Ye Qichen came back in a hurry and found that Qiao Nian was gone. His eyes suddenly dimmed and he looked listless like a deflated ball.
"Is my sister gone?"
Ye Wangchuan put his things down, took out his phone and looked at the message, then said, "She's gone. She sent a message saying she's back to school."
"oh."
Ye Wangchuan caught a glimpse of his listless appearance, curled his thin lips, touched his head, and said lazily: "If you are obedient, I will take you to pick her up after school in the afternoon."
"Really?" The little head that had just drooped suddenly raised up.
Ye Wangchuan was in a good mood. He put his phone back, his eyes deep, and didn't answer directly: "It depends on your performance."
If you behave well and are obedient, he may consider it.
Gu San just happened to come in from outside. He saw them talking but didn't see Qiao Nian. He asked in surprise, "Master Wang, has Miss Qiao gone to school? Why didn't I see her?"
"kindness."
Gu San breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Miss Qiao was not there, so it was convenient for him to say some things.
He leaned close to Ye Wangchuan's ear and whispered, "Master Wang, someone is looking for rare materials on the black market at a high price."
All the resources in this area of the country are controlled by them. Although these things may seem insignificant, they are needed for aerospace materials and advanced weapons, so controlling these is equivalent to controlling many things.
It is absolutely impossible to do this without a certain level of power.
"Who wants it?" Ye Wangchuan's eyes were deep and dark, and no one could see through his thoughts.
"People from the Red Alliance."
Gu San said in surprise, "They have never been involved in this kind of thing. Why do they suddenly want to buy this this time? The price they offered is quite high. In addition to the money, they also said that they can exchange it for information."
The Red Alliance is both good and evil, and holds a lot of confidential information, making it somewhat famous overseas.
"Master Wang, should we give it to them?" Ye Wangchuan put his fingers on his arms and lifted them up gently. His hands were beautiful, his skin was as white as jade, his bones and flesh were well-proportioned without a trace of excess flesh, and his fingers were long and slender, with round nails neatly trimmed.
After a long while, he half-closed his eyelids wickedly and said, "Spread some news and ask them to pay more."
Gu San: …
You are not short of money.
He thought so in his heart but nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Ye Wangchuan saw the little guy who had moved a small stool to peel fruit for him in order to behave himself, and suddenly asked, "Hasn't the doctor I asked you to find been found yet?"
Gu San was filled with guilt when he mentioned this. He lowered his head and spoke weakly, "That miracle doctor 'he' is nowhere to be found. Master Wang, could it be that this person does not exist? Otherwise, why can't we find any evidence no matter how hard we search?"
"The drugs he made are still being sold on the black market. It's impossible that they don't exist. He's just hiding his tracks."
"Keep checking."
Gu San responded, and suddenly raised his head as if he had thought of something: "Master Wang, doesn't Miss Qiao know medical skills? How about letting Miss Qiao take a look at the young master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he himself felt that what he said was funny. Qiao Nian had so many brain surgeons accompanying her that day, and the operation might just have been a coincidence of good luck. The young master was of noble status and was doted on by Old Master Ye. If something went wrong, who would be able to take the responsibility
He smacked his lips silently and touched the bridge of his nose: "Forget it, I'll look for it again."
…
After school, Qiao Nian received an unsigned text message with just two words: [Add money.]
The corners of her eyes were red, revealing her wild and unruly pride, and she let out a "huh" as if she was laughing angrily.
She quoted a nine-digit number and still wanted more money. How shady!
She had just put her phone back in her pocket when a black Bentley suddenly stopped in front of her. The door opened, and a butler-like man got out of the car and walked in front of her, blocking Qiao Nian's way.
Little cuties, charge forward!
(End of this chapter)