Operation Red Book

Chapter 487 I wonder who dares to touch her

"Who dares!"

A raging rage erupted in Ivy's heart, and the tone of her roar also carried an infernal power.

"Let's see who dares to touch her!"

Ivy stood there, not moving an inch.

Her eyebrows were frowned, her nostrils were flaring, and a vein was throbbing next to the corner of her slightly upturned eye. It was obvious that she was extremely angry.

The sturdy men surrounding her were all tall, and now they even felt a little bit of retreat when standing in front of Ivy's petite figure.

The shadow play below was performing the kung fu segment of "Water Flooding Jinshan Mountain". When Bai Suzhen's singing ended, gongs and drums sounded together, crashing down on the entire Shisanfang like a thunderstorm.

The atmosphere among the spectators was joyous, but the atmosphere here was extremely tense and anxious.

Christine didn't dare to make a sound. She bit her lower lip tightly and only let her body twitch instead of crying.

The witch and the black cat, who had seen through her intentions, also retreated behind Ivy. She narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Ivy and Bofu were the only two left in the standoff. They stared at each other, one was furious, the other was intimidating without even getting angry.

"This lady booked the largest private room on the second floor and brought three guests into the room half an hour ago..."

Bofu spoke in a cold voice, explaining the "sins" committed by Christine.

"They ordered a full set of services, including a full-course banquet, beautiful music, fragrant incense, and meticulous care..."

"A bunch of foreigners are treated like emperors and think they will behave like emperors."

"What happened? Before all the dishes were served, a man and a woman ran away first, and then a noble princess ran away a little later..."

"After all the dishes have been served, the tea has been brewed, and the soup is bubbling, it's time to collect the bill..."

A flash of anger flashed across Bo Fu's elegant and cold eyes, and his voice became even deeper.

"As a result, this noble lady from a wealthy family is also going to run away..."

"Unfortunately, I failed to escape and was caught by the guard standing outside the door..."

"What do you think I should do?"

His last sentence was mixed with countless knives, guns, sticks and clubs, and was obviously directed at Ivy.

Ivy heard the provocation in Bofu's words and couldn't help but bite her back teeth.

The rage in her heart was still boiling, but now she had passed the impulsive stage, and her brain, which had been deprived of its rationality, was now much clearer.

"Christine." Ivy suppressed the pain in her heart and pretended to be calm as she asked Christine in English, "This... shit said you bought something here but didn't pay, so they thought you were trying to run away and arrested you..."

"No! I'm not trying to run away! I have the money, it's in my jacket pocket!"

Christine hastily proved herself with a thick nasal tone.

Hearing this, Ivy stepped forward and took out the purse from Christine's pocket, then shook it towards Bofu with a serious face.

"Taking money is taking money, and running away from the bill is running away. The two are not contradictory." Bo Fu raised his chin and said coldly.

Ivy squinted her eyes and frowned, then put the purse back into Christine's pocket.

Then she continued to ask:

"Christine, don't be afraid... Tell me, where do you want to go when you leave on your way?"

“I…I’m sobbing…”

Christine shed two tears when she heard this, and her voice suddenly trembled with grievance.

"They had been gone for a long time and I was afraid they couldn't find the way or something had happened to them, so I wanted to go out to look for them. But as soon as I left the house, I was tied up by these people... Wuuuuuuuuu... They even took my gun!"

Ivy raised the corner of her mouth, patted Christine on the back symbolically, turned around and said:

"She was just worried about the safety of her companions and wanted to go out to find them."

"This kind of nonsense will not be accepted as an excuse."

"No! My customers can't even get out of the private room door while they're dining, right?"

"Yes, no."

"Who made that rule? Get out of here!"

"I have stipulated that no one is allowed to withdraw."

"Why! I am the manager of the Chinese Wharf. When the commander is not here, I am the highest leader of the Chinese Wharf. Who the hell do you think you are?" Ivy was so angry that she poked Bofu's nose with her finger.

"I am the commander of this ship. This is the order issued by Mr. Zhu." Bofu raised his head proudly, not taking Ivy seriously at all.

This indifferent attitude suddenly made Ivy angry. She finally understood that this person was deliberately making things difficult for her!

