He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

Chapter 67 America's Landlord, Shirley Yang!

If you had told me about Jingjue Ancient City before today...

Although he was not afraid of the Queen of Jingjue, also known as Wuchan Naga Hai, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the Western Regions.

However, considering the snake god standing behind her, Qin Yun could only keep his distance as a precaution.

but!

If you were to tell me now...

It's just a background, you're not the only one with that, I have one now too!

Indeed, I am no match for the Snake God, but if you have the guts, go and challenge the one behind me!

Even Erlang Shen from The Lotus Lantern couldn't subdue it, and there's also Journey to the West.

The demons in Journey to the West couldn't be subdued, and so could those in Investiture of the Gods.

If even the Investiture of the Gods can't subdue it, then there's the Pure Source Mystic Dao True Lord of the Great Thousand Worlds!

Do you even understand the value of a certificate that is valid forever?

With Erlang Shen as his guarantor, Qin Yun didn't take the Snake God seriously; he could simply go along with him if necessary.

"What about the company?"

"While I was away, did anyone from NaDuTong Company come to inquire about me?" Qin Yun asked casually.

Although the time frame was short, the commotion it caused in the past two days was quite significant.

He slapped Zhang Lingyu, humiliated the Celestial Master's Mansion, and successively annihilated the Biheren Squad.

The commotion was so great that it shook the entire North China community of extraordinary individuals.

In fact, it was only because he and Ding Shian left quickly that they were able to get there; otherwise, Dou Le, the head of the East China region, would probably have brought Xiao Zizai to their door.

In accordance with NaDuTong's style of doing things, when faced with such a matter, they would definitely visit the person in person immediately to discuss and verify the situation.

If you don't have connections or anyone to protect you, you might even face accountability and be placed on file!

But after hearing Qin Yun's question, Liu Yanyan simply shook her head.

"No, from beginning to end, no one from any company came to our door, and no one called to ask a single question."

Qin Yun's gaze darkened slightly as he pondered inwardly.

Is Xu Si deliberately avoiding suspicion and not daring to come?

Or perhaps someone of a higher rank had given Zhao Fangxu advance notice, suppressing all the turmoil and forbidding the North China branch from interfering in his affairs?

Or perhaps someone directly questioned the company's board of directors, telling them not to interfere in their affairs?

There was nothing they could do; their ancestors had left them too many connections. The bigwigs remained silent, simply cleaning up their messes.

As a result, Qin Yun was unsure for a moment who had helped him.

There are too few clues at the moment to determine the truth.

"Let's drive back to the Silent House first!"

Qin Yun collected his thoughts and gave the order in a deep voice.

Anyway, they're all my connections. As long as I'm still alive, I'll eventually find out who helped me.

The vehicle started and smoothly drove into the city streets and alleys.

During the journey, Qin Yun took out his phone and dialed the contact information left by the Iron Triangle.

When the call connected, judging from the chaotic sounds around them, they seemed to be eating Goubuli steamed buns, which could be considered as adapting to local customs.

As for who treated them... without a doubt, it must have been Shirley Yang!

After all, given Lao Hu and Fatty's extravagant nature, it would be truly strange if they could save money.

Qin Yun stated frankly that he had already returned to Tianjin.

He had originally thought that he would rest today because of the long journey, and that the meeting would be scheduled for tomorrow morning.

After dealing with their matters, I'll also make a trip to the Tianxia Society to hand over the Ru kiln porcelain.

After all, they had already promised the Feng family, and it wouldn't be good to keep dragging it out, as it could easily damage their industry reputation.

But when Tiger handed the phone to Staff Officer Yang, Shirley Yang's tone clearly betrayed her urgency.

It seems he has something important to attend to and doesn't want to wait a moment longer.

He immediately requested that I visit him that very evening.

It doesn't feel too late, and after releasing some stress, I feel refreshed.

Qin Yun nodded slightly in agreement.

……

The white Land Cruiser came to a steady stop in front of the Silent House.

