Marlon Shepherd and Yusuf Zuck were chatting in the hotel when Marlon received a call from his girlfriend back home, Juliana Nash, who excitedly informed him over the phone that she had been promoted. The promotion of Leila Brown had been anticipated by Marlon Shepherd; after all, she had managed to have Yusuf Zuck keep more than two billion in deposits at their bank, a business she had acquired, which was a significant achievement that could easily elevate her from a counter clerk to a customer manager or a higher position. Indeed, it was a significant step up—Leila Brown informed Marlon Shepherd that she had become the assistant manager of their branch. Securing a major client with a one-time deposit of over twenty billion, so being an assistant branch manager really wasn’t a big deal; it just meant a pay raise and a slight adjustment in rank. "Then I congratulate my dear Leila, I’m with the boss in Hong Kong right now, planning to return within three days. But I still say the same thing, quit your job, you should be enjoying life." Marlon Shepherd advised on the phone. "Not a chance, life should be colorful and flavorful. I need to have my own career to make my life more fulfilling. But I warn you, don’t you dare get corrupted!" Follow current novᴇls on N0velFire.ɴet "I won’t, the big boss is very strict about these things and doesn’t allow subordinates to have a bad style." While saying this, Marlon Shepherd glanced at Yusuf Zuck. "Cut it out, as if his style isn’t bad. But I trust you. Mm-hmm, we’re getting married next month, and I want to hire a celebrity as the host. Can you ask Yusuf Zuck if he knows anyone? Help me find one then." "Sure, I got it, I’ll arrange it." After finishing, Marlon Shepherd ended the call. "A celebrity as the host, huh? I don’t know anyone either, but I’ll help you ask around. Worst comes to worst, we can just throw money at the problem, right?" Yusuf Zuck pulled out his phone and called Everest Zuck to ask about the wedding host. "I can connect you with someone, but the price you’ll have to negotiate on your own. These days even the CCTV hosts are moonlighting for extra cash, because their salary and bonus wouldn’t cover their expenses." "Ok, give me the number, and then I’ll let them negotiate on their own." "Right, I heard that Petty Family’s patriarch is awake? Bro, I really admire you, that Petty Family is a great tree to take shade under!" "In the future, if you can’t cure an illness, come to me. I’m starting to practice medicine, but consults start at a billion, same price for everyone!" "What about the poor? What if they don’t have a billion?" Everest Zuck said with a chuckle. "Then I’ll just send Jerome Hart to treat them, haha, he’s better at medicine than I am, I’m just fiddling around, just kidding with you." "Alright then, this could also be a source of income for me. In the future, if you get a good deal , I’ll act as the middleman and take a commission or something!" "Haha." The two laughed heartily before hanging up. Soon after, Yusuf Zuck received a call from Everest Zuck, introducing him to an agent named Wayne Cooke, who seemed to know many hosts or celebrities from the entertainment industry. Yusuf Zuck gave the number to Marlon Shepherd, letting him negotiate directly, while he went off to watch TV with Mia. At seven o’clock in the evening, at the InterContinental Seascape Restaurant, seated in a private dining room, they looked out at Victoria Harbour. Daisy Wilkinson was hosting, Marco Tuff had also arrived early, followed by Alvin Petty, Edison Petty, Yusuf Zuck, Marlon Shepherd, and Mia. With just these few people, the dinner didn’t involve much other conversation; they simply thanked Yusuf Zuck for his help in Jakarta and other matters, making for a pleasant evening meal. Marco Tuff, being a savvy individual, didn’t ask a single question about the morning’s events at the hotel. This included the Petty Family elders and other members, they didn’t ask what exactly was the relationship between Yusuf Zuck and Kevin Nash. That’s the difference between shrewd people and the average person—asking might make matters worse, so no matter how curious they were, they refrained. Dinner ended at half-past eight, and Marco Tuff left with Daisy Wilkinson. Alvin Petty and Edison Petty shook hands with Yusuf Zuck to say goodbye, and Marlon Shepherd claimed he was going to meet up with a classmate, so he too left the hotel. And in the hotel that was only Mia and Yusuf Zuck left. "Your dad left you here, isn’t he afraid I might execute you?" Yusuf Zuck joked inside the presidential suite. "If I were to be executed, you would have done it a long time ago, wouldn’t you? Why would you wait until today? So what is he afraid of? But are you really going to execute me tonight?" Mia suddenly asked, batting her large eyes. "Execute my ass. I’ve got to head back to the Mainland overnight." "Ah... Why do you have to leave so soon?" Mia asked anxiously. "I’ve pretty much finished what I came for. Marlon Shepherd will take care of the rest. So I’m heading back to the capital; I’ve got things to do there!" "What things do you have to do that you can’t stay a couple more days with me?" Mia pleaded urgently. "New Year’s is coming up, I’ve got to go back and make arrangements." "Then you... then you..." Mia’s voice trailed off as her eyes began to tear up, she had a million reasons not to let go. "I’ll come back often, and you can come to see me there too." "Fine, fine, then you can at least keep me company while I shop now, right?" Mia conceded. "Sure, let’s go!" Yusuf Zuck got up and headed out. Mia automatically clung to his arm; by now, she had thrown caution to the wind and was shamelessly attached to Yusuf Zuck. After going downstairs, they got into Ross’s mother’s SUV and drove towards the Central shopping plaza. The night in Hong Kong was alive with many malls still open. The south was warm, which is why people in the south enjoyed nightlife, especially in Hong Kong where it was particularly vibrant. At Central, Mia went to a watch counter and immediately used her card to buy Yusuf Zuck a wristwatch worth nearly nine hundred thousand. Then they visited counters for leather shoes, clothes, underwear, and others. From head to toe, she got Yusuf Zuck two outfits, the total value of which amounted to over three million. Yusuf Zuck did not stop her or rush to pay because he knew if he didn’t let her spend some money, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. Around eleven at night, after having a late-night snack, they finally drove toward Shenzhen. Yusuf Zuck was about to cross the border; they would drop him off at the checkpoint. Ross’s mother drove Yusuf Zuck to the Huanggang Port because it was open for clearance twenty-four hours. Of course, what Ross’s mother and Mia didn’t know was that Yusuf Zuck didn’t have a Hong Kong-Macau permit. "My bicycle and backpack, leave them at your place for now. Next time I come over, we’ll continue cycling. And don’t overwork yourself at the job; I’ve already notified your aunt to transfer you to another department. Once you start working again, you’ll move to a different department. Well, that’s about it. Go back, and be careful on your way!" "Hug me before you say that, or I won’t let you go!" Mia said, biting her lip. Yusuf Zuck gently embraced her, and she suddenly moved closer to his face, kissing him passionately. Ross’s mother turned away, while Yusuf Zuck gave Mia’s butt a firm slap and whispered, "Next time I come to Hong Kong, I will execute you!" After saying that, he promptly let go of Mia and strode into the checkpoint channel. "You have the desire but not the courage, hmph!" Mia watched Yusuf Zuck’s retreating figure, and with tears in her eyes, she let out a soft humph. She was waiting for him to make his move, but he didn’t dare! "Miss, Mr. Zuck is a man worth having!" At that moment, Ross’s mother came up to Mia. "He’s just a big bad guy." Mia wiped the tears from the corner of her eye and turned to get into the car.