Hong Yunsheng made his greatest effort to restrain himself from slamming down the receiver, as he was a man who always maintained good manners. After the anger in his heart had slightly subsided, a chill rose up from behind him because Feng Junzi had mentioned that person behind the scenes. Hong Yunsheng was actually the boss of the Qian Ri Hong Group, and almost no one knew that he was being manipulated by someone behind the scenes. How did Feng Junzi know? After thinking for half a day, Hong Yunsheng steeled himself and dialed the international long-distance number to Shan Mo Guo.

  "Hello, is Mr. Shang there? I'm Yunsheng."

  A very solemn male voice came from the tube: "Yun Sheng, is there any trouble?"

  "There is one thing, Nandu Technology's plan to issue new shares was vetoed."

  The voice on the phone was devoid of any emotional fluctuations: "If it can be salvaged, try to salvage as much as possible. If not, just make the best of it afterwards. After all, the five billion from the money house is already in hand. You're not experiencing this for the first time, do you still need to call me?"

  Hong Yunsheng: "It's not like that, this matter was ruined by a person named Feng Junzi. Mr. Shang, do you know this person? I just called him and he seems to know you..."

  Mr. Shang's tone suddenly changed, he interrupted Hong Yunsheng's words and asked: "Feng Junzi? Are you sure it was him? What did you say to him on the phone?"

  To Mr. Shang, Hong Yunsheng didn't dare to hide anything and told him the detailed process of what happened as well as the phone call he made to Feng Junzi. The other end of the line was silent for a long time before Mr. Shang finally spoke in a faintly panting tone: "Forget it, mind your own business, don't bother with him or touch him."

  Hong Yunsheng: "Are you going to swallow this insult? I've investigated and found that this kid has no background, just a scholar..."

  Mr. Shang interrupted him again: "Do as I say, don't touch him and don't ask why."

  Hong Yunsheng put down the phone, unable to make sense of it. He really couldn't understand why the all-powerful Mr. Shang wouldn't let him touch Feng Junzi. In Hong Yunsheng's eyes, capturing Feng Junzi was only slightly more troublesome than crushing a cockroach. But since Mr. Shang told him not to touch him, he couldn't touch him, because Mr. Shang's words were unbreakable.

  The securities analyst, Feng Junzi, who suddenly jumped out and stirred up trouble, is temporarily fine, but Qian Zhuang has gotten into trouble. The Qian Hong Group and its subsidiary, Nan Du Technology, used the same project to separately swindle large loans from two different Qian Zhuangs. Now that the new stock issuance project has failed, everyone knows what this means. As for Qian Zhuang, their top priority is whether they can recover the loan on time. The first step is to send someone to verify it. Hong Yunsheng's phone is unreachable, and his staff all say he's abroad. So, Wu Cheng Min Gong Qian Zhuang sent someone to Nan Du Technology, while Wan Guo Mo Tong Qian Zhuang sent someone to Qian Hong Group.

  If this loan eventually becomes a bad account, the money house will investigate the person in charge. Although this project was pressed down from above, when investigating responsibility, it is from bottom to top. First, the marketing department's market survey personnel are responsible, and then the auditors who write loan risk assessment reports, such as Bai Shaoliu, are also responsible. If the problem lies here, going to the loan review committee or the deputy general manager will not be a big deal, at most, another minister with possible leadership responsibility will be punished.

  Four people from the Wan Guo Mo Tong Qian Zhuang were sent to Qinjiang City where the Senri Group is located to verify the situation. The four are: Zhuang Ru from the Marketing Department, Lao Wang and Xiao Bai from the Risk Management Department, and a deputy director surnamed Hao who led the team. This was the first time Bai Shaofeng had gone on a business trip since he started working, and normally he would be very excited, but now he couldn't muster up any excitement. On one hand, there were problems at work, and on the other hand, Qingchen was still at his house. The leader made a sudden decision that Bai Shaofeng had to leave the next day, and it was unclear how long he would be gone for.

  After work, Bai Shaofeng first went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of things. On his way home, he called the landlord again and voluntarily paid two months' rent at the landlord's place. It wasn't until nightfall that he returned home. Qingchen had already prepared dinner, but she didn't eat first and kept waiting for Xiaobai to come back. As soon as Xiaobai entered the door, Qingchen's voice was filled with a hint of joyful expectation: "You're back? Why did you buy so many things?"

  Xiaobai walked into the kitchen, putting things away while answering: "Tomorrow I have to go on a business trip, it's very far away, don't know how long it will take to come back. You're alone at home, I know you can't go out easily, so I'll buy as much as possible. It should be enough for two weeks, I think I'll definitely be back in half a month."

  Qingchen just went "oh" and didn't say anything else, but Xiaobai could feel that she was slightly disappointed in her heart, as if unwilling to let him leave home so far. At dinner time, Xiaobai took out a bottle of red wine and said to Qingchen: "How about having some wine today? It's for my farewell. I found that you really don't like talking, not even asking my name all this time."

  Qing Chen: "You know, why ask? I cleaned up the house and saw your ID. You're Bai Shaoliu, working at the money shop. If you want to drink, go ahead, pour me a cup too, I'll keep you company."

