Part 2 Hello, Mr. Major General I'm Gu Nianzi

229. The dutiful attendant!

The four of them returned to Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze's hotel, but did not go up to their room.
Zhao Liangze alone returned to the room they had booked. He hastily packed their things and paid the bill. They left the hotel after that.
They had to look for a new place to stay.
After driving around Vienna, they finally decided on the most expensive luxury hotel in the city: the Steigenberger Hotel Herrenhof. Naturally, they had disguised themselves. They had washed the paint off their faces, and changed out of their camouflage wear.
Huo Shaoheng was now dressed in a tailor-made navy blue casual suit. His jacket was open, revealing a light blue Egyptian cotton shirt underneath. His slacks were loose; the outfit was supposed to be casual, but it looked formal and dignified on him all the same.
He opened the car door and got out of the car. Although he was wearing sunglasses, it did little to conceal his incredibly handsome features.
He had a hand in his trouser pocket; his other hand hung loosely by his side, the cuffs turned up to reveal a Jaeger-LeCoultre Hybris Mechanica watch. It was an ultra-thin tourbillon minute repeater watch; the complex, yet deceptively simple design suited Huo Shaoheng's imposing and self-effacing demeanor. It seemed almost to have been designed with him in mind.
The bellboy noticed the watch as soon as Huo Shaoheng walked through the doors of the hotel. His eyes lit up. He noted the casual nonchalance with which Huo Shaoheng wore the watch, which he knew to be worth at least 10 million eurosthis man was probably as wealthy as a European crown prince.
Huo Shaoheng casually pulled out his Black Card, as Zhao Liangze stepped forward to interpret for him. He spoke in fluent German, and asked for two of the hotel's luxury suites.
Everyone in the hotel was watching them: they were cowed by Huo Shaoheng's aura of wealthy indifference.
The deputy managing director of the hotel personally attended to them. He helped the men check in and led them to the hotel's best luxury suites. He showed them the highlight of their accommodations: a picture perfect bird's-eye view of the beautiful city of Vienna and its surroundings, framed by a wide window that faced the room's entrance and ran along with the length of the room.
Huo Shaoheng had not spoken a single word. He kept his hands in his pockets as he stood before the window and looked out at the deep blue sky.
Zhao Liangze bustled about,ever the dutiful attendant; he was a Personal Secretary, after all.
The two injured soldiers had put on sunglasses, too. They stood motionless behind Huo Shaoheng, pretending to be his bodyguards. Altogether, they looked like the entourage of a crazy rich Asian billionaire who had come to Vienna for business.
The managers of the Steigenberger Hotel Herrenhof attended to the men with the utmost respect. They helped settle the guests into their rooms and were rewarded with extremely generous tips for their efforts. They accepted the money happily and finally left Huo Shaoheng and his men alone.
As soon as they had gone, Zhao Liangze and the two men from Squad A immediately got out their infrared and electronic signal detectors. They combed the suite meticulously: top to bottom and inside out.
The men only relaxed when they were satisfied that the rooms were free of hidden cameras, microphones, and EMI devices.
Huo Shaoheng nodded to the two injured men from Squad A. "Rest up. Your only mission for the next few days is to recover from your injuries."
The two men thanked him sheepishly and withdrew to their suite next door.
Zhao Liangze had finished setting up his computer and electronic instruments. He said to Huo Shaoheng, "Big Xiong's worried about not being able to get in touch with us. We were in such a rush to leave this morning that I only had time to send him an encrypted, password-protected email."