Two days later, in Santa Paula, at the Paulian Hotel.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, two business cars slowly drove into the hotel's underground parking lot and then parked in the parking area reserved for VIPs.
The business car behind opened its door first, and six Chinese workers' bodyguards in black suits got out of the car and quickly checked the surroundings. They looked around and then returned to the business car.
After making sure there were no problems, one of the bodyguards immediately stepped forward and opened the door of the commercial vehicle in front.
Huang Peishan got out of the car first, then bent over and made an inviting gesture: "President."
Huo Dongsheng got out of the car. Behind him, two middle-aged men got out of the car. They were Dong Ke, the head of the Internal Affairs Department of the Chinese Workers' Union, and Liu Tao, the head of the Administration Department. They were all Huo Dongsheng's direct subordinates.
These four people basically control all administrative units of the Chinese Workers' Union, as well as their purse strings.
"You two, stay down there." Huang Peishan waved at the two bodyguards.
"yes!"
"President, this way please." Huang Peishan bowed and led Huo Dongsheng, Dong Ke, and Liu Tao to the VIP passage on the side. The four bodyguards followed them closely.
After a while, they passed through the VIP channel and went directly upstairs from the dedicated private elevator.
In the elevator, Huo Dongsheng looked at the rising numbers without saying a word.
When it reached the tenth floor, the elevator finally stopped.
The elevator door slowly opened and four bodyguards came out first. They looked around and made a gesture of invitation.
Huang Peishan continued to lead Huo Dongsheng and the others into the corridor: "This way."
After turning a corner in the corridor, everyone entered a small presidential suite. Outside was a spacious living room, and inside was a bedroom for rest.
Huo Dongsheng was a little nervous along the way because he wanted to avoid some familiar faces. He relaxed a little after entering the private room.
Huo Dongsheng sat on the sofa: "Where are you?"
"We just set out not long ago, it should take about half an hour." Huang Peishan whispered.
"Hmm..." Huo Dongsheng nodded: "I'll close my eyes for a while, you keep an eye on it for me. When the people over there come, come and tell me."
"Okay, President, you take a rest first, and the three of us will chat outside." Huang Peishan nodded in response.
"Okay. You guys chat." Huo Dong walked into the bedroom, closed the door, took out his cell phone, and sat on the sofa alone.
Outside, three powerful leaders of the Chinese Workers’ Union were talking in low voices.
…
Twenty minutes later, a black sedan drove into the underground parking lot and slowly stopped in front of the VIP channel.
The two bodyguards from the Chinese Workers' Union looked at the car at the same time, and the driver sitting in the cab immediately made a special gesture to them, and the two bodyguards relaxed.
"Someone's downstairs." The bodyguard took out the intercom and whispered.
At the same time, in the private room upstairs, Huang Peishan opened the bedroom door, came to Huo Dongsheng, and whispered in Huo Dongsheng's ear: "President, someone is here."
"Hmm..." Huo Dongsheng slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his watch, and then told Huang Peishan: "Go down and answer it for me."
"Okay." Huang Peishan went back and forth several times without feeling tired. He quickly left the room, and Huo Dongsheng slowly sat up, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the living room, waiting for this distinguished guest.
About five minutes later, Huang Peishan's laughter was heard outside the door.
"Mr. Zhao, please come this way." The door was pushed open and Huang Peishan walked in with two people.
He spread out his palms and introduced the middle-aged man walking in front: "President, this is Zhao Yan, Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, this is our President Huo."
"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Huo Dongsheng stood up and smiled at the middle-aged man: "You have come a long way, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard." Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and walked to Huo Dongsheng, who shook hands with him.
Zhao Yan smiled faintly and said, "I have wanted to meet President Huo for a long time, and today I finally have the chance."
"You're welcome." Huo Dongsheng extended his hand and invited: "Come, sit down and chat."
A few people sat down and started talking.
…
In the parking lot, two bodyguards stood in front of the VIP channel, smoking and chatting.
The younger bodyguard on the left looked at the black car Zhao Yan was riding in and asked with some curiosity: "Who did you meet today?"
The older bodyguard on the right flicked the ash off his cigarette and answered nonchalantly, "Who knows... Stop asking about the things above."
The two chatted for a while to kill time. At this time, a white car drove over and stopped not far from the VIP channel. The door opened and two young men in baseball uniforms got out of the car, holding long black bags for baseball bats.
Seeing a stranger appear, the two bodyguards immediately became alert.
At this time, the tall young man cursed and said, "Damn it, we lost miserably today."
The short guy next to him closed the car door and rolled his eyes: "How dare you say that? If you weren't such a fool, would you have lost today?"
The tall guy was unhappy: "What does it have to do with me? Isn't it because you are slow in running the bases?"
The short guy was also annoyed: "You got struck out by someone else, and you blame me?"
"M, can you please say one more sentence?"
"I'm talking to you, idiot!"
“… !!”
As the two people were talking, they started to curse each other, and then the verbal abuse escalated to physical actions and they began to push each other.
The two bodyguards looked at each other and thought to themselves that they didn't know where these two stupid young men came from, but they couldn't let them make trouble here because they didn't know whether the leader would come down suddenly or someone else would come.
The two looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward and politely reminded, "Sir, you've gone the wrong way. This is the VIP channel, and that's over there..."
Just as they approached, the two young men suddenly turned around, quickly grabbed the two men's necks, pulled out bayonets from their baseball bags, and stabbed the two bodyguards several times in succession, each stab aimed directly at the vital points.
“Puff! Puff! Puff!”
After a few slashes, the two bodyguards were killed instantly. Their bodies fell limply.
Another young man immediately sat in the back seat of the white car. He jumped out of the car and quickly carried the two bodies with his companions and stuffed them into the car.
"It's solved downstairs." The young man reported into the headphones on his ears.
"Get started." A command came from the headset.
…
Dragon City.
Yu Mingyuan sat in the courtyard of his villa, frowned and asked Zhou Tonghui: "Who did he meet today?"
Zhou Tonghui shook his head: "I don't know, and it's so mysterious."
Yu Mingyuan nodded slowly.
Zhou Tonghui asked: "Have you said hello to the Bureau of General Affairs?"