Su Weiwei had taken over the Su Group again.
Bai Zihe had obtained the auction house ticket for tonight as a matter of course.
His trip had been a complete success, and he immediately requested to take his leave.
Su Weiwei was grateful for his significant help and escorted Bai Zihe all the way to the company's entrance.
"Mr. Bai."
"If it weren't for your help this time, I would have been in grave danger..."
"Be careful."
Before Su Weiwei could finish her sentence, Bai Zihe had grabbed her slender waist and pulled her several meters to the side.
Su Weiwei was instantly stunned, but the subsequent gunshots made her face turn ashen.
"Bang!"
Following the gunshot, the spot where Su Weiwei had been standing was struck by a sniper bullet, leaving a large crater.
If Bai Zihe hadn't pulled her away in time, that shot would have hit her!
Su Weiwei felt a wave of lingering fear, sweat already beading on her forehead.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The assassin, having missed their mark, fired several more shots.
Clearly, the assailant, confident in their hidden position, intended to kill.
A cold glint flashed in Bai Zihe's eyes.
He held Su Weiwei's delicate waist and dodged the subsequent shots with a few swift movements.
The security guards had also reacted, rushing from all directions to escort Su Weiwei back to safety.
Bai Zihe was now free of any concerns.
He identified the direction from which the bullets had come, stepped onto the curb, and propelled himself into the air. Using the surrounding walls, lampposts, and other objects as springboards and cover, he rapidly moved towards the assassin's hiding spot.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The assassin was still not giving up, treating the sniper rifle like a machine gun.
Unfortunately for them, Bai Zihe was prepared.
Without Su Weiwei as a burden, the assassin stood no chance.
After a few more shots, they even lost sight of Bai Zihe.
After several attempts to adjust the scope, they couldn't find him anywhere.
"Are you looking for me?"
Suddenly, a chilling voice echoed from behind.
The assassin's face turned ashen with terror, feeling a bone-chilling cold from their rear end all the way to their scalp.
But an assassin was an assassin; their mental fortitude was exceptional. They immediately turned the sniper rifle, intending to shoot Bai Zihe.
Bai Zihe gave them no opportunity. His phantom-like hand shot out, snapping the assassin's neck.
Afterwards.
Bai Zihe dragged the assassin's corpse back to Su Weiwei and threw it on the ground as if it were garbage.
"The assassin's body is here. You can handle it as you see fit." With that, Bai Zihe turned and left.
Su Weiwei's expression turned extremely grim.
She didn't need to think to know who had sent the assassin.
However, she never imagined that Su Wenqiang and his son would be so ruthless as to try to kill her!
"Take this body and come back to the old Su family mansion with me!" Su Weiwei said coldly, turning to instruct a security guard.
"Yes."
...
On the other side.
Bai Zihe got into Xue'er's car.
Xue'er's face was as cold as frost. "They dared to lay hands on Young Master. Should I have Tianlong eliminate them?"
"No need."
Bai Zihe said calmly, "Let the Su family resolve their own affairs."
"Yes."
Xue'er took a deep breath, her face a mask of frost.
"Go to Citibank."
Tonight's auction was only the first step with the entrance ticket.
The most important thing was the money!
Bai Zihe took out his Dragon Pattern Card and dialed the number on the back.
Less than a second later, the call was answered.
"Esteemed Dragon Pattern Card VIP, Zhang Weimin, Director of Citibank, is at your service!"
Zhang Weimin was filled with trepidation.
As the director of Citibank, he had two office phones.
One was used to receive calls from his subordinates, department managers, and supervisors.
The other, the one that had just rung, was specifically for VIPs of Supreme class and above.
Dragon Pattern Card VIPs were the highest level of patrons, individuals with immense influence who could not afford even the slightest mistake!
Ordinary staff were not qualified to serve them.
Bai Zihe said, "I need a billion for verification. Prepare the paperwork; I'll be there soon."
Zhang Weimin was overwhelmed with gratitude and immediately agreed, "No problem!"
This was a Dragon Pattern Card VIP.
Zhang Weimin could not afford to be indifferent!
After hanging up the phone, the car slowed down.
It was afternoon rush hour, and the street where Citibank was located was a bustling thoroughfare, making traffic jams a common occurrence.
"Let's walk."
Bai Zihe gave the instruction and got out of the car.
After parking, Xue'er quickly followed.
As the two approached Citibank, a playful voice sounded, "Yo, isn't this Bai Zihe, the young master from our class back in the day?"