Bao Yancheng pressed the steward, his eyes filled with ruthlessness, yet his hand trembled slightly.
"Did you say Wang Biao was on that cruise ship?"
No wonder he had searched the entire country and still couldn't track down Wang Biao's whereabouts.
Given the state in which he had left him, Bao Yancheng thought Wang Biao was dead, but it turned out he had just moved somewhere else to rule.
Bao Yancheng quickly packed the necessary items on his side while calmly questioning the steward.
"Why was Sister Cici on the ship?"
The steward's face turned embarrassed, "The business of Sheng Tang isn't that easy. There are some dens that customers demand she visit, and she couldn't refuse."
Bao Yancheng stormed out of the office like a gust of wind.
He should never have let Wen Wanzhi get involved in the murky waters of Sheng Tang!
Cheng Tong arranged for cars with a few phone calls, but he struggled with the private jet's flight path.