Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 350 - 237: Two Hundred Million, Right? Fine, I’ll Give It to You!
After speaking, she turned to look at Qi Yun, her expression anxious: "President Qi, you’ve misunderstood, things aren’t what you think they are."
"Chairman Zhao, he... he’s Miss Zhao’s father!"
"I don’t care about this father business, even if you are her dad, you can’t just start hitting..." Qi Yun half-spoke, but his expression suddenly froze, his hand pointing at Zhao Weilin suspended in mid-air.
After a long while, he came to his senses and cautiously asked, "What did you just say? He... he’s Zhao Qing’s father?"
"That’s right! Chairman Zhao is indeed Miss Zhao’s biological father." Dong Anyun hurriedly took out an identification report from her handbag and handed it to Qi Yun, "This is the result from a professional testing institute, if you don’t believe it, you can see for yourself."
Qi Yun took the identification report, and his expression gradually changed from shock to apprehension.
After a full two minutes, he carefully read the identification report twice, and then guiltily glanced at Zhao Weilin.
This old guy’s features, indeed, seem to bear some resemblance to Zhao Qing, no wonder I found him somewhat familiar when I saw him on the news before...
Coupled with the previous information about someone looking for a long-lost daughter, he now believes what Dong Anyun said.
This old guy is likely truly Zhao Qing’s biological father...
Qi Yun once again stole a glance at him, seeing that he still looked like he was about to pass out, Qi Yun murmured to himself, this is bad...
"Um..." Qi Yun licked his dry lips, and with a stiff face attempted to speak, but when the words reached his mouth, he wasn’t sure how to address the man, "Uncle, should we perhaps go see a doctor at the hospital?"
Zhao Weilin’s face was ashen, and he didn’t reply.
After quite some time, he finally caught his breath, and with Dong Anyun’s support, sat back down in his chair.
"Ha, what a mess this has become." Qi Yun rubbed his hands together, letting out a couple of dry laughs.
Dong Anyun also quietly advised: "Chairman Zhao, he... he didn’t know about your relationship with Miss Zhao... please don’t be angry."
Zhao Weilin took a deep breath, his gaze still locked onto Qi Yun, and said coldly: "I can overlook this incident, but you must leave my daughter!"
At these words, the guilt-ridden Qi Yun instantly frowned.
He was very annoyed by this commanding tone, especially when it involved separating him from Zhao Qing for no apparent reason.
"I can offer you two hundred million to buy the shares of Dawn Technology." Zhao Weilin added.
Qi Yun sat back in the chair, took out a cigarette pack, lit one, and after pondering for a while, calmly replied: "I won’t leave Zhao Qing."
Although he wasn’t as angry as he was just now, his tone was extremely firm.
He didn’t even bother to ask the other party for a reason, because he didn’t think he needed one.
Zhao Weilin was about to say something more, but Qi Yun continued, "Zhao Qing and I are doing well, she’s very happy being with me, and we plan to get married soon."
"So, even if you are her biological father, I won’t agree to this demand."
"Let’s leave it at that for today, goodbye."
With that, he held the cigarette in his mouth, stood up, and left.
After walking a few steps, he turned and asked Dong Anyun: "Does Zhao Qing know about this?"
Dong Anyun glanced at Zhao Weilin, and seeing that he didn’t object, she gently shook her head: "Miss Zhao doesn’t know yet."
Qi Yun nodded and briskly left the hotel.
On the way home, he furrowed his brows continuously, smoking several cigarettes in succession.
Chen Wei glanced at him through the rearview mirror, noting his troubled appearance, and probed, "Trouble?"
Qi Yun slowly shook his head, letting out a long sigh: "No problem."
Chen Wei said nothing more, focusing on driving.
Half an hour later, Qi Yun returned home. Zhao Qing had not yet gone to bed, her face covered with a mask, she was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book.
"Why aren’t you resting?" Qi Yun asked as he approached.
Zhao Qing closed the book, stood up from the sofa, and wrapped her arms around his waist: "Waiting for you."
"You smell heavily of smoke, go take a shower and change clothes."
"Okay." Qi Yun replied, gently hugging her, debating in his mind whether to tell her about Zhao Weilin.
Zhao Qing seemed to sense something was off, softly caressing Qi Yun’s back, and asked gently, "What’s wrong? Trouble at work?"
Qi Yun buried his head in her hair, inhaled deeply, and ultimately decided to temporarily withhold the matter.
Although he found Zhao Weilin’s attitude annoying, since Zhao Weilin hadn’t personally revealed his identity to Zhao Qing, Qi Yun felt he should respect that decision.
"It’s nothing, just a bit tired, you go to sleep first, I’ll take a shower." Qi Yun shook his head, letting go of her.
Zhao Qing obediently nodded: "Okay, I’ll wait for you in the bedroom."
...
In the early hours, Qi Yun sat in his study smoking, glancing at Ah Jiao’s message on his phone before calling her back.
"Something happened?"
Ah Jiao sighed, "Almost got cornered today, good thing Brother Niu was there to help."
Qi Yun flicked his ash: "Their doing?"
"I think so," Ah Jiao’s tone was a bit heavy, "The target’s influence is considerable, as soon as we started asking around on the black market, someone was on us."
"Identity compromised?" Qi Yun continued to ask.
Ah Jiao shook her head, "Still unsure."
Qi Yun was silent for a while, "Any plans?"
"We discussed it, deciding to start with the person who leaked in the black market and try to dig out who is behind it."
"Okay, give it a try, but prioritize your safety."
"Alright, I’ll be careful."
"Okay, call me if anything happens."
Ending the call, Qi Yun sighed, brows furrowed, and after a brief thought, he picked up his phone and sent a message, "Have you considered it?"
After two minutes of waiting, he received no reply.
Qi Yun put down the phone, extinguished the cigarette, and the familiar light screen appeared before him.
[Current Intelligence Points: 37]
[Today’s Intelligence 1 (Red): You Wenlan’s father loves collecting antiques, especially obsessed with high-quality porcelain.]
You Wenlan?
People keen on antique collecting, nine out of ten don’t lack money. Given that older sister’s family background, it’s normal for the old man to have such a hobby.
[Today’s Intelligence 2 (Red): Last night, Luo Yang’s sandstone mining company discovered high-quality quartz sand at the Bayin River section, and he’s hired experts to survey it, the reserves are remarkable.]
[Today’s Intelligence 3 (Red): Recently, Northern Mongolia’s herders found a group of suspicious Europeans on the grassland, seemingly searching for something.]
These three pieces of intelligence today seem to be of little value...
Qi Yun wasn’t disappointed, sipping from his cup.
He had planned to visit the purple intelligence coordinates at Lop Nur’s Ancient Loulan soon, and having no other distractions was a relief.
The next day, Qi Yun drove Zhao Qing and his daughter to kindergarten, then prepared to visit Cao Yufei’s pharmaceutical plant to find Pang Zefeng.
As soon as he drove halfway, Luo Yang’s call came in.
Qi Yun had not picked up but could already guess why Luo Yang was calling.
"Hahaha, Brother Qi, I really have to thank you this time for letting me win the second bid section..."
"How about this, tonight I’ll find a place to treat you to dinner, you must let me express my gratitude, otherwise I won’t feel at ease." Luo Yang’s tone was hearty, clearly in a good mood.
"Tonight?" Qi Yun pondered slightly, having already agreed on an evening meeting with Shao Yuewen.
"Is tonight inconvenient for you? How about noon then?" Luo Yang asked.
"Fine, let’s meet for lunch then."
