The White Cloud Villa was located about ten kilometers away from the downtown area. Compared to a first-tier city like White Town, it was by no means remote. Coupled with the convenience of transportation, Xiao Zheng arrived at his destination in less than fifteen minutes.
After paying the fare, Xiao Zheng followed the driver's directions and walked for about a hundred meters to the east. Then he saw a majestic villa in the distance. It was a four-story building in the style of a European castle. The huge electronic gate separated the inside from the outside, giving off an inviolable aura.
As soon as Xiao Zheng approached, he introduced himself. The two security guards patrolling at the gate didn't make things difficult for him, nor did they deliberately make things difficult for him. They let him in directly, and another security guard led the way.
The White Cloud Villa was gloomy and gloomy. From the gate to the main building, which was only fifty meters away, Xiao Zheng could feel the intense sadness.
As soon as he arrived at the gate, a figure suddenly appeared behind the left column. It was Bai Wushuang.
Following him were four or five young playboys in low-key clothes. Xiao Zheng had seen two of them, but he had never met the others.
"Little Bai." Xiao Zheng stepped forward and said with a gentle expression. "My condolences."
Bai Wushuang was wearing mourning clothes, and his expression was indescribably sad. This time, even his old enemy, Xiao Zheng didn't have the mood to deal with him. He just nodded slightly and said that he was going to see the guest off. Then he turned around and walked away.
At this point, Bai Wushuang's true feelings for Xiao Zheng were revealed. Indifferent!
He didn't even greet him with the most basic courtesy. He just saw the guest off without looking back!
In terms of status, Xiao Zheng was no weaker than those playboys. But Bai Wushuang would rather entertain them than spend time with Xiao Zheng. This was very clear.
Shaking his head, Xiao Zheng didn't care about Bai Wushuang's attitude. He walked straight to the gate.
Entering the inner hall, Xiao Zheng immediately saw the spiritual platform and some more commonly seen funeral arrangements. Guests gathered in groups of three or four, whispering to each other. But Xiao Zheng didn't know most of them.
Bai Zhengqing's illness had flared up yesterday afternoon. Most of the people present today were locals of White Town. For someone like Xiao Zheng, who lived in Sijiu City, to be able to come today was already very considerate. Many of them even arrived in White City on the day of the memorial service. With all my heart, I put down the wreath. Then, he had to get busy again.
How many of those who were friends with the Bai family were idle people? Even though Old Lin had arrived in White Town ahead of time, he had also brought his computer and materials with him. So he treated the hotel as his workplace.
"Mr. Xiao?"
Suddenly, an unexpected voice came from the left. Xiao Zheng turned his head to look, but it was a rather unfamiliar face.
"You are — —" Xiao Zheng asked politely.
The man was in his thirties. He had good facial features and wore a well-tailored suit. He took the initiative to shake hands with Xiao Zheng and expressed his gratitude, "Boss Bai arranged for me to pick you up. Boss Ye was also in the rest area. Do you want to go there directly? "
The Boss Ye that this person mentioned was probably his mother-in-law. Xiao Zheng nodded. Anyway, he didn't know this group of people, so it was meaningless to mingle with them.
But he didn't expect that when the young man had just led Xiao Zheng away, Bai Wushuang, who had just returned from seeing off the guests, appeared in the lobby. He said with an unfriendly look, "Li Mu, what are you doing?"
"Replying to Young Master," the young man beside Xiao Zheng said softly. "Boss Bai asked me to invite Mr. Xiao to the side hall."
Bai Wushuang snorted and said with cold eyes, "That's the place for family members. If Mr. Xiao is tired, you can go to the rest room specially prepared by us. "
When the young man called Li Mu heard this, he felt rather embarrassed.
Obviously, he was Bai Wuxia's man. But he didn't have the courage to offend Bai Wushuang. After all, at least on the surface, Bai Wushuang was in charge of the Bai family. That was why it was Bai Wushuang who welcomed and sent off guests instead of Bai Wuxia.
Some work was better done by the head of the family, so it was more prudent. As for people like Xiao Zheng who didn't have a deep relationship with Bai Wuxia, it was reasonable for him to go backstage to meet Bai Wuxia.
There was no point in talking with Bai Wushuang.
But even so, Bai Wushuang still couldn't tolerate the existence of a small court in this villa. An existence that was more powerful than him!
That was his uncle, Bai Wuxia!
Boss Ye came and just softly comforted him, then went to the side hall that Bai Wuxia was in charge of.
Even many elders who clearly had to report to Bai Wushuang, the head of the Bai family, just chatted with the young boss for a while, then hurried to the backstage.
This was not what Bai Wushuang could accept.
He had a feeling of being ignored! It was more like he was doing odd jobs at the front desk, but Bai Wuxia was the one who received the real important people!
The anger that had been suppressed for the whole morning finally burst out. And the target happened to be Xiao Zheng, who he hated very much!
Everyone in the hall turned to look at them. They recognized the identity of Xiao Zheng, the soul of Xin Ao. A young leader who was rising rapidly, even Lin Laoyao would not easily underestimate him.
In terms of family background, he might be slightly inferior to Bai Wushuang. But in terms of ability, he was definitely above Bai Wushuang. No one could deny this. Even Li Mu.
The scene was a little embarrassing under the influence of Bai Wushuang. Li Mu wanted to be tough and do the work arranged by Boss Bai. But in the face of Bai Wushuang's arrogant attitude, he really didn't have a good starting point.
After all, he was just a worker of the Bai family. At most, his father used to follow Bai Wuxia, so he had some old feelings for him. But with only these resources, it was not enough for him to confront the head of the Bai family.
Otherwise, not only him, but also his father would be implicated.
Bai Wushuang's eyes were extremely cold.
The sadness that originally appeared on his face because of the loss of his family was also replaced by anger. Everyone knew that this young master of the Bai family had lost his temper and vented all his anger on Xiao Zheng.
How should he deal with the latter?
Xiao Zheng was not a roundworm in Bai Wushuang's stomach, so he couldn't understand Bai Wushuang's inner thoughts at the moment. But one thing was very sure, at this moment, Bai Wushuang's anger was not simply because of the matter in front of him, and it might even not be directed at him.
But even so, Xiao Zheng was quite annoyed.
"Why? Is it so easy to bully me, Xiao Zheng?" "You want to vent your anger, but you use me as a brazier?"
"You have been spoiled!"
Xiao Zheng's eyes gradually became cold, and he stared at Bai Wushuang with sharp and cold eyes. "Little Bai, I understand that you have lost your family, so you are not in a very good mood."
After a pause, Xiao Zheng changed the topic and slowly approached Bai Wushuang. "But I also warn you, don't mess with me. I have no obligation to help you, and I have no interest in helping you. "
Xiao Zheng's tough attitude surprised many people at the scene. But many people thought it was normal.
"After all, he is a guest. As the host, you don't have to be so mean, do you?"
"What's more, Mr. Xiao is not a small figure." "Why should others bear the pain for you when someone in your family died?"
The scene was in a stalemate for a while, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, which was extremely pungent!
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