Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 577 Where to Find Him

At first, everyone was full of expectations and secretly thought that the lawyer might have already hurried away from his warm home.

At this moment, he was riding in a car, speeding through the busy and noisy streets, heading towards where they were.

As time passed quietly like fine sand, without stopping for a minute or a second, the sun hanging high in the sky gradually rose higher, pouring down its scorching light without reservation.

The light and shadows on the ground kept changing, from long and narrow to short and thick, and then gradually tilted.

However, during this long wait, the familiar figure of the lawyer never appeared.

At this time, Huo Yingdong, who was always known for his calmness and composure, couldn't help but frowned slightly. His two thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, like a locked city gate, full of worry.

He spoke with a worried look, his voice trembling slightly, and asked, "Could it be... missing?"

If it weren't for the thrilling and horrifying assassination that happened some time ago, the smell of blood and danger would still seem to be lingering in the air and would not dissipate for a long time.

I'm afraid that with Huo Yingdong's calm personality, he wouldn't be so paranoid and see enemies everywhere.

Now, as long as there is the slightest abnormal situation, he will involuntarily think whether he has encountered another accident. His nerves are always as tense as a fully drawn bowstring and he dare not relax at all.

Hearing this, He Hongshen's hand, which was holding the teacup, suddenly stopped, and the tea almost splashed out of the cup.

He was stunned at first, and a look of disbelief flashed across his face for a moment, as if he had heard the most absurd story in the world, with his eyes wide open and his lips slightly open.

But after this brief moment of astonishment, a series of abnormal situations within the company recently flashed through his mind quickly. Those seemingly isolated events now seemed to have the possibility of being connected in series.

He himself seemed to think that this possibility was not completely non-existent. His originally straight back unconsciously bent slightly, and his firm tone instantly became hesitant: "It should... not be possible?"

As soon as he said this, he realized his own powerlessness and guilt, and his voice became smaller and smaller, as if in this empty office, he was quietly swallowed up by the invisible and unknown fear, leaving him with only a heart full of uneasiness and confusion.

Then, He Hongshen suddenly turned his head and glanced at Ye Han and others beside him with a sharp gaze.

Ye Han's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed. He looked at Ho Ying-tung beside him. His eyes were filled with anxiety and determination, just like the gloom before a storm.

He Hongshen spoke first, his voice low but full of unquestionable decisiveness: "We can't wait any longer, we must act immediately!"

Everyone nodded, and a tacit understanding was reached in this silent communication.

At that moment, they made a prompt decision - immediately dispatched their most capable men, divided into several groups, to rush to the home of the Portuguese lawyer Lubadu to look for him.

Before setting off, He Hongshen specifically called the leader to his side and warned him sternly: "Be very alert on the road, keep your eyes open, and don't miss any corner, whether it's an alley or a hidden fork on the road, you have to look carefully to see if you can happen to run into the car driven by the other party. This operation must succeed, not fail!"

The person who was instructed nodded solemnly, then rushed out with his men like an arrow and disappeared into the night.

After receiving the order, the two groups of people immediately felt like they were facing a great enemy. Their respective leaders issued brief and powerful action instructions, and the team members moved quickly and ran towards the vehicle in an orderly manner.

In a moment, the engine roared and the vehicle sped away like an arrow.

They started their search along different routes carefully planned in advance. One group went along a busy main road. The hustle and bustle among the tall buildings did not distract their attention at all.

The other group drove through the narrow old streets and alleys, with mottled walls and messy wires flying past the car windows.

They are like two parallel streams, rushing towards a direction full of unknown and mystery.

Along the way, the vehicles were speeding and the scenery on both sides of the street were rapidly receding like phantoms, but their hearts were as if hanging by a heavy stone. They dared not relax at all and were always alert to any clues that might appear.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second was like a blunt knife, slowly pulling at everyone's tense nerves.

The two groups of people waited in agony and finally met successfully at the doorstep of Lubadu's house as agreed.

However, the scene before them was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing everyone's hope.

The heavy iron door was like a towering mountain, tightly locked. The cold metallic luster exuded a chill that kept people away, as if an insurmountable chasm stood in front of everyone.

Everyone was extremely anxious and banged on the iron gate with all their might. Their palms fell again and again until it hurt. The dull knocking sounds kept echoing in front of the empty and silent door, as if trying in vain to break the silence.

Every knock was filled with anxiety and expectation, but the only response they got was the endless dull echo.

Half a while passed quietly, and there was still no movement in the house, no one answered. The dead silence was like an invisible net, covering the place tightly, making people feel deeply desperate and helpless.

Those who were unwilling to give up were like ants on a hot pan, looking anxious and staggering as they hurried towards the garage downstairs.

Their breathing became heavy due to their rapid running, and their eyes were full of anxiety and unwillingness. They hoped to find any trace of Lubadu in the garage, or discover the car he was driving.

Stepping into the garage, the lights were dim and the cold concrete floor gave off a chill. The lights on the wall lengthened the figures of everyone, adding a sense of loneliness.

There were several unfamiliar vehicles parked in the garage, covered with a thin layer of dust, and it was obvious that they had been parked for a long time.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, searching everywhere without missing any corner, but apart from the cold environment and strange vehicles, they could not see any clues related to Lubadu.

The empty garage was eerily quiet, like a huge, bottomless black hole that ruthlessly swallowed up all the hopes in their hearts and plunged everyone into endless loss and confusion.

In desperation, the people who were sent out hurried back with solemn expressions, their faces full of disappointment and anxiety, and they hurried to report the situation to He Hongshen.

Hearing the report, the teacup in He Hongshen's hand trembled violently, and the scalding hot tea splashed out and fell on his expensive suit, but he was unaware of it. He widened his eyes, his eyes full of shock and disbelief, and muttered to himself: "So... Lubadu was kidnapped?"