After getting out of the car and locking the door, Qin Yun and Liu Yanyan stepped into the quaint courtyard one after the other.

Although someone broke in in the morning and even died in the courtyard, Ao Bai acted swiftly enough, and Liu Yanyan cleaned the place very well, so there was no smell inside the shop.

Just as the two of them entered the house and finished tidying up, three footsteps of varying weights came from the doorway.

Hu Bayi was steady and walked with proper steps, clearly a man with a military background and extensive training.

Fatty Wang's steps were light and carefree, with a touch of casualness.

As for the last dish...

His steps were unhurried and graceful, exuding an air of competence that came from someone who had long held a high position.

A gentle evening breeze caressed their faces as the three of them arrived at the door together.

Qin Yun looked up and saw that Lao Hu and Fatty had met before, so there was no need for further explanation.

The only difference is that the two of them were indeed quite poor before, but ever since they went down into a tomb and smuggled out some good stuff, their lives have been visibly much better these days.

As for Shirley Yang, who was in charge.

She wore a minimalist yet luxurious outfit, which perfectly matched her unique blend of Eastern and Western styles.

She wore a well-tailored, off-white, flowing suit skirt with a sleek waistline and clean lines.

She sheds the usual feminine gentleness and gained a more decisive and sharp edge reminiscent of Western workplace professionals.

Her long, black hair was simply tied into a low bun, revealing her slender, fair neck. She wore minimalist diamond stud earrings, which were not flashy but exuded a noble air.

With deep-set, three-dimensional eyes and eyebrows, and a distinct mixed-race appearance, he has striking features.

His every gesture exudes both the gentle refinement of the East and the ruthless composure of Wall Street's financial elites.

If she were going out to rob a tomb, Shirley Yang would not be dressed like this, but since she was meeting guests, she had made some preparations.

However, with Qin Yun's cultivation level, he could sense it very easily.

Although Shirley Yang was trying her best to restrain herself, her gaze couldn't help but be drawn to her from the moment she entered the room.

To be precise, it should be concentrated on the exquisite jade key on one's neck.

In just two minutes, she watched it four times—no, including this time, it's already five times!

"Haha, Master Qin, we've been waiting for you!"

"Master Qin, it's been a long time. I'm sorry to bother you again!"

After Fatty and Lao Hu started talking familiarly, Fatty's eyes darted around, and he also extended his palm to introduce Shirley Yang.

"Miss Yang, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Qin, whom we mentioned to you before."

Miss Yang, don't underestimate Mr. Qin just because he's young. He has great insight, experience, and courage.

Not to mention in the small city of Tianjin, it is a top-notch institution even in the whole country.

Whatever your problem, I'm sure you won't leave empty-handed this time!

As the fat man spoke, Old Hu also moved closer to Qin Yun and whispered his introduction.

"Mr. Qin, this is Miss Yang, a Chinese-American, a big shot on that street!"

"Old Hu, stop making fun of me. My family has pretty much withdrawn from Wall Street. Now we've just acquired some land and are casually farming."

After a few words of modesty, Shirley Yang generously extended her hand to Qin Yun.

"Hello Mr. Qin, I am Shirley Yang."

I hope you won't mind my intrusion, Mr. Qin!

The world has indeed changed a lot since it merged.

In the original Ghost Blows Out the Light novel, thanks to Partridge Whistle's legacy and Thomas's management, Shirley Young was indeed a financial tycoon on Wall Street.

However, due to a problem with the timeline, Shirley Young, with her keen sense of smell, managed to extricate herself from Wall Street and turn her attention to the land.

Despite her modesty in saying she's a farmer, don't be fooled by her humble words.

But these words can only fool Lao Hu and Fatty, who don't know the market.

Qin Yun knew that this was true even for small landowners, let alone large landowners.

In America, even the most ordinary farmer's life is definitely not as simple as just farming!

With Shirley Yang's wealth, the amount of private land she owns is probably almost as big as Tianjin!

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