The next morning, as agreed, Xu Xiangbei went to Earth Sea Zijin Real Estate with Ah Rong.

Today, Xu Xiangbei didn’t drive. Instead, he lazily lay in the passenger seat of a black Lamborghini, listening to powerful music and enjoying the pleasure of being a passenger.

Ah Rong drove her sleek, formidable-looking Lamborghini, weaving through the traffic, and soon arrived at the Zijin Real Estate Company on the outskirts of the city.

Zijin Real Estate is located in a modern high-rise building with over ten floors, featuring a unique, trendy design, with a Suzhou garden-style courtyard built at the back.

Creeper-covered pavilions and terraces, red walls, and green tiles, with clear water flowing in the pond and fragrant flowers and colorful plants in the garden, create a picturesque scene.

In the corner of the garden stood a four-story pavilion, with an antique flavor, red walls, green tiles, and carved railings, giving a sense of traversing time to an ancient world.

Through a winding decorative corridor and across a rippling artificial lake, they arrived in front of an elegant and beautiful small building.

Approaching the building, the clear and ethereal sounds of the guzheng could be heard coming from inside.

Xu Xiangbei looked up to see Qin Libao and his son Qin Daming standing on the balcony of a glass sunroom on the second floor, waving at him.

Although Qin Libao’s character was questionable, the classical garden building he constructed had some charm, befitting someone in real estate, taking advantage of opportunities when they arise.

As Xu Xiangbei entered the second-floor hall of the small building, he found it crowded with people and filled with delicious food and wine, like a bustling buffet restaurant.

Among the crowd, Xu Xiangbei recognized several old acquaintances, the most conspicuous being Huang Qinghai, whose clothes were the brightest. He wore a yellow Versace suit, black and white striped rhino leather shoes, and a frilly tie.

Not only was his attire eye-catching, but standing beside him were two tall and beautiful women with outstanding temperaments, likely third-tier starlets, clinging to his arms on either side.

Upon seeing Xu Xiangbei, Huang Qinghai opened his arms and embraced him, saying, "My dear boy, long time no see. Have you been feeling bored recently, leaving your medical practice to become the CEO of Thunderbird Group? A wise choice, switching from medicine to business."

Xu Xiangbei exuberantly said, "President Huang, you’ve put on some weight again. Although I became the CEO of Thunderbird Group, my medical skills remain. Seeing your poor complexion, have you been overworked lately? You need to take care of yourself. Shall I prescribe some medicine to rejuvenate you?"

Xu Xiangbei was just teasing him, but Huang Qinghai genuinely considered it, lowering his voice: "Dr. Xu, do you really have a good formula? I actually need it, money isn’t an issue as long as it works."

Xu Xiangbei smiled ambiguously: "Okay, I’ll go back today and make some pills for you, helping you maintain your stamina and power."

"I thought I was quite the player, but compared to Dr. Xu, I fall short,"

After saying this, both of them laughed heartily, while Ah Rong, standing beside, showed a face of disgust and disdain, muttering to herself, "Old lecher, young lecher, none of them are good people."

It seemed today’s gathering was like an Earth Sea business community event, attended by the elites of the Earth Sea business scene, including the ever-enthusiastic Shen Congru.

Shen Congru raised his glass to Xu Xiangbei, "Ha, I keep bumping into you everywhere, and you’re always with a beauty. Let’s have a drink together."

Ah Rong was not one of those entertainers, she coldly replied, "Sorry, I don’t drink."

Shen Congru was a bit taken aback by Ah Rong’s blunt refusal. This was a first for him—a young, suave executive of a commercial bank seldom met rejection, especially from women who usually greeted him with eager smiles. Yet, Ah Rong refused to even share a drink, leaving Shen Congru momentarily at a loss.

Knowing Ah Rong’s peculiar temperament, Xu Xiangbei smiled and clinked glasses with Shen Congru: "My beautiful driver doesn’t drink, but we two can."

Shen Congru, full of curiosity, pulled Xu Xiangbei aside and whispered: "You’re not handling your company affairs, why would you think of gambling with Boss Qin’s steward?"

Surprised by Shen Congru’s words, Xu Xiangbei frowned: "What gambling? I’m here to collect a debt. Last night, I caught Qin Libao and made him agree to repay fifty million in goods. We arranged to meet here for the payment."

Shen Congru looked enlightened, his eyes carrying deep sympathy that seemed to say Xu Xiangbei had been tricked by Qin Libao.

Xu Xiangbei seemed to share the sentiment, taking a deep breath, realizing Qin Libao wouldn’t pay up so easily. Just as he suspected.

Xu Xiangbei was prepared; if Qin Libao dared to default, he’d let Ah Rong deal with him. However, with so many prominent figures from the Earth-Sea business world present, he couldn’t make any rash move against Qin Libao in front of these people.

The old fox was damn cunning, daring to fool him, practically asking for it.

The Qin father and son watched Xu Xiangbei with a provocative smile, while Uncle Qin, accompanied by Judo team member Big Shrimp and several strong security guards, stood guard at the door, well-prepared.

Xu Xiangbei observed the security guards and sensed they were not ordinary—they held themselves with a poise reminiscent of Mount Tai. Uncle Qin treated them with respect and courtesy, which suggested they were not just any guards.

Their skin had a faint sheen, a glow typical of individuals possessing Ancient Martial Internal Power, leading Xu Xiangbei to conclude they were internal martial arts experts specifically hired by Qin Libao.

Xu Xiangbei noticed a rectangular purple sandalwood table placed in the center of the living room, with a pair of intricately carved chairs at either end. On the table, at the center, was a black peach wood dice cup.

Seeing the dice cup, Xu Xiangbei realized Qin Libao wasn’t planning to repay the goods but intended to involve him in some sort of game.

No wonder Huang Qinghai was present; the guy was a gambling fiend, easily drawn to bets. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

This easily explained the earlier mocking look in Huang Qinghai’s eyes, implying that Xu Xiangbei was about to engage in a dice game that piqued even more interest than his other pursuits.

Feeling a sense of deception, Xu Xiangbei was slightly angry—fine, if they wanted to play with him, he would play with them properly.

He nonchalantly picked up a glass of luminescent, flavorful wine from the table, along with a few chocolate chip cookies, savoring them with enjoyment.

Ah Rong also noticed the peculiar aura of the security guards. Their provocative glances directed at her prompted her to approach Xu Xiangbei, mimicking interest by picking up a glass of red wine.

In a low voice, Ah Rong said, "Things don’t seem right; should we leave now?"

Xu Xiangbei calmly replied with a smile, "No rush, let’s see what they’re up to. Since we’re here, let’s enjoy their little game out of courtesy."