Operation Red Book

"The account books! What a mess! The accounts for several days don't tally. Who manages the account books?"

"Don't be so aggressive. Aren't you the one who manages Muyunzhai?"

"I'm talking about the time I was away!"

"Shuyang was in charge during the time I was away."

"I'm shirking responsibility, right? Or are you shielding the criminal?"

Ivy completely forgot the reason why Thomas and Luna were punished to stand in the corner. At this moment, she had lost all the manners of a lady and the demeanor of a good student.

She didn't want to be so aggressive and swear, but Bo Fu's appearance was too sudden.

A sense of crisis arose spontaneously, and the frustration and irritability came back again, making her feel so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

"Why do you dislike Bofu so much? Why did you greet Count Waite with a smile when he came?"

"What does it have to do with Earl White? He doesn't care about the account books of Muyunzhai."

"A little bastard who worships foreigners and fawns on foreigners!"

"Greedy and lustful old bitch!"

"Are you speaking the mysterious oriental language? Hehehehehehe!" Raphael suddenly appeared behind Ivy.

A strange laugh was heard, which scared Ivy and Mr. Zhu.

"Ah—who are you!"

"Ah—why are you here!"

Ivy's eyes widened in anger, and she raised her hand and swung towards Raphael with great speed and strength.

This was her subconscious reaction, and even she herself did not come back to her senses. Hilda's careful teaching and vigorous weapons training had a clear effect at this moment.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, Ivy's small body is not worth mentioning at all.

Raphael dodged her punch easily by squatting down, and her rapidly swinging wrist was firmly caught by Bofu beside her, as strong as a steel clamp, and Ivy could not move at all.

"Calm down, senior, this is not a battlefield."

Bo Fu spoke slowly, his eyes full of inhuman indifference.

"Then can you let me go now? Men and women should not touch each other, won't you teach me?"

Ivy spoke as fast as a machine gun, in stark contrast to Bofu's calmness.

"Hey! Where did this beggar come from? Send him away with some silver coins and food."

Mr. Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead while directing the two men and moved back from a foot away from the table.

"This is my distinguished guest, Mr. Zhu, and I want to talk to you about...matters concerning the dock."

Bofu asked for instructions on the side and pushed Raphael over.

Ivy and Mr. Zhu stood aside at this time. They looked at Raphael up and down in horror, and showed expressions of disgust at the same time.

"Hey, hey, hey! Me? Me? Me?"

Raphael waved his hands around, looking a little confused, as if he was a temporary shield.

"Really? You are wearing something very unusual. Are you a foreigner or a Chinese? Do you have any eye problems? Why don't you show them? The tone of your Chinese voice seems a little unfamiliar."

After all, Mr. Zhu is a shrewd man and he would not be easily fooled without asking about the background, let alone such a small trick.

"I'm from Buckingham Palace, hehehe. I'm the Prime Minister's personal officer. Hehehe, I'm responsible for buying delicious strawberry pies in the House of Commons!"

Raphael was talking nonsense happily, and Bofu was nodding with satisfaction beside him, not noticing the sharp look Ivy gave the fool.

Mr. Zhu laughed awkwardly a few times and quietly gestured to Ivy - get them out of here.

"Hahaha, you guys are really good at joking. Why don't we have a meal together? It's about to start. We have a special dish today, you must come and try it!"

He smiled politely at Raphael and Bofu, then turned and was about to walk out.

When Mr. Zhu raised his foot, Bofu put his hands behind his back again. He straightened his chest and raised his head, looking serious, and said softly:

"Let's do it."

"Hey!"

Raphael yelled, took a step forward, and swung his right hand over his head.

Ivy was so frightened by the scene before her that she dared not say a word. Looking at Raphael's action of trying to kill him, she seemed to see the afterimage of Mr. Zhu's head falling to the ground.

Fortunately, Raphael's move was just a lot of noise but no action. It seemed like an exaggerated fatal blow, but in fact he just stretched out his skinny index finger and touched the back of Mr. Zhu's head.

"what!"

The moment the index finger touched, Mr. Zhu twitched on the spot, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Bo Fu picked him up with one hand and casually threw him on the sofa.

"What are you going to do? I, why can't I understand?"

Ivy put her hands on her chest and couldn't help crying when she saw the two villains being so arrogant.

"Please take a seat, Lady Ivy. Raphael is indeed my honored guest, and I have specially invited him to discuss important matters with you."

"What the hell? Raphael!"

Ivy's crying turned into screaming, and she called Raphael anxiously. Raphael jumped in front of Ivy as quickly as a frog.

"Yes, sir!"

"How is this going!"

As Ivy screamed, she glanced at Bofu, who was sitting on the sofa making tea and didn't care about her shouting at all.

"Hehehe! Didn't you ask me last time who the Grim Reaper of the Chinese Market was? Then I specially called him over to be friends with you! Hehehehe! Are you happy?"

Raphael scratched his head, or to be more precise, the purple hood covering his head. He grinned with his sharp teeth revealing his identity.

"What the hell are you saying? Can't you just say it in private when no one is around? Why do you have to make such a big fuss about it?"

"I've become Mr. Zhu's male lover again, and everyone knows about it. I also knocked Mr. Zhu unconscious in broad daylight. What if someone comes here at this time?"

Ivy was so angry that her eyebrows were twisted into knots.

"He said that acting secretly is not in line with his status and he wants to handle cases openly." Raphael pointed a finger at Bo Fu behind him.

He lowered his head and mumbled something like a naughty child who had made a mistake.

"Whatever he says is what it is! Are you a fool?"

Ivy yelled angrily and raised her hand to hit Raphael on the head.

"woo woo woo woo--"

Raphael quickly shrank his body and hugged his head, sobbing slightly in his throat.

Seeing Raphael shaking like a pitiful creature, Ivy calmed down for a moment and her fingers softened.

"Dorian, why don't you dare to fight!"

Ivy immediately raised her hand again and knocked down without hesitation.