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Chapter 74 The Way Smart People Do Things

As for transporting the corpse out for disposal, that was even harder. There were many cameras and a large crowd of passersby along the way, making it possible to be discovered at any moment.

Even transporting it outside to dig a hole and bury it was fraught with difficulties. Remote wild areas were inconvenient for moving a body, while less remote places were easily discovered by others.

If the body was buried shallowly, the strong smell of decay would make it easy to find; if buried deeper, one's physical stamina might not keep up.

In short, and to sum it up, properly disposing of a corpse was an extremely difficult matter.

But with the space ring in Wang Xiuyuan's hand, things were different.

He could just toss the corpse directly into the space ring and wait until he found a suitable site to handle it slowly and at peace.

Furthermore, if the body couldn't be found, the person could only be identified as a missing person, even if everyone knew perfectly well that they had been murdered.

As long as the body wasn't found for a single day, that person could only be classified as missing.

A missing persons case and a homicide are two completely different concepts; at the very least, the intensity with which law enforcement agencies handle these two types of cases is night and day.

After returning to the car, Wang Xiuyuan closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

The bodyguards in the car also noticed that Wang Xiuyuan's mood was a bit off, but they all understood his current state. Not everyone had the ruthlessness required to kill a child.

"Let's head back to New York now."

Holt was quite confused upon hearing Wang Xiuyuan's command. Returning to New York at this time was certainly fine—as the boss, Wang Xiuyuan naturally had the final say.

But what about the over one hundred corpses, more than two hundred million dollars in cash, weapons, ammunition, and a large pile of weed and white powder in the warehouse? Were they just going to leave it all behind?

As a bodyguard, Holt shouldn't have spoken out of turn, but out of concern for safety, he still plucked up the courage to ask Wang Xiuyuan:

"Alright, Boss. It'll take about four or five hours to drive back to New York now; you can get some good rest in the car.

But what about the things in this abandoned warehouse? If they aren't handled promptly, it will definitely cause a massive uproar."

Having a superior's decision questioned by a subordinate is certainly something that can easily make a superior angry, but Wang Xiuyuan didn't feel the slightest bit of anger, all thanks to Holt's proper phrasing.

The cleverness of Holt's words lay in the fact that he didn't start by questioning Wang Xiuyuan's decision, but instead gave an immediate affirmative response to the command.

Once Wang Xiuyuan's decision was acknowledged and obeyed, Holt followed up with clear feedback on the execution level of the instruction, informing him of the specific time it would take to complete and suggesting that Wang Xiuyuan take a rest.

What leader wouldn't feel comfortable hearing this way of speaking!

Only after making the leader feel comfortable will they have the patience to listen to your questions and explain things to you slowly.

Many people make this mistake at work; they clearly have good intentions when offering a suggestion, but the result is that their idiot boss doesn't appreciate it and instead gives them a harsh scolding.

They never consider the leader's current mood, the current occasion, or whether it's an appropriate time to raise a doubt.

If the leader is in a good mood, that's one thing, but if you're unlucky and multiple negative buffs are stacked together, who else is going to get scolded if not you?

"We don't need to worry about the things in the warehouse. I've already arranged for a professional team to handle these matters ahead of time. We can just head back to New York with peace of mind."

"Understood, Boss."

Hearing that there was a professional team responsible for these things, Holt was instantly relieved. Presumably, the cash and valuables in the warehouse were the payment.

When Wang Xiuyuan returned to New York, it was just past breakfast time. He originally wanted to go straight to his room to rest and catch up on sleep.

But while going up the stairs, he heard some movement over by the bar. Out of curiosity, Wang Xiuyuan decided to go take a look.

The six great beauties in the house had different styles of dress, but they had one thing in common: they all loved to sleep in.

For a beautiful woman, sufficient sleep time and high-quality sleep were the best ways—bar none—to maintain their looks for a long time.

So normally, these great beauties would absolutely not get out of bed until after ten or eleven o'clock.

It wasn't even nine o'clock yet, so Wang Xiuyuan was naturally curious about who had gotten up so early today.

At the water bar, a woman with long black hair stood holding a glass of water, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

A slender waist that could be held in one hand, a sexy and rounded peach-like butt, and a pair of straight, slender legs clearly clad in nude stockings, paired with black red-bottomed pointed-toe stilettos that stretched the lines of her legs to be even more aesthetically pleasing.

Tsk tsk tsk~ simply incredible.

What was most rare was that this beauty was wearing Wang Xiuyuan's favorite professional suit today.

Wow~ his happiness index soared!

Judging by the height, this beauty was definitely Keiko Matsuzaka.

Wang Xiuyuan walked silently behind Keiko Matsuzaka and gently wrapped a pair of strong arms around her waist from behind.

Suddenly being embraced from behind, Keiko Matsuzaka was clearly a bit panicked. When she turned her head in a flurry and saw it was Wang Xiuyuan, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The panic on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet smile.

"Master, you're back. Did things go smoothly?"

Master—this was one of Wang Xiuyuan's favorite titles.

Besides that, there were also titles like Big Brother, Daddy, and Boss. Every time Wang Xiuyuan played a friendly soccer match with the beauties, he would be full of energy as long as he heard these titles.

"Yeah, I'm back. It went quite smoothly."

Wang Xiuyuan was usually quite gentle when getting along with women. Unless he was in a very bad mood, he would generally talk to them with a smile.

But Wang Xiuyuan's mood right now was clearly not great; there was no smile on his face as he spoke to Keiko Matsuzaka.

Seemingly sensing that Wang Xiuyuan was in a bad mood, Keiko Matsuzaka very cleverly comforted him.

She leaned her head back against Wang Xiuyuan's shoulder, her right hand gently stroking the back of his head, while her sexy, rounded peach-like butt repeatedly teased Wang Xiuyuan's heavy firepower point.

With just a few simple small movements, Wang Xiuyuan was instantly stirred into a frenzy of desire.

"Master seems to be in a bad mood today. Is there anything Keiko Matsuzaka can do for Master?"

At this moment, Keiko Matsuzaka's voice was very soft and gentle. When she spoke, it sounded as if her nose was slightly pinched, and there was a faint lingering tone at the end.

How many people could withstand this seductive voice? Especially when the owner of the voice was a sexy great beauty.

His blood racing, Wang Xiuyuan was somewhat excited. Two powerful tiger-like claws quickly occupied the high ground of his dreams, and his handsome face was buried in Keiko Matsuzaka's neck, greedily breathing in her scent.

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