My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 909: Killing to Establish Authority Arrives

Inside the Galaxy Hotel.

The delay in their schedules made the big shots’ hearts incredibly heavy, as if a thick layer of dark clouds had descended upon them.

Ye Fan’s disappearance tugged at their nerves, and with the organization making significant moves, they became tense as well.

In Guo Xiong’s room, he was on the phone with his son Guo Zhongtian.

Guo Zhongtian had already escaped Zhuhai City with Guan Feitian and returned safely to Macao.

"Dad, the undercurrents in Zhuhai City are treacherous and dangerous, you should come back, don’t stay in that troubled place. If something happens to you, the Guo Family will have to reshuffle," Guo Zhongtian said with deep concern.

"I’m fine, the assassination plot against the Chu Group was hatched by Guan Feitian and me, no one else knows, the Chu Group couldn’t possibly know that the Guo Family is involved, so I’m safe. Besides, the Chu Group is already struggling to take care of itself, how could they have the time to bother with me? They wouldn’t dare to oppose the Guo Family even when Ye Fan was fine," Guo Xiong said confidently, considering himself to be in control of the situation and therefore feeling assured.

"Dad, you never know, if the Chu Group were to retaliate in desperation, they would definitely target you among all the big shots, so your situation is very dangerous," Guo Zhongtian implored earnestly.

His cautiousness stemmed from two considerations: first, guilty conscience; since they hadn’t succeeded in killing anyone, he felt they should flee to avoid unforeseen circumstances. Secondly, if something happened to Guo Xiong, Guo Zhongtian feared his status in the Guo Family would plummet, possibly reducing him to a minor role in their prestigious lineage.

Guo Zhongtian’s selfish concerns painfully highlighted the predicament Guo Xiong now faced.

He naturally came to this conclusion, believing that Zhuhai City was currently anything but peaceful, fearing something might happen to Guo Xiong.

Guo Xiong believed the Chu Group wouldn’t dare direct their killing intent at him for several reasons. First, Guan Feitian, the real mastermind behind the assassination attempt, hadn’t shown his face; second, the responsibility for Ye Fan’s incident didn’t lie with him or the other big shots. No one needed to bear responsibility for merely watching the drama unfold; if the Chu Group insisted on settling scores, it would mean opposing all the big shots, something they wouldn’t dare to do; third, even during its prime, the Chu Group wouldn’t want to directly provoke the Guo Family, given the immense stakes involved in such a rivalry between two massive corporations. Now, with the Chu Group unable to fend for itself, making an enemy of the Guo Family would be digging their own grave.

"Don’t worry about me, have Guan Feitian reflect on the mess he’s made, leaving me to handle the aftermath," Guo Xiong vented his frustration.

"Young Master Guan is also scared this time, knowing he’s caused a huge mess; he doesn’t even dare contact you. The God of Gamblers is also looking to punish him, and no one knows where he’s hiding. People are searching for him everywhere but haven’t found him yet," Guo Zhongtian complained bitterly, before again advising, "Dad, maybe you should have some experts around for protection, so I can rest easier?"

"Stop worrying about that. If I randomly started moving people around now, wouldn’t that make people talk? The organization is keeping a close watch; Ye Fan’s incident needs an explanation. If I get caught in the crossfire now, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?" Guo Xiong responded helplessly.

After a few brief instructions, Guo Xiong hung up the phone.

He lamented, "My damn son has no sense of the bigger picture. At the first sign of trouble, he selfishly thinks only of himself, worried about me, when really, he’s afraid my misfortune would cut off his own future, leaving him without a foothold in the Guo Family."

If Guo Zhongtian had any real ability, he wouldn’t be so petty or care so much about Guo Xiong’s life and death.

At the slightest disturbance, Guo Zhongtian panics at the thought of Guo Xiong’s possible demise, driven by a selfishness taken to the extreme.

Guo Xiong lit a cigar, sitting on the sofa; it was already midnight, but he couldn’t sleep. He squinted slightly, reflecting, "I thought the Chu Group was at most a tiger, but who knew its backing was so solid."

The turmoil stirred up in Zhuhai City was something even Tang Jian’an, the host, found difficult to handle, illustrating just how deep the waters ran.

"Patriarch, it’s late. You should rest," a man with a hooked nose dressed in an expensive suit spoke softly, not far from Guo Xiong.

The hooked nose man was one of the Human Body Limit experts of the Guo Family.

Acquiring such skills, wasn’t it just to serve the powerful families?

This was precisely the case for the hooked nose man, who had earlier drifted through the worlds of mercenaries and assassins before growing tired and serving the Guo Family. Although he lost some freedom, his lifetime of wealth was secured, and he no longer needed to fight and kill, playing a crucial role only at key moments.

"I can’t sleep. I’m just thinking over some things; don’t mind me," Guo Xiong replied calmly.

"Understood." The hooked nose man bowed slightly and fell silent.

For most of the day, the hooked nose man shadowed Guo Xiong as his personal bodyguard.

Even when Guo Xiong went to sleep, the hooked nose man remained on high alert.

But at that very moment, the hooked nose man’s brow furrowed tightly, as a faint sound of a lock being picked reached his ears, indicative of ill intent at such an hour.

"Ordinary thieves wouldn’t even be able to get into the Galaxy Hotel; the ones entering now can’t be simple people, they’re definitely targeting the Patriarch. If they’re foolish, they’re here to die, but if they’re prepared, it’s dangerous, suggesting they know the lay of the land and aren’t concerned about me," the hooked nose man quickly reasoned the situation through, fearing most the scenario of prepared adversaries, as it would spell danger for the Patriarch.

"Patriarch, quickly hide," the hooked nose man urged anxiously.

"What’s happening?" Guo Xiong’s expression tightened. Seeing the tension on the hooked nose man’s face, an uneasy feeling rose within him.

"Enemies," the hooked nose man replied quickly.

"What? Enemies? With such heavy guard here, who could bypass the Tang Family’s watch to attack me? How could it be possible?" Guo Xiong was utterly disoriented.

Recalling the recent incident where the Black Fox had kidnapped Tang Jian’an’s son, he suddenly felt a wave of fear. If someone were determined to kill him regardless of means, it would mean the other side was well-prepared, diminishing his chances of survival to almost nothing.

"What should we do?" Guo Xiong fretted anxiously.

"Patriarch, hide first, I’ll handle it. If the enemies are strong, I’ll hold them off for you to escape. If they’re numerous, stay hidden and send for help without making any noise," the hooked nose man had already devised a plan.