Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 630 - 418: Fu Wentao Is Here! (Double-Length) (Part 2)

Chapter 630: Chapter 418: Fu Wentao Is Here! (Double-Length) (Part 2)

"Okay, boss."

"Hmm, be careful."

Putting down the phone, Qi Chong was about to call Xiao Wu in, when he heard a commotion outside.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"Who are you looking for!"

"We’re looking for your boss, Qi Yun!"

Qi Yun heard the noise and was just about to go out to check when Zhong Rui hurried in: "Boss, a group of people are here looking for you, they seem to be from the government..."

"Got it." Qi Yun extinguished his cigarette, his face revealing no emotion, and got up to walk towards the door.

Just as he reached the office door, he saw several people in dark uniforms standing in the hallway, being blocked by Xiao Wu.

Qi Yun guessed the visitors’ identity, so he waved at Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu immediately backed down and moved to his side.

"Do this..." Qi Yun whispered a few words in his ear and patted him on the shoulder, "Go ahead."

Xiao Wu nodded without asking more and walked straight towards the elevator.

With him not blocking the way, the people in dark uniforms walked directly to Qi Yun.

The one in the lead took out an identification card and flashed it, speaking seriously: "Qi Yun, we are from ***, please come with us for an investigation. We ask for your cooperation."

"Alright, let’s go." Qi Yun smiled and gave Zhong Rui a look.

...

Half an hour later, in the office building on Zhongshan Road.

Director Ji, upon receiving the news, had a trace of surprise in his eyes. Although Hong Zhenbang had not consulted him about the list, he couldn’t oppose such a small matter, so he didn’t stop it.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yun was really brought back?

What is this kid up to...

He picked up the phone and called his nephew, Ji Kai.

"The task I asked you to explain to Qi Yun, did you not tell him?"

"Ah?" On the other end, Ji Kai was surprised, "I did say, I even took Da Chuan to meet him that day."

Director Ji frowned upon hearing this, as if pondering something.

"What’s up, uncle?" Ji Kai asked, confused.

"The kid was taken away."

"Ah? Taken away? Why didn’t he go to Da Chuan?"

"You’re asking me, who should I ask?" Director Ji replied irritably, "Alright, stay out of this matter."

....

In the office on the tenth floor, Old Hou was talking with Old You when the secretary knocked and entered, whispering a few words in his ear.

Old Hou glanced at Old You in surprise after listening, then waved his hand: "Hmm, you can go."

After the office door closed again, he smiled and said to Old You, "That Qi Yun got taken away."

Old You’s face remained unflustered as he simply asked, "Really."

Old Hou nodded, took a sip from his thermos cup, and said meaningfully, "Isn’t that kid quite close with your son-in-law?"

Old You chuckled lightly: "It’s neither here nor there. A while back, Yuewen’s kid was traveling abroad and ran into some trouble. Coincidentally, Qi Yun saved him."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"That’s practically saving your grandson..."

Old You smiled and remained silent.

Old Hou squinted his eyes and suddenly said, "If it’s inconvenient for you, I can give Hong BZ a heads up?"

"If that kid doesn’t have serious issues..."

"Don’t!"

Old Hou was interrupted halfway through his sentence. Old You declared righteously, "Public and private matters are separate; I can’t break discipline for my own sake."

"If Qi Yun is truly innocent, *** will naturally release him. If there are issues, they’ll handle it as they see fit."

Old Hou stared at his serious expression for a few seconds, then laughed, setting down his thermos cup, "Haha, I’m really pleased to see you have such awareness."

As the two were talking, the secretary who had left not long ago suddenly returned.

He hurriedly walked over to Old Hou to report: "Leader, the gatepost phoned in to report that Fu... Fu Wentao has arrived."

Old Hou abruptly turned his head, looking incredulously at the secretary: "What did you say!? Say it again?"

The secretary bent down and repeated, "Fu Family’s Fu Wentao! His car is right at the courtyard gate now!"

"Fu Wentao?"

Old Hou’s face was full of shock, truly not expecting someone like him to show up suddenly.

For someone accustomed to showing little emotion to become so startled, it spoke volumes about the weight behind the name Fu Wentao.

After a brief moment of shock, Old Hou seemed to connect some dots and suddenly turned to look at Old You across from him.

He saw the other still with an air of calmness, as if he’d anticipated the present situation.

"Did you know he’d come?" There was a hint of surprise in Old Hou’s voice.

Old You chuckled and shook his head, neither admitting nor denying: "I heard Qi Yun and this Fu Family’s second young master have quite a close relationship."

Old Hou was taken aback, realizing that his guess was right. He really had come for that kid.

Originally, Hong Zhenbang was going to handle that kid, which he was quite happy about.

After all, last time Qi Yun disregarded the bigger picture by handing the photovoltaic project to Shanghai and even triggered Old He, which made him a bit displeased.

But he hadn’t expected this kid to be connected to Fu Wentao.

Seems like his plans are going to fall through...

Old Hou regained his composure, adjusted his attire, and said, "Let’s go, they’re already at the gate; let’s go greet them."

He stood up, instructing the secretary beside him, "Go inform Hong BZ as well."

The secretary nodded and quickly left.

Old You followed suit, accompanying Old Hou down the elevator to greet the guests.

Even though Fu Wentao held no government position, his status was extraordinarily special.

Not only was he a giant in the business world, having contributed significantly to Country’s development, but he also maintained very close ties with certain entities, being able to access places that others couldn’t.

Many matters inconvenient for government levels to handle were often assisted by him.

Especially in parts of Europe, his words carried more weight than the yellow-hair from the United States.

However, not many people were aware of such hidden information; only those who reached a particular level could comprehend the significance of "Fu Wentao."

Old Hou and the others quickly arrived downstairs, and as soon as they exited the lobby, they saw a black May Bach parked there.

Seeing Old Hou and the others, the butler, Zheng Lin, opened the rear car door and invited Fu Wentao out.

Fu Wentao bent down to step out, glancing ahead, standing still, while adjusting his suit sleeves.

Old Hou’s facial muscles twitched involuntarily, yet he didn’t show any unusual expression, stepping down the stairs to greet him.

"Haha, Wentao, what brings you here? You didn’t even give us a heads up so we could arrange to pick you up at the airport."

In contrast to the enthusiasm Old Hou showed, Fu Wentao’s attitude was much cooler. He just casually smiled and replied, "Oh, I’m just here to see a friend, didn’t want to trouble Director Hou."

Old Hou’s smile froze for a moment, but quickly regained his enthusiasm: "Hey, Wentao, that’s too formal."

"Come, come to my office for a bit; we’re planning a new park here and would love your guidance."

Fu Wentao nodded and glanced at his watch: "All right then, I heard a friend of mine has been invited here as well, so I’ll just wait for him."

Just then, Hong Zhenbang and others, having received the news, walked down the steps and heard this sentence, their expressions turning unnatural.

Because less than an hour had passed from confirming the list, and only one person had been brought back so far, who was President Qi...

The friend Fu Wentao mentioned was unmistakably obvious.

Hong Zhenbang quickly descended the steps, with an awkward smile on his face: "Wentao, long time no see."

However, Fu Wentao didn’t even glance at him, bypassing him to greet Director Ji behind.

"Haha, Director Ji, you’re here as well."

This unexpected action caught everyone off guard, leaving them all looking perplexed.

Especially Hong Zhenbang, whose face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.