62: Chapter 62: Senior Sister 62: Chapter 62: Senior Sister Yusuf Zuck’s A6 hadn’t been lost.
During the interrogation in that warehouse, he and Jerome Hart had also learned the whereabouts of the A6—it was parked at Penglai Park’s parking lot, and even when Yusuf Zuck and Jerome Hart found the A6, the car keys were still in the ignition.
However, Jerome Hart’s leather bag in the car had been rifled through, the cash was gone, but other items were still there.
“How much did you lose?
I’ll compensate you!” Yusuf Zuck felt a bit guilty, as Jerome Hart had been dragged into this mess because of him.
“Forget it.” Jerome Hart shook his head.
Yusuf Zuck was just a driver; how much money could he possibly have?
“My cards are still there, so I just need to find an ATM to withdraw some cash.
Also, just take me directly to the train station.
I won’t visit Ruth anymore.” Jerome Hart glanced at the time.
He had called to book a train ticket as soon as he got off the plane, so there wasn’t enough time left.
Yusuf Zuck also checked the time.
It was already past six in the morning, and if he took Jerome Hart to the station and then returned, he would definitely delay Ruth Wilcox’s important matters, so he shook his head and said, “Ms.
Wilcox has important things to attend to today.
I must get back to the hotel by eight o’clock.
Why don’t you rest at the hotel for a day and leave tonight?”
“I can’t, I have to go home.
So, help me get my books down, and I’ll take a taxi to the station.”
“With so many books, how can you carry them all by yourself?
How about this, leave your books in the car, and when I have a moment, I’ll find a courier service to send them to you.
It will be convenient, and they’ll be delivered straight to your home.
“Okay, I’ll write the address down for you.” Jerome Hart thought about it and agreed.
Carrying several boxes of books by himself really wasn’t feasible, and with courier services everywhere, direct delivery to his home was more convenient.
After finding paper and a pen and writing down his home address, Jerome Hart took his bag and got out of the car.
At that moment, Yusuf Zuck rolled down the car window, grinned, and said, “Take care on the road, and come find me for some fun when you’re in Beijing next time!”
Be careful with those guys; they’re not simple.
And don’t drag Ruth into this.
Also, here, this is for you.” Jerome Hart took a cloth pouch out of his bag, which was the one containing the Silver Needle.
I don’t know how to use it,” Yusuf Zuck said, puzzled.
Jerome Hart smiled and said, “Go to a bookstore and buy a book about acupuncture.
Practice on yourself.”
Yusuf Zuck felt choked up, “You’re not afraid I’ll end up stabbing myself to death?”
“I didn’t ask you to treat serious illnesses.
It’s okay for minor issues, like a sore throat or leg cramps.
Besides, others could stab to death, but you definitely won’t.
I’m off.” Jerome Hart finished speaking with a double entendre and got into a taxi, waving at Yusuf Zuck from inside.
Jerome Hart was an interesting guy, and he definitely had a story, judging by his exceptional reflexes in dodging bullets.
Yusuf Zuck was sure the guy was a master who hid his skills well.
“From a family of traditional Chinese medicine, impressive indeed!” Yusuf Zuck sighed, shifted into reverse, and quickly drove away.
At 7:15 in the morning, Yusuf Zuck returned to the Marriott, and Ruth Wilcox and her party hadn’t yet come downstairs.
He headed to the bar to ask the cashier if she had the number for a courier service, as most of them offer pick-up services now.
He planned to leave the three boxes of books at the hotel and have the courier service come and collect them.
Since Ruth Wilcox would be getting into the car soon, and it was unclear how many people would need to fit, the three boxes of books had to be unloaded.
The cashier indeed had business cards from courier services that offered pick-up, and with all sorts of companies around, she handed a bunch of cards from SF Express, YTO, ZTO, and the like to Yusuf Zuck.
After taking the business cards, Yusuf Zuck called a courier service while heading upstairs.
He still had five hundred thousand in cash in his room, which he needed to collect and make time to deposit into the bank.
The courier service said they could send someone to collect the items within an hour, and given the weight of the three boxes of books, they estimated the postage to be over two hundred yuan.
After all, the three heavy boxes were considered bulky items.
Money wasn’t an issue for Yusuf Zuck, and when he came downstairs again, he handed a thousand yuan to the cashier, asking her to mail the three boxes of books.
He also told the cashier that any remaining money was hers to keep as a service tip.
The cashier sister agreed cheerfully, it wasn’t much of an issue.
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At exactly eight o’clock in the morning, the punctual Ruth Wilcox, impeccably dressed and with her makeup done, descended the stairs on time.
Accompanying her were the Company Secretary and two other staff members, one male and one female.
There was no need to bring the entire team for the planning presentation at the Parker Group, so she only took three people with her.
Yusuf Zuck had already moved the three boxes downstairs and had cleaned the back seat.
After the four-member party of Ruth Wilcox got into the car, Ruth directly said, “To the Parker headquarters, and by the way, where’s Wen Shuai?
He worked until two in the middle of the night and couldn’t keep awake, so he just fell asleep.”
“He took an early train this morning and has already left.
He asked me to say hello to you,” Yusuf replied while driving.
“Oh,” Ruth Wilcox responded faintly, not saying much more.
After all, with others present, it was not possible for her to chat away with Yusuf casually.
The Parker Group’s headquarters building was not far from the Marriott hotel.
In fact, one could see the Parker headquarters from the Marriott rooms.
This was why Ruth Wilcox had chosen to stay at the Marriott, because of the proximity.
There was no need to worry about traffic jams; even if there was a jam, walking over wouldn’t take long.
In less than fifteen minutes, Yusuf parked the car steadily outside the Parker building.
The agreed meeting time was eight-thirty in the morning, so Ruth Wilcox arrived a good fifteen minutes early!
“Yusuf, come in with us,” Ruth Wilcox suddenly invited Yusuf to come inside after getting out of the car.
Yusuf was startled by her request, as he hadn’t even gotten out of the car.
He was just a driver, and although he also worked as a bodyguard, he was in Shanghai, where Ruth Wilcox was unlikely to face any danger.
Yet now, Ruth Wilcox insisted that he come along with them.
Yusuf wanted to refuse, but Ruth Wilcox frowned slightly and looked at him earnestly.
She didn’t want to argue with Yusuf in front of others.
All of a sudden, Yusuf cracked a smile, thinking, might as well go; after all, no one would recognize him.
He rubbed his face, took the car keys out and got out of the car, setting his phone to vibrate mode.
Ruth Wilcox gave Yusuf an approving look.
Despite his joking manner, he was very conscientious and thoughtful in his work.
“All of you, put your phones on vibrate, or better yet, turn them off,” Ruth instructed while taking her own phone out and handing it to the Company Secretary, saying, “Turn it off.”
Wilcox.” The Company Secretary, also carefully dressed in a professional outfit, looked particularly voluptuous, undoubtedly drawing more than a few glances.
“Let’s go.” Seeing that everyone had set their phones to vibrate or turned them off, Ruth Wilcox marched chest out, striding toward the Parker building.
However, just as they had taken a few steps, a honking sound came from behind them; someone was pressing a car horn.
The group turned around in confusion.
“Vroom—” A silver-white Lamborghini pulled up in front of them, and as the doors opened, a handsome man in sunglasses and a suit jumped out!
“Senior sister, it really is you!” The handsome man laughed heartily as he walked briskly towards Ruth Wilcox.
Ruth Wilcox also showed a hint of a smile and took two steps forward.
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