51: Chapter 51: Parker’s last name is Nong 51: Chapter 51: Parker’s last name is Nong The flight attendant Ainsley’s eyes sparkled with stars; this Lei Feng brother was too awesome, a veritable Divine Doctor, a true master!
“You don’t have any serious health issues.
Just watch your diet these days and avoid catching a cold!” Yusuf Zuck wasn’t a real doctor, but he did know that women shouldn’t catch cold during their periods.
He retracted his Telekinesis, and of course, before doing so, he deliberately scanned over Ainsley’s body, considering this his consultation fee.
However, he also marveled at Ainsley’s figure, which was absolutely top-notch, especially those…
those two big buns, simply nosebleed-inducing.
“Hmm, and, don’t go spreading the word that I treated you, eh?
I like to keep a low profile, and I’m not really a doctor, I don’t treat people.” Yusuf Zuck chuckled heh-heh, where was he supposed to know how to treat any illness?
He merely used telekinesis to perform a body scan for tumors or the like; beyond that, he knew nothing.
“Mm-hmm, I won’t tell, I won’t say a word,” Ainsley agreed immediately with a nod of her head.
After chatting for a while longer, their relationship gradually shifted from strangers to familiar acquaintances.
Yusuf Zuck spit in bemusement, talking about both the relevant and the irrelevant, which always managed to make Ainsley laugh heartily.
Before long, they had exchanged phone numbers, promising to keep in touch in the future.
Another flight attendant came back as well, but she didn’t seem as outgoing as Ainsley and only asked for Yusuf Zuck’s phone number.
Being a flight attendant is a youth-based profession.
In Yusuf Zuck’s impression, many who want to be attendants aren’t actually passionate about the cabin crew industry.
A large part of them choose the job out of curiosity and the opportunity to fly around.
Being a flight attendant is also a high-risk occupation.
To be honest, Yusuf Zuck was quite afraid of flying, due to the fear of planes crashing to the ground.
If a plane was to have an accident, it meant one thing: death!
So, he felt that being a flight attendant was akin to risking their lives at work.
Of course, some flight attendants also aim to use this platform to gain more benefits, even amassing greater wealth.
Now, with many wealthy people travelling frequently by air, it’s common to see flight attendants being financially supported or even marrying a rich benefactor.
Therefore, many young and beautiful girls choose this profession with the goal of hooking a financially secure husband. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ noveⅼfire.net
Yusuf Zuck didn’t plan on having any saga of friendship beyond the friendship with a flight attendant, but casual banter and harmless dirty jokes were still permissible.
In less than two hours, the plane arrived in Shanghai; Yusuf Zuck was the first to disembark, using his prior proximity to the exit.
But the Hong family and Alec Petty seemed to know he was going to bolt, and they followed just a few steps behind him, warmly insisting on treating Yusuf Zuck to a meal and asking if he was in Shanghai for business or pleasure, among other things.
In any case, this family of three was intent on showing their gratitude.
Helpless, Yusuf Zuck finally conceded, leaving his phone number with Alec Petty and ensuring the number went through before he parted ways with the family.
Meanwhile, Ruth Wilcox had already led the Ferreni team out of the terminal and boarded the car that came to pick them up.
“Yusuf Zuck, come sit here.” The car awaiting Ruth Wilcox was a black Mercedes, and the cars behind were all Audi A6s.
Yusuf Zuck sat in the front passenger seat of the Mercedes, while Sara Zuck and Ruth Wilcox took their seats in the back.
As soon as they were in the car, Sara Zuck couldn’t contain her curiosity: “Brother, what happened?”
Driver; nice to meet you.
We are colleagues; I am also a driver!” By now, Yusuf Zuck had figured out the origin of the Mercedes; it was a business vehicle for five-star hotels, just like Ferreni Hotel, that would arrange special cars and drivers to pick up guests who contact them ahead of time.
Of course, this service wasn’t free, and sometimes tips were even expected.
The driver chuckled and greeted amiably, “Welcome to Shanghai, hope you enjoy your stay at the Marriott.”
“Yusuf Zuck, answer the question!” Ruth Wilcox urged at that moment, curious about how he seemed to mysteriously diagnose and heal the little girl.
“I was just guessing; I had a classmate with the same condition, and I happened to know a folk remedy that might work, so I gave it a try.
I just couldn’t stand to see that little girl suffering; it bothered me,” Yusuf Zuck had expected the interrogation and had prepared his response accordingly.
“What about the pulse taking and all?” Ruth Wilcox persisted.
“Just tricking people.
If I didn’t put on a show, they wouldn’t trust me, right?
Luckily, the folk remedy worked!” Yusuf Zuck chuckled.
“What kind of folk remedy?” Ruth Wilcox asked skeptically, while Sara Zuck looked on, bewildered.
Yusuf Zuck shook his head at once: “Can’t tell, can’t tell; it’s a secret.”
“Forget it, I won’t ask anymore.
But for your actions today, I’ll give you credit.
When we get back, I’m going to report this to the company and see that you’re rewarded!” Ruth Wilcox was thrilled.
Through her interactions with Yusuf Zuck these past days, she found that although he was a bit coarse with words, he was a good person whose actions demonstrated justice, enthusiasm, and positivity.
