Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System

Chapter 200: Severance (3)


After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

"Do you think it might be Qi Yun playing tricks?" The man with the slicked-back hair raised his head and asked.

Secretary Xia shook his head immediately upon hearing this and countered, "Do you think he has that kind of power?"

"I've investigated that guy, he has some connections, but not enough to influence his decisions."

The slicked-back hair man irritably scratched his head, extinguished his cigarette, and then immediately lit another one.

"I must meet him face-to-face to clear things up, help me think of a way."

"Help you?" Secretary Xia sneered, "How can I help you? By defying his orders and bringing you over?"

"Telling you this much is already a huge risk for me."

Although the man with the slicked-back hair felt dissatisfied, he understood that what the other person said was true.

The next moment, he decisively took out two keys from his pocket, pushed them towards Secretary Xia, and said, "The key on the left is yours, the one on the right is his."

Secretary Xia glanced at the two keys on the coffee table. These were keys to a certain private club, with which he was very familiar, as it wasn't the first time he had received them.

In the past, upon seeing these keys, his eyes would reveal excitement.

But this time was different, he simply shook his head and pushed the keys back.

"Take them back; this isn't about what's inside."

The man with the slicked-back hair stared at the keys on the coffee table and suddenly laughed, his laughter carrying a hint of desolation.

He silently grabbed the keys and stuffed them back into his pocket, then stood up and patted Secretary Xia on the shoulder, and left through the door.

After the other person left, Secretary Xia went to the window and looked at the night outside, letting out a sigh.

...

Next day, noon.

Qi Yun and Ye Hanwen stood at the door, as if waiting for someone.

Before long, a Lexus business car slowly drove up and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man with yellow skin stepped out of the car. He glanced over Qi Yun and Ye Hanwen's faces, then quickly came to Qi Yun and extended his hand voluntarily: "Hello, Mr. Qi, I'm Li Yaohua. Mr. Fu instructed me to come over and help you deal with some troubles."

Qi Yun smiled and extended his hand to shake with the other person, speaking with gratitude, "Thank you, President Li."

"It's no trouble, serving Mr. Qi is my honor." Li Yaohua kept a smile on his face as he continued, "Mr. Qi, you don't have to call me President Li, just call me by my name."

Qi Yun knew that the other person was being so polite entirely due to Fu Wentao's influence, so he didn't take the pleasantries seriously and continued to show respect.

"Haha, President Li, let me introduce you. This is my company's partner, Ye Hanwen, President Ye."

Li Yaohua turned to look at Ye Hanwen, extended his hand, and said, "Hello, President Ye."

Ye Hanwen could naturally sense the difference in attitude towards him and Qi Yun, but he didn't mind at all, his face full of smiles: "President Li, hello. I've had the privilege of hearing your speech at the Cape Town Economic Forum and have always wanted to meet you. I'm glad it's happening today."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun looked at Li Yaohua with a hint of surprise.

From Ye Hanwen's words, it was clear that the other party had a significant background. But it was to be expected; someone Fu Wentao specially arranged to handle trouble wouldn't be an ordinary person.

Li Yaohua humbly smiled, "President Ye, you are too kind."

After entering the courtyard, someone brought tea, and Qi Yun raised the teacup and took a sip, looking at Li Yaohua and asked, "President Li, are you also Chinese?"

Li Yaohua smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Qi, I'm Singaporean, but my ancestors were Chinese."

Qi Yun nodded slightly, and after some pleasantries, he learned of Li Yaohua's identity — the person in charge of the Fu Family's affairs in Africa.

He was clearly a high-level person, no wonder Ye Wenhuan treated him with such courtesy.

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