in his mind when suddenly he felt a lightness on his shoulder as someone took the bag off his back.
Fei Hu turned his head with great effort and saw a woman wearing big sunglasses and a mask covering her mouth; her entire face was obscured. With a swift motion, she tossed the bag onto her shoulder. Oh no! That bag was exactly what he had been carrying! How did it suddenly end up on her shoulder? In a panic, Fei Hu reached out to grab it back but perhaps due to his heightened emotions, everything went black before his eyes and he lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time passed, Fei Hu slowly opened his eyes and found himself leaning against a large tree. When Wang Qian saw him awake, she wiped her tears and said, "You're awake! What just happened? Someone stole your bag! Why didn't you resist at all? You just stood there dumbfounded while they ran off with eight hundred thousand!"
As Fei Hu gradually regained his senses, Wang Qian's words jolted him awake. This was something he shouldn't have cared about initially; however, now that money had been stolen from him directly, he couldn't escape responsibility. Fei Hu truly felt at a loss for words.
"As long as you're okay, that's all that matters. Who cares how much money it is? It's company money anyway. Don't think too much about it. I saw how you looked earlier—are you feeling unwell again? You're usually so lively; why do you always mess things up at critical moments?" Wang Qian said as she helped Fei Hu up from the ground.
Damn it! How could this illness have vanished so quickly? He no longer felt dizzy or weak in his legs; it seemed like he had been possessed earlier. How coincidental that early in the morning he had been wary of Wang Qian? It seemed like he hadn't touched anything she had given him. Why then did he still feel this way? As Fei Hu slowly recalled what happened, he suddenly slapped his thigh in realization—gum! The gum Wang Qian had given him! That cunning woman had done something with it; it truly caught him off guard.
Fei Hu felt immense regret for being so careless earlier. If only he had held on tighter; even if someone else took the bag away, it wouldn't have been taken from his shoulders. "Wang Qian, you deceitful woman! You're trying to push me to my limits," Fei Hu cursed inwardly before deliberately saying to Wang Qian, "Did you see what happened? Why didn't you call the police? It's not too late now; let's go report it."
As Fei Hu spoke and pretended to walk away, he knew Wang Qian wouldn't let him go easily. Sure enough, she hurried after him and grabbed his arm saying, "Don't be ridiculous! We can't report this money stolen! If we could report it, I would have done so already. I'll explain everything when we get back to the hotel."
Fei Hu remained silent and followed Wang Qian to take a taxi back to the hotel.
After closing the room door, Wang Qian smiled slightly and said, "Now we are in the same boat, so you must not act recklessly. Listen to my arrangements, and I will clarify everything about the company. However, you must speak in agreement with me; we cannot have conflicting statements. Do you understand?" Wang Qian was serious.
Fei Hu felt frustrated but nodded nonetheless.
Wang Qian randomly dialed the phone on the table, switched it to speaker mode, and said into the phone, "Chairman, I need to tell you something. You mustn't blame me; otherwise, I might just jump off the roof of the Hilton Hotel."
"Hahaha, darling, what's going on? Is there a new problem with our partners?" The voice was recognizable to Fei Hu; it belonged to Ye Wei, the chairman of Sheng Wei. It seemed that Ye Wei had an unusually close relationship with Wang Qian, casually calling her "darling."
"Not exactly, Chairman. This morning, the 800,000 deposit we mentioned was just taken right after we left the bank," Wang Qian said with a feigned sorrowful expression, her voice tinged with a hint of tears. Fei Hu couldn't help but want to laugh; this woman was such a good actress! She would be missing out if she didn't pursue acting.
"What? Such a thing could happen in broad daylight? What was the security doing? I'll fire him when I get back!" Ye Wei's voice erupted with anger. Anyone would be upset in this situation; 800,000 was no small amount.
Wang Qian cleared her throat and said, "It's not that simple, Chairman. By the time we realized what was happening, they had knives pressed against our waists. In such a situation, whoever speaks will be finished."
"Then why didn't you call the police immediately? Are we really just going to let this go?" Ye Wei's anger grew.
However, on the other end of the line, Wang Qian's tone was as calm as still water. She softly said, "Boss, we can't report this to the police. If they investigate even a little, we might expose ourselves. Are you willing to take that risk?"
Ye Wei fell silent on the phone, and Fei Hu glanced at Wang Qian pretending to wipe away tears with a sense of admiration.
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