Chapter 241 - Bye, Murderers

Qing Chen and Wuming walked back inside the house and went to their father's study. All the files had been labeled and were organized efficiently. When they got inside, they both eyed the chair and when Qing Chen was about to walk to the ones in front of the desk, Wuming stopped him.

"What are you doing? Sit in his chair."

"He's not dead yet. I am not going to take his seat."

"Oh, psh," Wuming said and sat down. "Just take it." He cursed under his breath.

Qing Chen took his father's seat. It was far too wide for his slim frame. Then it also made him think about if he were really the right one to be here. The office had an old design with varnished wood and the air felt a little stuffy. That or he was just getting suffocated with his new position.

"First things first," Qing Chen said and pulled a black folder from its pile. The mafia was in a more vulnerable state than The Kingly. The Kingly had a lot of pillars that could hold it up. It was more stable and safe. In Enigma, only a few people could run it, and unfortunately, its heads were both retired as of today. So it meant, it was him and Feng Xuan.

With the thought of his wife, he wished that she was taking this in stride. There was a huge chance that she would be excited with this but still Qing Chen was a little nervous with what she would decide upon.

It had been the first time in months that Qing Chen would finally get a report about the mafia and it was a surprise that the first thing he read made him smile. 

He handed Wuming the folder. "Can you really believe that the murder of Mr. Wei and Mr. Zhang actually reduced the violations?"

Wuming had an identical smile. "And father said we should never kill friends."

Qing Chen flipped to the other folders, it was categorized by business. Everything looked stable and for a few minutes that was all he and Wuming did. 

"I'm naming you my right hand," Qing Chen said when he handed his brother the second to last folder. 

Wuming only nodded at him. Wuming was already too familiar with the business, after all he was the one who was meant to sit on that chair. Now all he had to do was sign all the papers Qing Chen would also sign.

Qing Chen did a double-take on the last folder. "There's another auction at The Underground?"

His father had always personally handled the event whenever there was one and this field was the only part that Qing Zihao had shut the doors to his son. Mainly, because the contacts refused to transact with anyone other than the organizer of the event.

"What are they selling?"

"Some paintings and lost treasures."

"Damn," Wuming commented. The auctions at The Underground was one of the things that put them in a high risk of getting caught. Rich people, hundreds of them would all meet in one place. And that place was at the bas.e.m.e.nt of the hotel. "Have you ever supervised this event?"

Qing Chen shook his head. The last auction happened right before he was named the new mafia lord. That was where he got the diamond for the engagement ring. 

"Well, seems like Father was just really trying to annoy us."

Qing Chen found that there was no name yet that was written on who would organize it. He should just name someone but as this was his first Underground auction, he decided to write his own name on it and then signed the bottom of the paper.

"You're really going to do that?" asked Wuming.

"Yeah, I need this to be smooth sailing and I have to know who are the people behind this. We don't always get the names of the smugglers who brings the treasures to us."

"Are you think about ending The Underground auctions?"

"It's included in my plans. But first, I need to know how destructive it could be."

He turned his attention back on the other papers in the folder. There were lists of items and their current locations. Some were already in the possession of Enigma, some were on the way, and some were waiting for approval to be brought here. The prices were on the right side then at the bottom with the total, was Enigma's cut on the transactions.

It was more than what the hotel could earn in six months.

No wonder their father was too mad when he included this in his plans. Secondly, they tended to The Kingly's matters.

His priority was putting the Dai shares in Feng Xuan's name. He couldn't help but be excited to have her part of the company. It would definitely make the meetings less dull.

While wrapping up, Qing Lok passed the door and he stopped when he saw his brothers busy.

"You two can't really wait to take his place."

Wuming only sighed.

"Nothing of that sort," Qing Chen answered. "The businesses are not going to run themselves. Do you wish to take part?"

Qing Lok leaned against the doorframe. "And be with my brothers who want to kill our dad? Are you going to kill me too?"

Now it was Qing Chen who cursed under his breath. "We're not going to kill Father. He's on vacation and we need to do our part to keep things together. If you don't want to participate to any of it, just live your best life."

"Oh, I will!"

"Where are you going?" asked Wuming.

"I'm going to meet Meilien."

"First name basis, huh?"

Qing Lok rolled his eyes. "Bye, murderers."

"Right back at you," said Qing Chen. When Qing Lok was gone he shook his head. "Something's up his butt."

"We're going to have to do something about him soon. But on the other hand, what about The Zookeeper?"