Except for the colleague not far away from her, almost no one noticed the movement of this little person.
Although the tall foreign man noticed that she turned around and left the banquet hall with her hands folded after the auction, he didn't know where she was going.
Just then the foreman called him.
He thought that it was impossible for an Oriental to go too far. The most he could do was hide in the kitchen and be lazy...
He didn't think too much, turned around, followed the foreman and went to the front to help.
…
The backstage handover was very smooth.
The staff in charge of the auction packaged the genetic medicine for secondary identification and handed it over to the immovable man under the witness of Robert.
Shadow took out a pen from his pocket and swiped his signature on the contract given by the other party, and then handed over a drawn check to the other party.
"This is the auction money."
2 billion is not a small amount, and only a few people can write such a large check.
The staff member took the check from his hand, checked it symbolically, and handed it to Robert standing aside. He said politely: "Mr. Robert, please take a look at the check."
Robert took it casually without really trying to verify the authenticity. He nodded to the shadow: "There's nothing wrong with the check."
Shadow took the brocade box containing the medicine and said to several people in the room: "Since there is no problem with the medicine and the check, I will take the first step."
He said this mainly looking at Robert.
Robert is very easy to talk to: "Okay, walk slowly."
The shadow picked up the things and led the people away from the backstage in rapid strides.
As soon as he leaves.
Only the Sipol family and Robert were left in the background.
The handover was over, and the other party didn't want to stay here any longer, so he said politely: "Mr. Robert, I will go back and report to the eldest lady first."
Robert nodded and motioned for him to get busy.
The Sibor family members left in large numbers, and he was the only one left in the background.
He looked at the check in his hand and pursed his lips, knowing that there were surveillance cameras everywhere, and even if God Q was nearby, it would be impossible for him to come looking for him.
He temporarily put away the 2 billion check, thought about it, and left the backstage to go outside in order not to affect Qiao Nian.
Robert's guess was actually pretty good.
His sixth sense is very accurate.
When he walked out of the backstage, left the charity gala, and even got into the car, eyes were watching his every move.
It wasn't until the car he was sitting in drove into the Pharmacy Association that no one came out. They were staring at his eyes at the intersection before he called his shadow.
"...That person never came out after entering the Pharmacy Association."
"Did he meet anyone on the way?"
"No." The man sitting in the car in front of the Pharmacy Association observed the quiet intersection and affirmed: "He got the check and left from the backstage, got in the car, and then came back. He didn't meet any suspicious people on the road, nor did he
It depends on who he came into contact with. Even now, I haven’t seen anyone come out, not even the driver.”
…
Shadow had just left the banquet venue and was sitting in a modified armored luxury car when he heard the spy on the other end of the phone reporting Robert's situation to him.
After he heard that Robert had not been in contact with anyone along the way, and that he had not come out since returning to the Pharmacy Association, his frown relaxed. He said coldly: "...continue to stare at him!"
He hung up the phone and was still rubbing the corners of the phone with his fingertips, as if thinking about whether there was a trap in this matter.