Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 528 - 343: Not Looking to Offend That Guy

In the Cultural Relics Bureau, inside the Deputy Director’s office.

Seeing Hua Weiguo take the initiative to ask about the reason, Qi Yun didn’t hold back anymore and immediately stated his intention.

"Hehe, I do have something I’d like you to help with."

"I recently discovered a spring near Bogda Peak..."

"Natural spring water from rock fissures!?" Hua Weiguo was startled upon hearing this, and asked with wide eyes, "Are you sure?"

Archaeology and geology are intertwined, so as an archaeology expert, Hua Weiguo is naturally well aware of how rare natural spring water from rock fissures is.

It requires hundreds of years and various extremely harsh conditions to possibly form.

Qi Yun showed a wry smile on his face: "If I were sure, I wouldn’t be coming to you."

"The purpose of my visit today is to ask you to make a trip and help me check it out on-site."

After hearing this, Hua Weiguo looked at Qi Yun, pondered for a moment, and then understood the latter’s intention.

"Are you worried about information leaking?"

Not going to the Geology Bureau but instead coming to him; isn’t that the implication?

Qi Yun replied candidly: "That’s correct. Before things are settled, I don’t want any additional complications."

Hua Weiguo nodded, considering Qi Yun’s caution reasonable. If the natural spring water from rock fissures at Bogda Peak is real, its value would be enormous, and even the slightest leak could attract those looking to profit.

Those old companies hire a large number of geological and water quality experts every year, globally searching for quality water sources and are very well-informed.

"Alright, no problem."

"Coincidentally, I’ve just finished my work here, and I’m temporarily without any commitments."

Hua Weiguo said this as he stood up, went to the desk, picked up the phone, and said, "I’ll first call the Reserve Management Bureau, apply for mountain access permission under the guise of re-checking the South Slope Ancient Shepherd Path site, which is a bit more discreet."

Qi Yun immediately gave a thumbs up: "You’re really thoughtful."

With Hua Weiguo’s help, things became much simpler. After leaving the Cultural Relics Bureau, Qi Yun called Ah Jiao, asking her to accompany Old Hei and Hua Weiguo.

The mountain roads are tough, and with the two of them, they can take care of each other, plus Ah Jiao is sharp enough to lend a hand to Hua Weiguo.

...

On the other side, inside the office building of Net One Company in Hang City.

Ding Sanshi stood in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone and speaking to a prominent figure.

"Mr. Chang, I’d like to inquire about something; do you know Qi Yun well?"

On the other end, the man referred to as Mr. Chang frowned; if the other party really only wanted to ask about Qi Yun, was it necessary to call him?

After pondering for a couple of seconds, he replied ambiguously: "I am somewhat familiar, you and him...?"

Ding Sanshi chuckled twice awkwardly: "Haha, my family member got into a misunderstanding with Qi Yun in J Province, and now the person has been held by the local branch."

"Is that so!?" Mr. Chang’s frown deepened.

"Yes, yesterday I contacted Captain Qin of Bird City to help understand the situation, but he seems to be on a business trip..."

"So, I have no choice but to ask for your help to inquire..." Although Ding Sanshi’s words were vague, his message was clear.

Mr. Chang remained silent for quite a while. As the deputy to Old He, he knew full well what Qi Yun’s current situation was.

It’s normal for Qin Minghui to refuse to get involved.

Can he learn from Qin Minghui? The answer is that he can’t really.

Because when he worked in Guangdong Province, Ding Sanshi did him a lot of favors, and they have a deep connection.

In theory, given his status, having the New District Branch release someone should only be a matter of a phone call, with no hesitation needed.

Because, in his opinion, a small Zhang Dayong wouldn’t dare to defy his will.

But the problem is that doing so would put him at odds with Qi Yun.

That guy is currently at the peak of his powers, even Old He is being roasted over a fire with no way to deal with him.

If he offends that guy at this point, will he too be roasted over a fire?

Seeing Mr. Chang’s prolonged silence, Ding Sanshi asked again: "What? Is it not convenient for you, Mr. Chang?"

Mr. Chang cleared his throat, his tone softened, neither agreeing nor refusing directly: "It’s not that it’s inconvenient; it’s just something you need to reconsider."

"Old Ding, you may not be aware of Qi Yun’s current influence."

"I don’t know if you’ve heard of the Oil Country photovoltaic project, just the orders exceed a hundred billion USD, and he was specifically named to be in charge."

"So, if your family member’s conflict with him isn’t too deep, my advice is to give him some face and let it go."

Although Mr. Chang’s tone was very sincere, in Ding Sanshi’s ears, it sounded like mere excuses.

He asked grimly: "What if I don’t want to give him this face?"

The receiver fell silent again, and after a long while, Mr. Chang sighed and said, "As a parent, I understand your thoughts."

"What I’m saying is just my personal advice, if you insist on asking me, I can help you."

This time it was Ding Sanshi’s turn to hesitate. He could sense from the other party’s words the importance placed on Qi Yun, appearing inconsistent with some of the information he had gathered.

Moreover, Mr. Chang’s meaning was clear; this matter would consume the emotional bond built up over many years.

Seeing this, Mr. Chang added: "I also have another suggestion for you, perhaps you can try contacting Old He..."

...

At twelve o’clock in the afternoon, a flight from Shanghai landed at Tianshan Airport.

De Gaulle led two bodyguards quickly to the parking lot and got into a long-waiting Maybach.

More than half an hour later, at the same teahouse from his last meeting with Qi Yun, the two met again.

Without unnecessary pleasantries, De Gaulle, as soon as he sat down, couldn’t wait to ask, "Mr. Qi, can you now tell me the location of the last site?"

Qi Yun smiled, seeing the other’s eager appearance, and did not hold back, saying each word carefully: "Vatican, St. Peter’s Basilica."

"St. Peter’s Basilica!?" De Gaulle’s pupils suddenly contracted, staring at Qi Yun with disbelief in his voice: "Mr. Qi, are you serious?"

Qi Yun picked up his teacup and took a sip, his expression calm: "I’m a person of integrity, and since we’re in a cooperative relationship, I have no reason to deceive you."

De Gaulle gradually calmed down, knowing that Qi Yun’s words were indeed true.

All clues must be gathered to unlock the final secret, and Qi Yun already holds a unique clue, so he indeed has no reason to deceive him.

He was merely shocked that the final clue would be located at the core holy site of global Catholicism.