  Bai Shaoliu: "I've even forgotten myself, my work permit has always been thrown on the desk. Just call me Xiao Bai, people who know me all call me that. And you? Is your name really Qingchen?"

  As soon as the words left his mouth, Xiao Bai regretted it. Qing Chen was a nationwide wanted assassin, how could he ask for her name? Unexpectedly, Qing Chen replied: "My name is Qian Cheng, not Qing Saodeng's Qing Chen, but Qian Guo Qian Cheng's Qian Cheng." Bai Shaofeng could sense that this sentence was true, and there was no fake emotion in her tone. It turned out that she was called Qian Cheng, and surprisingly, a woman dared to use this name, which meant that she had absolute confidence in her appearance, unfortunately, he hadn't seen it before.

  Qing Chen seemed to guess what he was thinking, looked up at Bai Shaoliu and said: "Are you always wanting to see the me behind the veil? This idea is not good for you, because all the police in the country are looking for me, but no one has seen my face. If you have seen my face, even if I don't kill you, others who find you will not let you go. Even if you don't want to say it, they will definitely find a way to make you speak out my appearance, so you'd better not take this risk."

  Xiaobai had to admit that Qingchen was right. He opened his mouth and thought for half a day before asking a very silly question: "How old are you?"

  Qing Chen didn't mind and replied straightforwardly: "Eighteen years old."

  Bai Shaoliu: "So you're even younger than me, three or four years younger. Your kung fu skills are quite impressive, who did you learn from? When did you start practicing? What style of kung fu is that? Can you teach me?" Once the conversation started, Xiao Bai asked a string of questions.

  Although separated by a veil, Xiaobai could feel the other's gaze emitting two cold glints, causing his whole body to chill inexplicably. Was this what was meant by "killing intent"? But it only lasted for an instant, and the oppressive aura emanating from Qingchen immediately dissipated. All he heard was her soft sigh: "I started practicing at eight years old, and it's already been ten years. You can consider it a kind of qigong, but not the martial arts you understand. Even if I wanted to teach you, ordinary people wouldn't be able to learn it anyway, and learning it wouldn't have much use either. Since you have an official job at the money exchange, do you still want to become a bodyguard or hitman?"

  Bai Shaoliu: "Just saying, why are you so serious?"

  Qing Chen: "I do things, none of them are not serious! I don't like others asking me too many questions, so I also try not to ask others' business. ... Thank you for saving me, I'll toast a glass of wine to you, after drinking it, I want to ask you one thing."

  Qingchen raised her jade-like hand, lifting the wine cup, and with a flick of her veil, she drained it in one gulp. Xiaobai had intended to clink cups, but as he picked up his own cup, he found that Qingchen had already finished hers. He too downed his cup and said, "Is there something you want to ask me?"

  Qingchen: "You couldn't have seen me before, I flew in from the middle and knocked you unconscious. When you woke up, your first sentence was to ask if I'm Qingchen? What's going on?" As she spoke, Xiaobai felt that cold aura surrounding him again. Ah, yes, Qingchen's previous assassination missions had never been seen by anyone, not even a glimpse, until she lost her hand in the mountains. So it's impossible for Xiaobai to have seen her before, how did he recognize her at first glance? As an assassin, one must be cautious, and it's impossible not to suspect this question, but Qingchen only asked him now.

  Xiaobai's answer, however, left her quite surprised: "I saw it! At that time, I was on the mountain and saw you fighting with someone in the valley... Everyone knows that you want to go to Wuyi City to assassinate Sun Wanlin. The patrol department made such a big fuss to deal with one person, I guess it can only be you."

  "His voice was a little cold: 'Did you see? What did you see exactly?'"

  Xiao Bai: "Everything, from your sudden appearance..." He also didn't hide anything, and recounted the entire process of what he saw on the mountain that day.

  He finished, Qingchen still stared at him coldly through the veil: "Do you know how far the mountain slope where you stand is from that valley? The straight-line distance is about 2,500 meters! How can you see all this clearly? And even if I was standing in the valley at my speed back then, it's not certain that you could see clearly."

  Xiao Bai: "You misunderstood, my eyesight is extremely good, almost better than anyone I know. I can not only see but also see clearly."

  Qing Chen picked up a handful of peanuts from the plate: "Watch my hand closely, I'm going to throw something out." After finishing, she raised her hand and threw out a handful of peanuts, all hitting the wall opposite. Bai Shaofeng only heard a soft thud, the soft-boiled peanuts didn't fall to the ground, each one embedded in the white wall ash, just like the red dates embedded in the rice cake. Wow, what a wonderful hidden weapon skill! Bai Shaofeng's mouth was wide open in admiration when Qing Chen suddenly asked him: "What did you see? How many peanuts did I throw out?"

  "Your wrist shook five times, and you shot out thirty-two peanuts. The first time was five grains, the second time was six grains, and the last three times were all seven grains... Each time, two grains collided in mid-air and shattered into powder, and a total of twenty-two grains hit the wall. Now there are only twenty-one grains on the wall because you hit one grain on top of another and actually knocked it into the wall! What kind of kung fu is this? It's too incredible!"