Chapter 284
Chapter 284: Plea for Help
Translator: Min_Lee Editor: Tennesh
Fang Zhao didn't know what kind of gossip the security guards on the cruise ship were trading about him . He was preoccupied with the prospect of running into Director Roman at the auction later in the day . How many competitors were also in the running? How would he deal with them?
Thanks to habits formed during the Period of Destruction, Fang Zhao was a fast eater, although he had already slowed down significantly to cope with his current life . Still, he was faster than the others . He started noticing curious glances thrown his way, but they bore no ill will, so he didn't mind .
After finishing his meal, Fang Zhao checked the time . There was still a while to go before the auction started, so he called Zuo Yu for an update .
Zuo Yu had no news on Roman's whereabouts but had overheard some folks mentioning the director in conversation . They all knew about the auction, so odds were Fang Zhao would run into quite a few like-minded folks at the auction .
After hanging up, it was about time, but just as he was getting ready to get up and leave, Fang Zhao heard his name called with a soft laugh . "Fang Zhao?"
He lifted his head to see a beautiful blonde girl take a seat across from him . She was holding half a cup of fruit tea whose aroma was wafting through the air .
The blonde girl stared at Fang Zhao . "I know who you are . I saw you at the Fiery Bird annual gala that year in Huangzhou . My friend and I are fans of yours!"
Even though she sounded quite emotional and her facial expressions were exaggerated, her gaze was relatively calm .
Fang Zhao had come across many crazy fans in Yanzhou . He could tell instantly that the blonde girl before him was faking it .
Then again, her indifference was also understandable . Someone who showed up on a luxury cruise ship filled with rich people in Teasandsea had to come from money . A-list celebrities were regular sightings, so Fang Zhao was nothing to write home about .
Also, judging from her pattern of speech, Fang Zhao guessed she was from Huangzhou . Apart from her snobbish tone and her comment, there was also her syntax and accent .
"What are you doing here? You're not . . . " The blonde leaned in, her bright blue eyes staring at Fang Zhao flirtatiously . "Are you here for Director Roman too?"
Fang Zhao glanced at the girl, probably still in secondary school, and arched his eyebrows slightly . He was about to answer when he heard the blonde continue .
"It's OK if you don't own up to it . Totally understandable . Eight out of the 10 actors I ran into today are here for Roman . The auction is about to start . I won't keep you . Why don't you sign me an autograph as a keepsake? I have two friends who are also your fans . Pity they are out shopping . "
She claimed to want Fang Zhao's autograph, but she had absolutely nothing for him to sign, not a piece of paper or anything, not even a pen .
Fang Zhao stared at her in silence .
Realizing she didn't have anything handy, the blonde took off her jacket and tossed it in front of Fang Zhao, without any hint of embarrassment . "Sign here . "
The blonde girl wore a skimpy tank top that revealed a big chunk of her midriff, her look typical of the type of wholesome beauty common during teenage rebellion—part innocent, part sexy .
She rotated her teacup with one hand and twirled her hair with another as she gauged Fang Zhao with a mischievous smile . She wanted to jam Fang Zhao in a moment of embarrassment or awkwardness, or any other type of discomfort .
Fang Zhao glanced at the young woman, raised his arms to shut a nearby window and asked a waiter to bring a pen that would leave a permanent mark on clothing . He signed quickly and returned the jacket .
"The evening breeze is very chilly . The temperature gets quite low outside . "
The blonde blanked . It clearly wasn't the response she had been expecting . She picked up her autographed jacket without so much as a glance and said, "Do you have anything else to say to me?"
Fang Zhao pondered, then, with a kind smile, responded, "Have you finished your homework yet?"
" . . . "
That comment came across even chillier than the sea breeze .
The blonde froze, a look of astonishment replacing her mischievous smile . She hadn't expected Fang Zhao to say something like that .
She was a rising year-six secondary student, the equivalent of a rising senior under the education system of the Old Era . The workload at most New Era secondary schools was typically quite heavy in the summer between year five and year six . Summer vacation wasn't over yet in Huangzhou, and the new term was about to start . The summer workload was indeed significant, something even a rich kid had to cope with, not to mention the fact she still hadn't finished her summer homework .
F*ck!
Party pooper!
The blonde girl stopped smiling . She frowned, hissed, and stormed out .
Fang Zhao sighed . "I really don't know what's going on in the heads of kids these days . "
He was just about to leave when he got another call .
It was a number he didn't recognize, but it was tagged verified . Fang Zhao put it through .
"Fang Zhao? This is Eric, head of security here on Teasandsea Cruise Ship No . 9 . "
A pale-looking Eric was sitting in his office . After receiving the tip from Fang Zhao, he had dug up footage of the suspicious-looking man, and he had found the man questionable as well . He had sent officers to pick the man up while keeping an eye on the surveillance footage, but lo and behold, the suspect had disappeared and his men couldn't track him down .
Meanwhile, Eric had gotten word after ordering a thorough inspection of the entire vessel that two heavily injured sailors had been found unconscious in a storeroom . They would have been lost causes had they been found any later .
After confirming that something was going down, Eric had ordered his men to locate the suspect while continuing the inspection and keeping up appearances .
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