Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 806: An Unexpected Visitor, Property Funds Arrive!

The production team’s filming had thus reached September, and the day to board the cruise ship was getting ever closer.

September in Hong Kong was unusually stifling this year; even many pedestrians on the streets had gradually changed into cooler tank tops and shorts.

Travelers who had just stepped out of the airport’s gates’ first move was to take off their coats to avoid being drenched in sweat and feeling miserable.

In such an atmosphere, a foreign man carrying a briefcase and dressed in a black suit stood out all the more.

He kept his head down, reading messages on his phone as he strode forward with the briefcase in hand. He paid no mind to the curious glances from passersby, as if completely unaffected by the heat. Even the topmost shirt button was neatly fastened, and despite the wear from travel his clothes were not wrinkled; he looked every bit the professional butler from an aristocratic Western household.

It was hard not to stare at a foreigner like that.

However, he didn’t linger. He quickly got into a prearranged car and disappeared from the airport entrance.

...

Xiao He was woken by a series of knocks on his door.

Groggy, the person in bed first fumbled out his phone to check the time, then lazily tossed the device aside, rolled over, and shut his eyes again.

Unfortunately, the people outside the door were not at all romantic; the next moment, someone swiped open the room door and came in.

"Brother Xiao!"

"Brother Xiao! Wake up! Someone’s here to see you!"

The bedroom door was knocked again, and this time the knocking was louder and closer.

Reluctantly, Xiao He opened his eyes and got up to answer the door.

"Didn't we say we would rest today? The cruise party is the day after tomorrow, can’t I get a little more recovery time?"

Could Director Zhuang have had a last-minute change of plans?

"Brother Xiao, someone came to see you."

Xiao Chen said as he walked in and pulled open the bedroom curtains.

Sure enough, it was already broad daylight outside, and sunlight flooded into the room, illuminating what had been a dim space.

Xiao He squinted and let out a lazy yawn. "Who’s here to see me? Is it about the cruise party? Where’s Sister Liu? Has she met them yet?"

"Sister Liu is already waiting with them. It's a foreigner. He said he can only report to you, so Sister Liu doesn’t know the details either."

"A foreigner?"

Xiao He was now mostly awake, but he was puzzled.

Had he recently met any foreigners?

Xiao He ran through his memory.

It didn’t seem like it...

So why this early visit?

Thinking of recent events made him a little cautious. He immediately climbed out of bed, changed, and instructed Xiao Chen while getting dressed: "You and Sister Liu stay with them and wait. I’ll be right there."

"Okay, I’ll tell Sister Liu."

Xiao Chen answered and turned to leave.

A few minutes later, Xiao He walked out of the bedroom fully dressed.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Sister Liu and an unfamiliar foreign man seated on the living room sofa.

The foreign man had blonde hair and blue eyes, fair skin, a handsome face, and he was even wearing a formal Western dress suit. A professional, meticulous smile hung on his face.

When he saw Xiao He come out, he didn’t wait for Liu Rulan to speak. He rose from the sofa and respectfully approached Xiao He. Bowing slightly, he presented a set of documents with both hands, his tone serious and deferential: "Mr. Xiao, the matters you entrusted have been fully completed. Please review them in person."

Xiao He: ? What is this?

It was early, and his brain was still foggy. Hearing the man launch into formal talk right away left Xiao He stunned.

But very quickly, something he had almost forgotten surged back into his mind—

Almost instinctively, Xiao He opened his system panel.

Sure enough, that million-base property he had drawn last time had, at some point, been successfully credited!

Xiao He immediately probed cautiously: "What I entrusted? Property?"

"Yes."

The foreign man even spoke very standard Mandarin. He remained polite and courteous throughout, appearing highly cultured, which made Xiao He take the matter more seriously.

"Alright, let me see."

Although he had no idea how the System had contacted this man, Xiao He pretended to be calm and opened the documents to inspect them.

The folder contained a lot of material. Most of it was formal paperwork and certificates; stacked together it made a fairly thick pile. Xiao He flipped through and found that the documents were very thoroughly organized, arranged in detailed procedural order—handy for someone like him who knew nothing about the situation to quickly capture the key points.

This property had been successfully bid on at the largest overseas auction, purchased at an extremely low price—a ridiculous bargain—and all the domestic and foreign procedures were fully handled by a designated agent named "Karlsen Mudell"—the foreign man now sitting in front of Xiao He.

Mr. Karlsen’s profession, broadly speaking, was an international private asset agent. His main job was to bid at auctions on behalf of wealthy principals who couldn’t attend in person, then take responsibility for formally transferring the purchased items to his employer’s name through legal channels, completing the whole handover process.

In fact, the truly wealthy rarely showed up at auctions themselves. The people who did show up were these professional agents, appearing at different auctions to raise paddles and place bids, then handling the paperwork and transfer process for their employers. Frankly, it was these agents who smoothed the procedures, reducing many mid-process complications and handling differences in different countries’ policies and laws so their employers could be at ease.

—Originally, Xiao He had been worried that a property worth a million points would be a substantial building and that handling the paperwork would take a lot of time. Seeing Karlsen, he finally relaxed a little.

As expected from a System product.

Xiao He thought casually.

A criminal system that does things this way—unexpectedly procedural and legalistic.

In a way, it was almost a dark joke.

But the property’s location…

As expected, since he drew the prize in Beijing, the property was in Beijing.

However, staring at the long string of detailed address information precise down to the residential number, Xiao He found it hard to determine the exact location from the name.

After all, he wasn’t a local and only knew Beijing’s famous tourist spots and a few places he frequented when working there. The rest of the geography was unfamiliar to him.

Good news: it’s in Beijing.

Bad news: he didn’t know the place.

So maybe he should take a closer look at China’s map and a world map?

While Xiao He fell silent, Xiao Chen and Liu Rulan came over to peer at the documents.

Noticing Xiao He didn’t stop them, Liu Rulan also boldly scanned the file. When she saw the listed address, puzzlement flashed through her eyes.

The Jinhe Wangfu Gardens?

Isn’t that a scenic area?