Their company, despite being private, had standards for recognizing outstanding employees.
In her office hung a calligraphy written by her grandfather, the founder of Ferreni, which read: “Be a good person before being good at work.”
Her grandfather always believed that money and wealth weren’t as important as being a good person.
“A reward, really?” Yusuf Zuck perked up; was this the legendary good Samaritan award?
“Yes, the company will recognize you with certain commendations and benefits for both the bomb incident last time and the lifesaving action on the plane.”
“Mmhm, thank you, Ms.
Wilcox, I’ll make sure to do more good deeds,” Yusuf Zuck said, nodding earnestly.
Just at this moment, Sara Zuck’s phone suddenly rang.
When she took it out, she saw it was an unfamiliar number.
“Brother, it’s a new number,” Sara whispered.
Here brother had caused trouble again last night and she feared this new number belonged to the group from last night, as after all, it would be too easy for them to find her.
Sitting in front, Yusuf Zuck squinted his eyes and nodded, “Answer it.”
Ruth Wilcox didn’t understand this siblings’ secret code; why did Sara need to report to Yusuf before answering her phone?
Sara pressed the answer button, cautiously bringing the phone to her ear.
“Hello, may I speak to Sara Zuck?” a woman’s voice came from the other end of the line.
“This is she, may I ask who’s calling?” Sara queried.
Instead of answering her question directly, the woman on the phone countered, “Well then, do you know where your brother Yusuf Zuck is?”
“Who are you?” Sara’s voice turned icy.
“Don’t misunderstand, my surname is Nong, I am…”
With a click, the woman hadn’t finished her sentence when Sara abruptly hung up.
“Wrong number,” Sara said indifferently.
In fact, Yusuf Zuck had heard the voice on the phone and the words “my surname is Nong.”
As for whether Ruth Wilcox heard it, Yusuf didn’t know, but after he heard “my surname is Nong,” his expression turned grim.
At that moment, the Mercedes came to a halt; they had arrived at the Ferreni Hotel.
Wilcox’s company hadn’t established a presence in Shanghai, so the team had to stay in another company’s hotel after arriving.
Wilcox felt an odd tension in the car; it seemed that ever since Sara received that strange call, both siblings had grown unhappy.
Wilcox, Vice President Yang from Parker is already waiting at the hotel.
He wants to review our planning proposal first,” the secretary hurried over from behind, graciously opened the door for Ms.
Wilcox, and whispered.
“Let’s go, meet Vice President Yang immediately.
Yusuf, Sara, you two go rest in your room first.” Having arrived in Shanghai was akin to entering the battlefield for them; whether her company could prevail would depend on this afternoon’s operations and tomorrow’s plan presentation.
“Brother, what’s going on?
I heard that woman mention Parker just now,” Sara asked as she too got out of the car, pointing at the secretary.
She had overheard the mention of Parker when the secretary spoke of the vice president.
Wilcox is here to collaborate with Parker,” he explained.
“Oh,” Sara simply replied, realizing it was normal for two big companies like Parker and her company to have business dealings, so it wasn’t her brother’s concern.
“Brother, they’re looking for you.”
Yusuf cursed, “A bunch of bastards.”
“But with their abilities, they will find you sooner or later.
What will you do then?” Sara suddenly asked.
They are nothing!” Seemingly frustrated, Yusuf cursed again before striding into the grand lobby of the Ferreni Hotel.
Meanwhile, in the capital, within the chairman’s office of ‘Han Dao Limited’, the boss of the capital, Samuel Ross, was listening to a report from his subordinate, Ariel Higgins.
Ariel was one of Samuel’s trusted assistants, a shrewd character known to many.
Rumors had it that she used to be a psychologist, one with overseas education, but for some reasons, she was recruited by Samuel and became the vice general manager of Han Dao Limited.
His name is Yusuf Zuck, a security guard at the Ferreni Hotel, an out-of-towner who recently became the hotel owner’s driver.
The other two are named Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke, also security guards there.
Samuel and Benedict have some connection with West Town’s Wang Mazi, though not a strong one—they are just minor characters in Wang’s network.”
“Ha, they’re fucking security guards?” Samuel thought he had misheard, feeling as though he was listening to a fairy tale.
Some out-of-town security guards messing around in the capital, beating up his man Otis Quinn, and even having the gall to blackmail Quinn for eight hundred thousand?
The world must’ve turned upside down, Samuel felt the world had changed, becoming too unfamiliar and ridiculously comical.
“Regardless, that security guard named Yusuf Zuck must have strong martial arts skills, even possibly internal family boxing, so we can’t take things lightly,” Ariel warned.
“Mm, I got it; you don’t need to get involved with this anymore,” Samuel waved dismissively.
If he couldn’t handle a few out-of-town security guards, he might as well quit; the big shots of the capital’s underworld would laugh their teeth off.
“By the way, I forgot to tell you, that Yusuf Zuck went to Shanghai earlier today with his sister and the company’s boss, and both Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke vanished into thin air.
“Damn it, they think I can’t do anything once they run off to Shanghai?” Samuel scoffed coldly, then suddenly pulled out a notebook from his drawer, flipping to a phone number and dialing it.
After about five rings, a woman answered the phone: “I’m Lucy Clayton.
I’m looking for Uncle Wu.”