This middle-aged man was named Wang Zhi, the security manager of Shengshi Group.
Huang Bowen knew him and they had a good relationship, often drinking and socializing together in the past.
He immediately stepped forward and said, "Manager Wang, long time no see!"
"Boss Huang, is this the Purple Thistle Dragon Card yours?"
Wang Zhi waved the Purple Thistle Dragon Card in his hand, asking with a look of confusion.
"How is that possible!" Huang Bowen shook his head. "Although I, Huang Bowen, am not a big shot, I would never do such a despicable thing."
"Despicable thing?"
Wang Zhi's tone was a bit cold, and his brow furrowed.
Seeing this, Huang Bowen's eyes lit up. He pointed at Chen Fan and said, "This person picked up a card from somewhere and is now pretending to be a big shot. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Wang Zhi's brow furrowed as soon as he saw Chen Fan.
Although this person had a certain demeanor at first glance, upon closer inspection of his clothing and attire, the pretense was revealed.
However, out of caution, he patiently asked, "Boss Huang, what makes you say he's an imposter?"
"Haha, Manager Wang, you might not know!"
Huang Bowen laughed heartily. "This person is the live-in son-in-law from the Su family. He's a complete good-for-nothing in the Su family, unable to achieve anything significant."
"Oh?"
Wang Zhi glanced coldly at Chen Fan.
"If he can possess the Purple Thistle Dragon Card, I'll livestream myself performing bestiality!"
Hearing Huang Bowen speak so confidently, Wang Zhi was seventy to eighty percent convinced.
If it were truly as Huang Bowen described, then there could only be one explanation—this card was lost by a distinguished guest, and this person happened to find it and is now posing as a VIP to try and gain benefits.
He had encountered such people before!
With this thought, Wang Zhi's expression immediately turned grim, but he was excited internally.
Because this Purple Thistle Dragon Card was real!
This meant that this person must have found the card belonging to that distinguished guest, or perhaps even stolen it.
That distinguished guest must be anxious about losing their card.
If he could apprehend this person and return the Purple Thistle Dragon Card to the distinguished guest, it would be a great accomplishment, and perhaps he could soar to success and reach the peak of his life!
Wang Zhi, believing he had seen through the protagonist's petty trick, became excited.
But just then, the front desk beauty from before approached him and said, "Manager Wang, Chairman Zhou instructed that as soon as someone with a Purple Thistle Dragon Card arrives, we should report it immediately. We still need to..."
"What do you know!"
Wang Zhi snapped. "Today, the nine directors are gathered here for a momentous occasion. How can such trivial matters disturb them?"
"But... what if..."
The front desk beauty tried to say more but was directly interrupted by Wang Zhi.
"There's no 'but,' and there won't be any 'what if'!"
"What you need to do now is shut your mouth, get out of the way, and don't be a nuisance!"
Hearing this, the front desk beauty could only glance at Chen Fan helplessly, return to her post, and remain silent.
After Wang Zhi had shown off his authority, he waved to the security personnel who had arrived upon hearing the commotion and said, "Apprehend this person! Don't let him escape!"
"Yes!"
Several security personnel immediately stepped forward and surrounded Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's expression darkened slightly, and he stared at Wang Zhi, saying, "Aren't you going to verify it first?"
"How I do things is not for you to dictate!" Wang Zhi sneered. "I now suspect you of stealing the Purple Thistle Dragon Card of our Shengshi Group's VIP. You must cooperate with our investigation. Take him away!"
"Is this the way Shengshi Group operates?" Chen Fan said with a chill in his voice. "If Shengshi Group does business like this, it has no need to exist!"
Huang Bowen and Wang Zhi were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Haha..."
"Have you been kicked by a donkey? How can you say such nonsense!"
"You stole a VIP card and you actually think you're someone important?"
Facing their sarcastic remarks, the coldness on Chen Fan's face intensified. "Call your president out and give me an explanation!"
Huang Bowen, Wang Zhi, and the others heard this and laughed even more heartily, leaning forward and backward, tears even welling up in their eyes.
"Oh, this is killing me!"
Wang Zhi held onto the front desk to avoid falling.
After laughing for a while, he straightened up and said to the security guards, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and arrest this idiot!"
A cold glint flickered in Chen Fan's eyes.
It seemed some people wouldn't shed a tear until they saw the coffin.
...
At the same time, in the top-floor conference room of Shengshi Group.
The nine directors of Shengshi Group sat in their seats.
Each of them wore a tense and anxious expression, much like elementary school students being taken to meet their teacher by their parents.
And Director Yang, whom Jiang Shaolong mentioned, was indeed among them!
But this magnate, whose stomp could shake Hangjiang City, was now seated at the last row!
This meant that here, his status was the lowest!
Time quietly slipped away as they waited. In the blink of an eye, over half an hour had passed, yet not a single one of the nine directors showed even a hint of impatience.
Perhaps, for them, to meet the legend of the financial world, the fabled Mr. Long, they would be willing to wait a lifetime!
But just then, the large screen in the conference room lit up, and Han Shuying's figure appeared.
As soon as the nine directors saw Han Shuying, they immediately showed respect and greeted him in unison.
"Good morning, President Han!"
"Good morning, President Han!"
...
Han Shuying scanned the room and asked doubtfully, "What's going on? It's already nine-thirty, and Mr. Long hasn't arrived yet?"
Director Zhou, the head of the nine directors, said with a wry smile, "We don't know what's happening either. I gave instructions early this morning that anyone with a Purple Thistle Dragon Card should be reported immediately, but we haven't received any news yet!"
"Will Mr. Long not come?"
Someone said with a hint of anxiety.
Upon hearing this, the others immediately perked up their ears and looked at Han Shuying with extreme tension.
Han Shuying's brow furrowed. "Impossible. Mr. Long always keeps his word. If he said he would come, he will definitely come!"
"President Han, why don't you give Mr. Long a call to confirm?"
Director Yang suggested cautiously.
His suggestion was quickly seconded by the others.
Han Shuying gave them a cold look, but finally took out her phone and dialed Chen Fan's number.