A burly man led Qi Yun to an office.
Inside the room, besides Mr. Bi, there was another man, bare-chested with a fierce tiger tattooed on his chest.
When Qi Yun entered, the two men stopped their conversation, and Mr. Bi got up from the sofa to greet him.
"Qi, my dear brother, you’re here, please have a seat."
Qi Yun smiled, glanced at the tattooed middle-aged man beside him, and secretly guessed that this might be the friend Mr. Bi had mentioned.
Once Qi Yun sat down, Mr. Bi poured him a cup of tea and then pointed to the tattooed man to introduce him: "Qi, my brother, let me introduce you, this is Brother Hui, well-connected and with extensive networks in Hong Kong."
"This time, it’s thanks to you and Brother Hui, otherwise I would really be in big trouble."
Brother Hui grinned, revealing a set of yellowish teeth stained by smoke, and proactively extended a large hand: "Haha, Brother Qi, I’ve heard a lot about you."
"You helped Mr. Bi out so much this time, which means you’ve helped me, Brother Hui. In the future, if you have any trouble in Hong Kong, just come to me, and I’ll definitely sort it out for you!"
Qi Yun also extended his hand to shake his, smiling as he responded warmly: "Brother Hui, you’re too kind, I’ll be counting on you to look out for me in the future."
Brother Hui laughed heartily: "Hahaha, we’re all friends here, helping each other out, prospering together!"
After some small talk, Qi Yun feigned curiosity, turned to Mr. Bi, and asked: "Mr. Bi, why did you come to Hong Kong this time?"
Mr. Bi’s expression grew serious, he sighed, took a sip of tea, and slowly said: "I haven’t had the chance to explain everything yet. This matter isn’t very honorable, but you’re one of us, so it’s okay to tell you."
"My assistant Jiang Yue colluded with my cousin, and they ran off with eighty million of my company’s funds. Thankfully, you told me she was in Hong Kong yesterday, or they would have taken the money to London."
As he said this, Mr. Bi put down the teacup, his fists clenched unconsciously, his face filled with anger.
Brother Hui, beside him, was also enraged, slamming the armrest of the sofa, cursing: "Those heartless bastards, tonight they’ll be sleeping with the fishes!"
Qi Yun was slightly startled, opened his mouth but said nothing.
Thinking to himself, don’t say things like that, I don’t want to know about this.
"Qi, my brother, if you don’t have any urgent matters, let’s return to the mainland together tomorrow. Give me a chance to treat you well tonight," Mr. Bi continued.
Qi Yun didn’t stand on ceremony, nodded and replied: "Alright, I’ll follow your arrangement, Mr. Bi."
As they were talking, a subordinate came in, walked quickly to Brother Hui, and said: "Boss, that little Japanese wants to see you."
Brother Hui frowned, showing impatience: "What does that punk want with me?" Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⚑fire.net
The subordinate shook his head: "He wouldn’t say, just insists on seeing you."
Brother Hui rubbed his temples in frustration, muttering: "Damn it, let’s see what he’s up to."
He then stood up and said to Mr. Bi and Qi Yun: "Gentlemen, let me deal with this, you carry on chatting."
Mr. Bi nodded slightly.
Qi Yun guessed that the person they mentioned as the punk was likely the Japanese Fukui Sakaeda mentioned in the intelligence.
So after Brother Hui left, Qi Yun faked curiosity, turned, and asked: "What Japanese?"
"Some guy’s causing problems at Brother Hui’s place, got caught and is locked up next door," Mr. Bi replied.
Qi Yun nodded, didn’t ask further, and stood up, saying: "Mr. Bi, you sit tight, I’m going to the restroom."
Qi Yun left the office, looked around, and walked down the corridor.
He hadn’t gone far when he heard Brother Hui’s furious voice coming from a room with an open door.
"You’re dead meat, what do I want with your damn house, there’s no point in talking if you can’t pay, we’ll sink you in the sea tomorrow!"
Qi Yun pretended to walk by, glancing in from the side, and saw Brother Hui in the room with the same subordinate, and a small-framed young man curled up in the corner, looking terrified.
He didn’t linger, paused briefly, then continued walking forward.
What does that intelligence suggest... that I should save that Japanese guy?
Could there be some benefit?
Qi Yun shook his head, puzzled.
Maybe he could try using the system’s new function... If this guy really had value, he could think of a way to save him later.
Anyway, from Brother Hui’s tone, it seems like money would solve the issue.
With that thought, he concentrated, and the system screen appeared before his eyes.
[Query target: Fukui Sakaeda]
[Intelligence type available: Red (Cost 3 points), Green (Cost 9 points)]
"Green intelligence?"
This Japanese guy is actually linked to green intelligence!
Qi Yun’s spirits lifted, as he happened to have 9 intelligence points.
"Hope you can provide some valuable intelligence..."
[Intelligence (Green): Fukui Sakaeda is a descendant of Fukui Yotei, in the study of his ancestral home, there’s an old copy of Chiyun Country’s Records of Land and People, inside the title page, there’s a hidden prescription, the most important missing page from the Inner Canon of Huangdi, long-term use could strengthen the body, enhance physical condition]
"The Inner Canon of Huangdi!"
Qi Yun was shocked by the intelligence.
Who would have thought that the seemingly unremarkable Fukui Sakaeda had such a background, and that the prescription in Chiyun Country’s Records of Land and People was so valuable.