I Am The Third Party (GL) - Chapter 29

There is a light grey carpet under your feet, which makes no sound when you walk on it, and it is more convenient to push a cart on the floor.

There are not many rooms on the whole floor, and there are a few glass doors on one side. There are fingerprint recognition devices on the doors, and thick champagne curtains are drawn inside, so you can’t see anything.

The other side is made into a floor-to-ceiling viewing glass wall, and a row of pure white curtains hangs from the top of the wall, and apricot yellow tassel ribbons are decorated at intervals of five or six steps, which is neat and elegant.

I lowered my head and looked around carefully, followed A Xiang in small steps, and stopped at the end of the aisle. The two wooden doors decorated with reliefs in the huge VIP room were open. Several people wearing dark blue cleaning clothes like me were busy inside.

A tall beautiful woman in a suit walked over and greeted me, “Come in quickly, the guests will be here in two hours. This room hasn’t been used for a long time, and there’s a lot of dust. I’ll go to the logistics department and get a few pots of green ivy later.”

“Hey.” I hurriedly pushed the cart in, dipped the rag in water, and followed the auntie who was carefully wiping the armrests of the wooden chair next to me to wipe the chair. When the auntie saw me, she hurriedly grabbed me, “Girl, don’t use water directly on the birch wood.”

“Ah?” I stood there in a daze, holding the wet rag, and didn’t react for a moment. Can’t I use water to wipe the chair?

The auntie turned around and brought a large tea bowl across the round table. “First, gently wipe the wooden parts with a cotton ball dipped in warm tea. Wait until the moisture on the wood evaporates, then apply polishing wax.”

She shoved another box of cotton balls and a can of polishing wax into my hands. “Let the tea cool before warming it up. Don’t apply too much wax; a thin layer is enough. Remember, the gauze curtains over here can’t be opened, and the tables and chairs in this room can’t be exposed to direct sunlight.”

“Oh, oh,” I replied guiltily. It’s not like I don’t do housework. Normally, when I change the sofa covers at home, I just take them off and throw them in the washing machine. I just wipe the tables and chairs with water. It’s not like this is so particular.

I put on rubber gloves and gently wiped the chair back with a cotton ball dipped in tea, my eyes darting around. This VIP room is quite unique. Unlike the crystal chandeliers and golden chairs in TV dramas, this is just an ordinary frosted glass round chandelier. The tables and chairs are simple geometric shapes.

The one in the dress must be an assistant or secretary. She just said this VIP room hadn’t been used in a while, so why is it suddenly being used now? Could it be that previous clients weren’t qualified enough to come here, and this time, a super-powerful guest has arrived?

“Little girl, how did you get to this floor? To clean on the 25th floor and above, you need not only seniority but also skills. I’ve never seen you before, and you don’t look like a professional. How did you get here?”

The woman, observing that everyone else was busy working and not paying attention, quietly came over to chat with me, and the moment she opened her mouth, she almost choked me to death. What do you mean by “I don’t look like a professional either”? What? Are there now hierarchical levels in cleaning? Without seniority and skills, you can’t get to the 25th floor? Does this mean that management has a specially matched cleaning team?

I stammered for a long time, unable to articulate my thoughts. My eyes subconsciously glanced towards Ah Xiang, and as luck would have it, the auntie noticed. She immediately let out a long sigh, pulled me down, and whispered, “I knew it. These days, without connections, you can’t accomplish anything! Don’t worry. If you have any questions, just ask me and you’ll learn them. I won’t tell them, so no one will know. Don’t worry, okay?” As she spoke, she glanced over her shoulder at the others, with the heroic air of a scout swearing to protect the safety of an underground Party member.

Hey, auntie, don’t bother yourself. Tomorrow you’ll find out I’m not working here anymore.

This auntie is so funny. If we ever meet again, I’ll definitely buy her a cup of coffee, haha.

Ah Xiang was talking seriously to the beautiful woman in the suit, and she looked quite serious. After a while, the beautiful woman in the suit nodded and walked out the door. Ah Xiang walked slowly around the room, touching this and blowing that. When he was done, he said to us, “Okay, everyone has worked hard. Let’s clean up and go out. Xiao Li, find a few people to bring a few pots of green ivy.” “

Okay, manager, everyone, let’s go out after you’ve cleaned up.”

The aunt pushed the cart I pushed and went out. I wanted to go out too, but Ah Xiang grabbed me. I looked at him puzzled. He winked at me, pulled me to the bookcase, buckled the small ring of the mural on the wall and gently pulled it. The mural turned into a door and opened it, just like magic!

“This is…” I looked at the back of the mural in surprise. There was a lounge of about 20 to 30 square meters, covered with thick dust.

Ah Xiang was busy pushing me in. “The young master told you to wait in here. He said there will be something interesting to watch later.”