Ivy's chest heaved violently. She clenched her teeth tightly and exhaled heavily several times before she realized that she had been breathing through her mouth.

Her head was dizzy with heat, and she dug her palms tightly, forcing herself to calm down.

She is an adult now, she has grown up, and she needs to control her emotions...

Bofu couldn't stand her. This was a fact she understood when she first met him. After a few months, she also figured out the reason...

Jealousy! Pure jealousy!

Ivy is young, beautiful, intelligent and brave. She can work in the kitchen and in the accounting office. Although she has never climbed into a dragon bed, she can rely on her superb abilities and sharp mind to jump from one of Mr. Zhu's assistants to the designated heir of the Chinese Wharf!

This was the end of the 19th century, an era when feudal ideas were most prevalent. It was incredible that women, who had been as fragile as belts since ancient times, had turned the tables and won the battle!

This is unbelievable! How could Ai Wei not marry, have children, serve her husband, and take care of the household chores...

This is unbelievable! How could Ai Wei not observe the code of conduct for women, not respect Confucianism, not obey the rules, and not repent?

It's incredible! It's really incredible!

Awesome! Awesome!

Woman... How could this be a woman? This is incredible!

"call……"

After a while, Ivy successfully exhaled a breath of foul air.

Her mind finally returned to normal, and her long-lost self finally returned to her body.

The fatigue and confusion of the past were torn to pieces by Ivy who had calmed down. The emptiness in her heart was now filled with flesh and blood, without a single crack left.

She opened her eyes again, they were clear and bright, shining brightly like glass beads.

"Sun Bofu, let me emphasize this again."

Ivy held her head high and spoke in a steady tone.

"Shisanfang is the property of the Chinese Wharf, and I am the official manager of the Chinese Wharf. Do you know what official means?"

"I, Ivy Lee, am the next successor announced by Commander Zhu to the public in formal occasions. I will legally exercise the authority of the commander in special occasions when Mr. Zhu is not at the Chinese Wharf."

Ivy said arrogantly, her eyes blazing.

"Everyone knows that I am the manager, and there is a document with Mr. Zhu's official seal in black and white to prove it. If you don't believe me, you can just go to the drawer of my bedside table and take it out for everyone to see."

"Bofu, what about you? You said you are the one in charge of this ship. Where is the written document? The one with the official seal, Mr. Zhu's personal seal, take it out and let me see it!"

No one answered, so Ivy immediately raised her voice:

"You who don't obey me..."

"Speak! Take it out and let's see it!"

For a moment, there was silence all around, and even the shadow play on the stage fell into deep silence.

The only sound in the whole venue was the snare drum beating slowly and regularly, just like the heartbeats of these people.

Bo Fu's eyes were extremely cold, and the turbid and exhausted look in them completely disappeared at this moment.

This was the first time Ivy had seen Bo Fu like this. He was so young, so energetic, so vigorous, and so vibrant...

Perhaps this is the young general who was feared by the world more than a thousand years ago, just like the rising sun, illuminating the dark and gloomy side.

"I...can't take it out..."

He lowered his head, his eyes flashing, as light as a butterfly.

Ivy's pupils moved. She was always generous when facing handsome men.

The resentment in my heart disappeared in an instant, and my conscience and kindness returned to their original point.

So she lowered her voice and tried to give him a way out:

"How about this, I'll pay for this room tonight. No matter how many guests come or what services you order, please put them all in my name."

"Bofu, we are doing business. The business of Chinese in London, England, is related to our race, our dignity, and our country."

"Make big things small, and small things nothing, to preserve the reputation of the Chinese Wharf. This is what Mr. Zhu taught me..."

"What do you know? What do you know!"

Bo Fu interrupted unceremoniously.

"Have you ever managed Shisanfang? Have you ever managed a piece of land? Are you from an aristocratic family? Are you the eldest son or daughter? Have you ever received an award from the court? Have you ever gathered soldiers from a region?"

He clenched his back teeth and his whole face wrinkled.

"What do you know? You're just a little girl! What do you know..."

After saying that, Ivy and Bofu both lowered their eyes and clenched their fists.

Very good... so domineering, looking for death!