Not long after leaving the company, Qi Yun received a call from Brother Peng.

The other party had been out all day on business and only just returned to the company to hear from Zhong Rui about what had happened today.

"How's it going? Everyone's okay?"

Qi Yun didn't want the other party to worry too much, so he smiled lightly and said, "It's all good, everything's been handled, no need to worry."

"That's good to hear." Brother Peng sighed in relief and continued, "Today I talked with two KTVs on the brink of closing, total goods worth 900,000, shipping out tonight."

Qi Yun nodded, "Alright, you take care of this lot. If funds run short, talk to Zhong Rui. If you need me to step in, just give me a call."

"Okay."

"..."

After getting home, Qi Yun acted as if nothing had happened that day.

After dinner, Zhao Qing snuggled into her arms and asked about the new house renovations.

"It's all done, we can move in anytime," Qi Yun replied while stroking her hair.

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up, full of eagerness, "Let's move tomorrow then, it's the weekend."

"Sure thing." Qi Yun nodded with a smile, then thought for a moment and added, "The property's title deed is done too. When you have time, we can add your name to it."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qing looked up at him, then her gaze shifted away, blushing slightly, "I don't need it. Who am I to you to have your property?"

Qi Yun laughed heartily, cupped her face in his hands, and looked into her eyes, speaking sincerely, "You're the one I want to spend my life with, the lady of the house. It's only right we have your name there."

Zhao Qing's cheeks flushed with a pink hue, her ears a little warm upon hearing these cheesy words.

She lowered her eyes, fingers unconsciously tugging at Qi Yun's clothes, her voice softer than a whisper, "Who... Who wants to spend their life with you..." Despite the words, a smile broke through on her face.

...

Early morning.

After a round of passion, Qi Yun was surprised to find that he wasn't even sweating or out of breath.

Since drinking some herbal concoction for a few days, he felt more energetic, like a waist king.

Gently covering Zhao Qing with a blanket, Qi Yun got up and lit a cigarette on the balcony.

[Current intelligence points: 2]

With only two points, he could only check white intel, which generally wasn't worth much...

Better to wait another day, save up three points, then investigate the big-headed guy's secrets...

Qi Yun exhaled a puff of smoke and picked up his phone, idly browsing the news.

"Conflict between Big Mao and Second Mao intensifies..."

"Tokyo Electric Company completed the 12th round of contaminated water discharge yesterday, releasing about 9,800 tons..."

"Mr. Zhao Weilin, overseas Chinese, donates 30 million yuan to Jiang Province's numerous children's welfare homes..."

When Qi Yun saw the last piece of news, his expression momentarily froze.

"Zhao Weilin?"

Wasn't he the one mentioned in the intel the other day?

He brought the phone closer, staring at the photo on the screen.

It was a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, looking to be in his fifties and kindly-faced, handing books to children at the welfare home.

The red banner behind him read "Connected to the frontier, love knows no bounds" in prominent display.

Qi Yun stared at the photo, and although it was a bit blurry, he could still make out the man's general appearance.

After a few seconds, he lifted his head, murmuring to himself, "But why does he look so familiar?"

Yet, he couldn't recall where he'd seen him before...

...

The next day, Qi Yun was awakened by the sound of a text message.

He picked up his phone and saw a bank message indicating a deposit of 4,986,500 yuan, transferred from an international auction house.

He remembered Mendeleyev telling him a couple of days ago that the Eastern Orthodox Golden Holy Image had been auctioned off, likely accounting for this sum.

Waking up to nearly five million made him delightfully content.

His account balance was soon to hit ten million again...

Glancing at the still-sleeping Zhao Qing, Qi Yun quietly got out of bed and dressed.

He had to move today, so after preparing breakfast, he headed to the supermarket at the community entrance to buy some packing boxes.

Not waiting for Zhao Qing to wake up, he ate a few dumplings and got to work.

The house had quite a lot of clutter, and after working half the day, he'd only managed to pack the little girl's clothes.

Taking a sip of water, he was about to continue when his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

Pulling it out, he saw it was that Spanish history professor calling.

Somewhat surprised, Qi Yun still answered, "Hello, Mr. Ignacio."

"Hi Qi Yun, I hope I'm not disturbing you?" Ignacio asked politely.

"Not at all," Qi Yun chuckled, having a good impression of this Spaniard. Although Ignacio saw through his little scheme last time, he was still willing to help decipher the coordinates without any reward.

"Mr. Ignacio, is there something I can help you with?"

Ignacio paused and replied, "I wanted to ask if you have any clues about the other half of those coordinates?"

"To be honest, ever since deciphering those numbers, I've been waiting for your news."

Qi Yun was slightly taken aback, not expecting the call to be about this.

After contemplating briefly, he replied, "Mr. Ignacio, honestly, I've made some discoveries regarding the other half of those coordinates, and I might have them in the next two days. I'll inform you as soon as I get them."

"Really? That's wonderful!" Ignacio's voice brimmed with undisguised excitement, "I've also been researching various records here, hoping to find some clues related to these coordinates in historical accounts, but haven't made significant progress yet."

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