The man at the side was silent for a long time, frowning, as if he was weighing how to say it, then he slowly nodded and said, "It is indeed possible. Lubadu usually travels regularly and has good security, but now he has lost contact without any signs. Even the accompanying vehicle has disappeared, and there is no trace of any clues. It is really hard to explain. After thinking about it, it seems that only a terrifying situation like kidnapping can make sense."

He Hongshen felt his mind was in chaos and his temples were throbbing as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him, almost suffocating him with the pain.

He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his swollen and aching temple vigorously, his brows furrowed. Every movement revealed his fatigue that was difficult to conceal, as if he would be crushed by the heavy pressure in the next second.

After a while, he sighed heavily, his voice full of powerlessness and anxiety: "This is really tricky! For this bidding, the Portuguese side requires that the documents must be written in Portuguese, and the format requirements are complicated and special. All the details are in the sample materials compiled by Lubadu. Now, Lubadu has lost contact, and the whereabouts of those materials are also gone. Changing lawyers temporarily is not feasible at all. Others know very little about the Portuguese bidding document format. Even if we find someone, it's like a housewife without rice can't cook. It won't solve the problem at all!"

"Then what should we do?" A subordinate who participated in the discussion asked almost desperately, with a frown on his face and beads of sweat on his forehead, his voice full of undisguised anxiety and uncontrollable trembling.

He Hong took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently, trying to suppress the chaotic emotions in her chest that were like surging waves.

He closed his eyes, frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The panic and anxiety in his heart hit his reason like waves.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. The panic in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination. His lips trembled slightly as he finally spoke slowly, "Fortunately, there is still plenty of time. It is only 9 o'clock in the morning. We must continue to search for Lubadu's whereabouts. This is the only way at the moment. Maybe we can find him if we are lucky."

Although everyone's hearts were shrouded in a cloud of worry and the atmosphere in the conference room was heavy and almost suffocating, there was really no other choice at this time.

After a brief silence, someone nodded first, and then others responded one after another. Their determined eyes revealed their determination to complete the bidding task no matter how thorny the road ahead was.

After a heated discussion, arguments broke out in the conference room, and everyone's emotions became more and more heated. In the end, they all agreed that this time they could not just run along at the bottom price and play a supporting role as in the past.

They decided to go all out, even to exhaust all their resources, and pay a high price at all costs to win the bid, to burn their boats and fight with their backs against the wall, just to create a new world in this business war.

However, on this fateful last day, when the entire team was gearing up and preparing to write the bid, an unexpected change happened like a bombshell, shattering all plans.

Lubadu, the only lawyer who was proficient in drafting bids and was responsible for the key mission of the project's success, disappeared mysteriously as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth!

This bid is by no means an ordinary business document. Its format is unique and special, like a mysterious ancient code that ordinary lawyers have no idea about.

The format details contain a crisscross of clauses, like an intricate maze. It requires not only a deep understanding of Portuguese business regulations, but also rich practical experience to accurately grasp the essence of them.

Even if ordinary lawyers receive detailed requirements, they will be confused and at a loss when faced with the dense and obscure clauses.

At this point, hastily looking for other lawyers to help out is undoubtedly a gamble. There is no way to ensure that the other party can strictly follow the strict requirements stipulated in the tender documents within a limited time and carefully craft a qualified bid.

In such a desperate situation, the only hope at present is to race against time and try every means to find Lubadu and get the project back on track.

He Yuzhu and Huo Yingdong stood there in a daze, looking at each other. When their eyes met, there was deep helplessness and disbelief.

They had been through many hardships before and had escaped from the brink of life and death many times, but they had never expected that Fu Laorong and Gao Kening would be so insidious and cunning and resort to such a vicious plan to cut off the source of their trouble.

They had managed to escape the previous thrilling assassination attempt thanks to their extraordinary courage and luck, and they thought the enemy would stop there or use other conventional means. However, they never expected that this time the enemy would take an unconventional approach and use such a special method to hit the vital points.

They accurately grasped the fatal weakness of He Yuzhu and others - lawyer Lubadu, who had no military background at all.

Before this, everyone was on edge under the repeated attacks of both open and concealed attacks, and all their energy was focused on dealing with various life-and-death crises.

He was worried and sleepless every day, thinking only of how to ensure his own safety. He had no time to take care of other things and never considered taking appropriate protective measures for the seemingly insignificant Lubadu.

After all, in their eyes, Lubadu was just a weak scholar in charge of legal affairs, far away from the disputes in the world. Who could have thought that someone would be so vicious as to attack him, a seemingly harmless person?

The current situation is like a thorny bush, extremely difficult.

Lubadu is the backbone of the team in writing bids. Once he is lost, the entire team will be like a bird with a broken wing, and it will be difficult to find someone who can carefully craft a bid for them.

In this ever-changing gambling bidding arena, the standard bid documents required for bidding are like the key to opening the door to victory.

The Governor of Macau, Ma Jishi, was extremely strict about the issuance of gambling licenses, and he attached particular importance to the standardization of the bids. In his eyes, the standardization of the bids was by no means a trivial matter, but one of the key thresholds in determining whether a gambling license could be obtained, and it could even be said to be the top priority.

Losing Lubadu, an expert in writing bids, means losing the ability to produce bids that meet Ma Jishi's requirements. In this way, the crucial gambling card will probably never fall into their hands again.

At this time, the atmosphere in the restaurant was solemn. Everyone looked alert and slowly filed out of the restaurant one after another.

The team even included the four people who had been taken captive. They looked dejected and had unsteady steps as they moved forward under the close surveillance of everyone.

At this moment, the situation was like a bowstring that was stretched to the extreme, and no one dared to take it lightly.