I hurried in. “Where is she?”

“She will come when the people for the meeting arrive.”

“Oh oh.”

Ah Xiang closed the door from the outside. “Sister Xian’er, don’t make a sound. We discovered this door after studying it for a long time. It uses light-effect glass. It is very clear when you are inside and outside, but it is dark when you look outside. It has been changed into a mural. This small room was probably used for peeping when it was first built. As long as you don’t make a sound, no one will know that there is someone inside.” “

Okay, I’ve made a note of it.”

I heard the footsteps fade away. I knew that Ah Xiang had also gone out. He sat on the ground with his knees hugged, quietly waiting for people to come to the meeting. To be honest, it felt like I was in prison squatting alone in this gloomy little space. Fortunately, I could still see the light outside through the glass door from the inside.

Qi Xi had a terrible time last night, and I was so exhausted I leaned against the wall and dozed off. When I woke up, the outside was already full of people, surrounding a table. There was a circle of people standing behind it. Some were typing away on their computers, others were writing in their notebooks, and there was even a recorder recording.

I suddenly woke up and crawled over to take a look. What was going on? So serious?

My eyes passed through the gaps in the mural and fell on the group of people sitting at the round table outside. There were actually three golden-haired foreigners, but they had their backs to me and I couldn’t see their faces.

On the contrary, the long-faced man opposite the foreigners, with his index fingers crossed and resting on the tip of his nose and eyes like a hawk, was half a head taller than the person next to him just when he was sitting. How tall would he be if he didn’t stand up… The strange thing is, when I looked at his long and narrow eyes, that expression, that look, why did he look so similar to someone…

This is the VIP room on the upper floors of Lumikki’s headquarters building. The people who are received here must be important partners of Lumikki. Asta has made a mysterious visit and has not shown up yet. Everyone is guessing what this mysterious president is up to, but Wei Ling sent a secret message saying that Lumikki has decided to cooperate with Qi’s. So, the representative attending the meeting is very likely to be a member of the Qi family? Could that man be—

bang!

The VIP room door suddenly burst open, followed by a gunshot. Everyone in the room stood up. The three foreigners were startled at first, then quickly calmed down and cast their gazes at the Hawkeye man. The others wisely dispersed to the back. After all, those present were experienced people. Each one was flustered, only slightly surprised, quietly waiting for Hawkeye to speak.

“Shh.”

A sudden sneer echoed in the silence. It was sudden, yet it sounded familiar to me…

Did this damned bearded woman invite me just to watch her fight?!

Sure enough, the next moment, Wangzi and another bear-like bald man, Scar, each holding an M249, stalked in. They stood on either side like door gods, their eyes blazing with fire as they glared at Hawkeye. Wangzi bared his teeth, ready to bite anyone to death with a single lunge.

Then there were a few claps of applause, and Qi Xi walked in wearing hunter camouflage with a curled lip. He held the handle of the old M1911 and clapped it against the palm of his other hand, saying with a smile, “Brother, you really have a lot of money and blessings. How come you didn’t even inform me when you had new business? It really made me jealous.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and my face was pressed against the glass. It turned out that the eagle-eyed man was really Qi Xi.

Qi Chen was very patient and looked at Qi Xi gloomily without saying a word. Suddenly, an old foreigner wearing half glasses took two steps forward and said, “Sir, toivottavasti voit ksitell teidn ensimminen kysymys, puhumme asioista.”

The middle-aged man behind the foreigner translated in Chinese almost at the same time, “Sir, I hope you can deal with your problem first, and then talk about our business.”

Qi Chen’s eyes sank, “Sorry, please wait a moment,” and turned to Qi Xi and said coldly, “What do you want to do?”

Qi Xi looked at him with raised eyes, “Hey, brother, you didn’t bring a gun today, and where’s the knife? You didn’t bring a knife either?”

Qi Chen did not answer with a cold face, frowned, and his eyes were very sinister, staring straight at Qi Xi.

After a moment’s silence, Qi Xi whistled, strode over, and pointed her gun at a stack of white things on the table (I guess it was a contract or some other document). “Bang” and everyone around took two steps back, looking at her warily. She raised her gun and wiped the muzzle, then suddenly pointed the gun at Qi Xian’s nose, her eyebrows and nose wrinkled together, and she opened her mouth to reveal her sharp fangs, and said fiercely, “I’ll sign this contract for you, use this.”

After that, she waved the gun in her hand.

Damn, what is she going to do? How will this end? What if the police come? How am I going to get out!

Oh my God, looking at this situation, today is not going to be a good day.

This group of uncles are acting out a police and gangster movie outside, and I, a girl, am hiding behind them. Isn’t this ridiculous!

I was getting anxious when Qi Xi spoke again outside. She said to the translator, “Tell Mr. Jorma to tell his master that if he is sincere, the business should be discussed face to face.”