Until the city lights came on, the beauty finally emerged from the guest room. With her hair swinging in a sleek mushroom style like a supermodel in an advertisement, she wore a sporty tube top, baring her flat, shiny abdomen.

She met Lu Xiaomei carrying a large pot of pigskin, yam, and lotus seed soup upstairs, and sniffed, "What a fragrant smell. What kind of soup is this?"

Knowing that a new guest had arrived, and an impeccable beauty at that, Lu Xiaomei looked on with envy. "This is my cooking, pigskin yam lotus seed soup. It’s good for replenishing energy and beautifying. There’s more in the kitchen, go serve yourself a bowl and drink."

The beauty gave a faint smile and extended her slender, fair fingers. "Thank you. My name is Ah Rong, and yours?"

Lu Xiaomei reached out her chubby hand to shake Ah Rong’s, feeling it was a bit cold. "I’m Lu Xiaomei. Your hands are so cold, hurry and drink some hot soup."

Ah Rong walked into the kitchen, where Xu Xiangbei had already poured her a bowl of soup, eagerly placing it in front of her. "Ah Rong, right, hehe, have a bowl of soup."

With a slight raise of her delicate brow, Ah Rong revealed a captivating smile at the corner of her mouth. "Young Master Xu, being so kind to me, I’m really flattered."

Xu Xiangbei replied with a cheeky grin, "What Young Master Xu? We’re so familiar now; just call me Dr. Xu or Brother Xu. Hehe, did you have a comfortable rest?"

Drinking a sip of the soup, Ah Rong showed a look of praise; the soup tasted good, with a balanced salty and fresh flavor. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Dr. Xu, for your concern. If there’s anything, just say it directly. No need to be so nice to me; I’m your bodyguard, not your girlfriend."

"My grandfather asked you to be my bodyguard. Where is he now? Did he mention anything else?"

"Your grandfather only told me to be your bodyguard, nothing else. As for where he is, I don’t know either. Any other questions? I’m willing to answer them, not hiding anything."

Not getting any answers, Xu Xiangbei shrugged helplessly and chuckled. "No other questions, when you finish the soup, there’s more hot soup in the pot."

"Thank you, Dr. Xu. Elder Xu said you’re very capable. I think you’re truly a good person."

Being praised by the beauty for his good character, Xu Xiangbei couldn’t help but be delighted. "Really? You’re right about that. If you need anything, just tell me. I’m very easy to get along with."

Xu Xiangbei went back to the bedroom, opened the computer, and found that his game "Ancient Moon Red Dust" still wasn’t online.

He puzzledly phoned Liu Ningyan. "Hasn’t the game data been long restored in the server? Why is the game still offline?"

Liu Ningyan’s voice was pleasing and melodious. "I was about to call you. Although the game data has been restored, the game’s online launch still needs Thunderbird Group’s approval."

Unhappily, Xu Xiangbei said, "It’s our own developed game, yet it needs their approval? Both their company’s presidents are in prison; who can approve it?"

"There’s no other way. The game’s sales rights are with Thunderbird Group. Even though their family is all imprisoned, they have appointed a new proxy president. You need to visit Thunderbird Group and make the request. Without his consent, the game can’t go online. I’ll give you the contact number of the office director; make sure you get in touch."

"Alright, I’ll contact them right away."

Thunderbird Group President’s Office.

Xu Xiangbei sat on the leather sofa, holding a glass of amber Bordeaux wine.

The proxy president of Thunderbird Group was in a meeting; there were still more than ten minutes to finish. In the meantime, Director Zhao invited Xu Xiangbei to sit and wait a bit.

At Thunderbird Group, Xu Xiangbei was well-known for having captured the Lei Family father and son, sending them to jail. Some disdain and detest Xu Xiangbei, while others flatter and curry favor, or show respect and courtesy. Attitudes towards him varied.

Director Zhao showed some gratitude towards Xu Xiangbei because sending the Lei Family father and son to jail indirectly freed him from their oppressive influence.

Thus, when Xu Xiangbei arrived at the office, Director Zhao warmly received him, offering cigarettes, tea, and wine.

"Dr. Xu, please wait a moment. Our proxy president’s meeting is about to end."

"No problem, if you have any urgent business, please attend to it; I’ll just wait here."

From outside came footsteps and discussion sounds. Raising an eyebrow with joy, Director Zhao informed Xu Xiangbei, "The meeting has ended, and our proxy president is back."

Feeling good, Xu Xiangbei raised his head smilingly towards the door, wondering who this proxy president could be, thinking the game launch issue could be resolved today.

But when Xu Xiangbei saw the person’s face clearly, his heart sank halfway down. This proxy president was someone he knew and had interacted with—an interaction that had their opponent falling to the ground.

The proxy president was none other than Zhao Changheng from Hengyu Group, who once tried to steal "Ancient Moon Red Dust" game source code.

Zhao Changheng saw Xu Xiangbei, a sinister gleam flashing in his gaze, and ignored him, heading straight to his office.

Director Zhao hurriedly intercepted the proxy president. "Dr. Xu is our partner and has been waiting for you for a while."

A false smile flickered across Zhao Changheng’s gaunt face. "Dr. Xu, please come in. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Entering Zhao Changheng’s office, Xu Xiangbei secretly muttered to himself. This guy isn’t the president of Hengyu Group. How did he come to act as proxy president for Thunderbird Group? Aren’t they competing companies? This is going to be bad. This guy will surely make things difficult for me; the game’s relaunch plan seems to be in trouble.

Zhao Changheng sat behind his desk, pointing to a chair in front. "Have a seat, Dr. Xu. Long time no see."

Xu Xiangbei didn’t sit down; instead, he held the wine glass and paced around the office, admiring what used to belong to Lei Zhenrong.

"I’ve been sitting for a long time and don’t want to sit. Zhao President, seeing you again, congratulations on becoming Thunderbird Group’s proxy president."

Zhao Changheng laughed heartily, lazily leaning on the boss’s chair, stroking the smooth, sturdy Zitan armrest. "Is Dr. Xu surprised to see me here? Not only you, I am surprised myself."

Xu Xiangbei lightly sipped the red wine, expressionless. He straightforwardly said, "Nothing is absolute in the world. Zhao President, sitting in this position must have a reason. I don’t want to bring up past events. I want to ask Zhao President when our ’Ancient Moon Red Dust’ game can go back online."

Well aware of Xu Xiangbei’s purpose in coming here, last time, it was because of the "Ancient Moon Red Technique" game source code that Zhao Changheng was beaten up by Xu Xiangbei at the Crown KTV, who retrieved the source code. This incident consistently lingered in Zhao Changheng’s mind.