Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System

"That's the Fu Family! So many people are dying to get in touch with them... Old Qi, you've really hit the jackpot this time." Shi Feng sighed as he sat back down.

Qi Yun waved a hand at him, "Alright, accompany me to visit Old Chen later. It's thanks to his help this time."

Shi Feng nodded, "You should really thank him properly."

The two chatted for a bit more before heading out to Old Chen's residence.

It was still that familiar small courtyard. Old Chen was lounging leisurely on a recliner, listening to opera. When he saw Qi Yun and the other person enter, he just lifted his eyelids slightly.

Qi Yun placed the tea he brought on the stone table and then expressed his gratitude to Old Chen.

Old Chen just closed his eyes and murmured, "Mm," without much interest.

Qi Yun didn't mind, knowing that Old Chen liked peace and quiet. So, he didn't disturb him much. He took a small box out of his pocket, opened it, and said, "Old Chen, this is some ginseng I picked on Changbai Mountain a few days ago. This one is for you to nourish your body."

This ginseng was one of the two stalks he had specifically asked Cao Yufei to set aside, both over a hundred years old. One had been given to Old Tong, and the other was for the person in front of him.

Old Chen slightly opened his eyes and glanced at the ginseng before waving his hand, "Take it back. I don't have any use for it."

"I've lived long enough at this age. When it's time to go, I'll go naturally. Let everything happen as it may."

Hearing this, Qi Yun clicked his tongue, wanting to say something more. At this moment, Shi Feng gently patted his shoulder and shook his head slightly.

Seeing this, Qi Yun swallowed the words he was about to say and didn't say anything more. He silently put the item away again.

"Then Old Chen, we won't disturb you any longer. We'll visit you another day."

Old Chen, with his eyes closed, waved a hand to indicate farewell.

After they left the courtyard, Shi Feng lit a cigarette and sighed, "Old Chen's son died in a car accident years ago, and his wife passed away due to illness last year."

Qi Yun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Those short sentences contained the greatest pain in the world. Now he somewhat understood why the other person was so indifferent...

After parting ways with Shi Feng, Qi Yun hailed a cab to go handle another matter.

An hour later, his figure appeared in an urban village, a place similar to the Xia Ping Village he used to live in, where most residents were migrant workers and there was a lot of turnover.

He walked through two alleys and finally arrived at the entrance of a flat. Before he could knock, the door opened from the inside, and a man in a military coat appeared at the door, it was Old Ghost.

The interior was dimly lit, with only a bed and two chairs.

After a quick look around, Qi Yun frowned and asked, "Do you usually live here?"

Logically speaking, his "income" shouldn't be low. Just this job alone had rewarded Old Ghost with two hundred thousand.

Sitting on the bed, Old Ghost lit a cigarette and replied casually, "Mm, I change places often."

Saying this, he leaned down, took a small black bag from under the pillow, unzipped it, and took out a notebook to hand to Qi Yun.

Qi Yun took the notebook, pulled a chair beside him, sat down, and began to carefully flip through it.

After a while, he finished reading all the contents recorded inside. Then he took out his phone and took pictures of the contents.

After taking the pictures, he closed the notebook again, lit a cigarette, and after taking a couple of puffs, he asked Old Ghost, "Did the other party notice?"

Old Ghost shook his head, "Unless they open the safe and find out."

Qi Yun nodded slightly and continued, "I have another job for you."

"Tell me."

"I need you to quietly place this notebook in someone's house."

Upon hearing this, Old Ghost didn't immediately reply. He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked, "Who's this person?"

"Vice Sergeant."

Qi Yun didn't hide anything. His plan was for Old Ghost to steal this account book and place it on Sergeant Zhou's desk.

The rest didn't require his concern. He believed that once the other party saw this account book, they wouldn't remain indifferent.

Although Qi Yun wished to use this opportunity to bring the other party down as well, he knew very well that relying on just one account book was far from enough to shake a Vice Sergeant.

Old Ghost raised an eyebrow and blew out a smoke ring, "No problem, I'll charge you ten, the usual half first."

Hearing this, Qi Yun took a brown paper bag from his coat pocket and handed it over, "There's two hundred thousand in here, one hundred thousand from your remaining reward last time, and another hundred thousand for this job."

Old Ghost took the brown paper bag, squeezed it, and then placed it under the pillow.

"I'll contact you once it's done."

Qi Yun nodded, clasped the nearly burnt-out cigarette between his fingers, and left.

Not long after leaving Old Ghost, he received a call from Brother Peng, informing him that the goods had been shipped.

"That guy was talking to me like a real grandson earlier. How did you handle him?" Brother Peng asked in astonishment.

Qi Yun chuckled and replied, "Moved him with love."

"Get lost," Brother Peng cursed good-naturedly. "Oh, by the way, once the payment from Mendeleyev comes through, I plan to arrange for people to explore other cities in Jiang Province and expand the business. What do you think?"

Qi Yun thought for a moment and replied, "It might take some time for the payment to come through from his side. If you feel the timing is right, you can start now; I'll handle the funding."

After hearing this, Brother Peng paused and asked, "Even if we pay the deposit first, it might still require ten or twenty million. Can you handle it?"

Qi Yun smiled, "Just ten or twenty million, it's not like it's billions, no big deal."

"Alright, since President Qi has spoken, I'll do as you say."

...

At night, Qi Yun was leaning back in his study chair watching the news when his phone suddenly received a message from Chen Wei, saying that everything was taken care of and all the items had been brought back.

Qi Yun put down his phone and walked to the BMW parked at the door.

After Chen Wei got out of the car, he opened the trunk and took out a large black suitcase, saying, "Everything's inside."

Qi Yun nodded slightly, took the suitcase, and asked, "No one saw you, right?"

Chen Wei shook his head, "That place is very remote, not many people live there, and there aren't even any surveillance cameras."

"Mm," Qi Yun replied, carrying the suitcase back inside.

Once back in the study, he placed the suitcase on the floor, about to open it when Zhao Qing came up and hugged him from behind, curiously staring at the suitcase, "What's in there?"

Qi Yun smiled at her, "Gold."

Zhao Qing wrinkled her nose, thinking Qi Yun was teasing her.

"Don't believe me? Open it and see for yourself," Qi Yun chuckled.

At his words, Zhao Qing withdrew her hands from his waist, squatted down, and unzipped the suitcase.

When the suitcase opened, inside was a stack of red hundred-yuan bills, roughly estimated to be around three million, along with ten or so gold bars and a jade bracelet, estimated to be worth three or four million.

Staring at the contents of the suitcase, Zhao Qing's mouth hung open, almost causing the facial mask on her face to fall off.

She turned her head and asked in a surprised voice, "Where did all this money come from?"

"Robbed from the local landlords," Qi Yun laughed lightly, offering no further explanation.

Zhao Qing shot him an annoyed glance, then looked at the cash and gold bars in the suitcase again, stood up and hugged Qi Yun, without saying a word.

Though there was some worry in her heart, she trusted that Qi Yun knew what he was doing and would surely think of her and Nuannuan.

Gently patting her back, Qi Yun also pondered over how to handle these things.

To be honest, five million was quite a bit, but now he had already moved past his days of poverty. So to him, it was just a normal matter. The reason he had Chen Wei bring it back was to avoid letting Lin Yonggang benefit from it.

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