Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 482 - 297: That Ginseng Can Run!

In the study, Wendong looked at the phone Qi Yun handed over, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter.

After a while, he finally put down the phone, his tone somewhat grave: "Where did you get these things?"

"The way I got them was somewhat accidental, but the content recorded in it should be real, a secret task force in Bird City has already verified it," Qi Yun replied thoughtfully.

He didn’t make a definitive statement but left it for the other person to judge.

Since Xiao Hanguang did not refuse him to see this leader Wendong, it proved that the other party was certainly trustworthy, at least his stance wouldn’t be an issue.

The room fell silent again, Wendong looked down at the tea leaves floating in his cup, lost in thought.

Qi Yun sat quietly on the side, patiently waiting, not disturbing the silence. From the other’s expression, he could tell how serious this matter was, even demanding Wendong’s careful consideration.

It took a full three to four minutes before he finally sighed, "What do you want me to do?"

"Haha, leader, you overestimate me, I wouldn’t dare dictate to you, it’s just that I happened to get hold of these things and thought it should be handed over to leaders to handle," Qi Yun smiled compliantly, answering smoothly.

Since he just earned recognition for his achievements, rashly offering opinions could possibly make him seem arrogant in the eyes of the other party.

Wendong glanced at him, with a meaningful question: "Is this the reason you got arrested a couple of days ago?"

Qi Yun was a bit stunned, surprised that the other party knew about his arrest.

This wasn’t questioning Wendong’s influence; rather, he was surprised that someone of his stature, busy with numerous affairs daily, actually had time to be concerned about a small individual like him.

Qi Yun pondered for a moment, then replied candidly: "Indeed, a couple of days ago I was invited by customs to assist with an investigation, but it was all cleared up later, just a misunderstanding."

Upon hearing this, Wendong stared at him for a while with a peculiar expression: "Old Xiao wasn’t wrong about you, kid, you are quite interesting."

Qi Yun touched the tip of his nose, not responding.

It wasn’t his first time dealing with important figures; he was well aware of the boundaries and manner of speaking.

Moreover, from Wendong’s reaction, the matter seemed to be on track.

Wendong took a sip of tea, then stood up and called out: "Xiao Hang."

There was an immediate response from outside. The young man who led him in earlier opened the door and stood straight: "Leader."

Wendong pointed to the phone Qi Yun had placed on the table: "Make a backup of the data in here, encrypt it and send it to the technical department of the third bureau. I want a confirmation overnight, with results by dawn."

"Yes." Xiao Hang nodded to Qi Yun and took the phone, leaving the study.

Watching this scene, Qi Yun finally felt relieved.

Wendong’s instruction defined the tone for this matter, with the upcoming investigation backed by national power.

He walked to the window, looking at the pomegranate tree in the courtyard under the moonlight, and slowly spoke: "This will not be easy to handle; it will take a process."

"You should go back first, I will report to the leaders tomorrow."

Qi Yun stood from the sofa, slightly bowing: "Alright, thank you for the trouble, leader."

As he reached the door, Wendong suddenly spoke again: "After you go back, take care and be more cautious yourself."

Qi Yun paused, turned back to respond: "Yes, I understand."

...

After leaving the heavily guarded compound, Qi Yun returned to the hotel.

As soon as he stepped in, his little girl ran up excitedly hugging him: "Daddy, I just saw you on TV!"

Qi Yun bent down to pick up his daughter, rubbing his nose against her chubby cheek: "Oh? You saw daddy?"

"Daddy had a shiny badge on!" The little girl waved her small hand around his chest, "The TV said daddy is a big hero!"

Saying this, she proudly lifted her head, continuing, "I’m going to let all the kids at the kindergarten know, my daddy is the best! Let’s see who dares to bully me then!"

Qi Yun was amused by his daughter’s gesture, laughing heartily, giving her a kiss on the soft cheek: "Alright! Daddy will personally take you to kindergarten and make sure no one bullies you again."

Zhao Qing, who had just finished organizing the little girl’s dirty clothes, came out from the inner room, looking at Qi Yun with eyes full of admiration and little stars, clearly also not expecting her husband to have accomplished so much quietly.

"Have you eaten?"

Qi Yun shook his head, putting his daughter down: "Not yet, I’ve been busy until now."

Originally, a banquet was arranged by the cultural relics department, but since Qi Yun was going to meet Wendong, he only made a symbolic toast before leaving early.

"I ordered you some food; I’ll have the waiter bring it up now. Why don’t you have a shower first," Zhao Qing said considerately.

"Okay." Qi Yun responded, just as he turned to head to the bathroom, the little girl followed like a little tail, tugging at his clothes and looking up, "Daddy, where’s your badge? Can I touch it?"

Qi Yun laughed loudly, pointing to the briefcase on the cabinet, and said, "Let sister Qing take it for you, Dad is going to take a bath."

The two, one big and one small, glanced at each other, then ran towards the cabinet at the door simultaneously.

...

The next day, Qi Yun was woken up by the ringing of his phone early in the morning. He picked up his phone and glanced at it. The caller was Liu Meng, who he hadn’t been able to contact for several days, so he hurriedly got out of bed and went to the living room to answer the call.

"Hey, Meng, what’s the situation over there?"

"Huff~ Huff~ I just came out of the mountain, saw that thousand-year-old ginseng, but the situation is a bit complicated," Liu Meng answered breathlessly.

Qi Yun was somewhat skeptical: "How is it complicated?"

"That ginseng can run!"

Qi Yun’s fingers tightened around the phone suddenly, thinking he misheard: "What did you say? Ginseng can run!?"

Even though he knew Liu Meng’s character wasn’t one to talk nonsense, hearing such a thing still felt somewhat incredible.

"Absolutely true!" Liu Meng’s voice carried some excitement as he began to recount the details of the incident.

Originally, after meeting Old Zhao, he followed Qi Yun’s instructions, saying he was there to ask if there were any top-grade ginseng recently. Old Zhao had previously been helped by Qi Yun, not only saving the old man’s life but also giving an additional sum of money.

So, as soon as Old Zhao heard Qi Yun sent him, he didn’t hide anything and immediately informed Liu Meng about the thousand-year-old ginseng, saying he’d take him into the mountain to prepare to dig up that ginseng the next morning.

Who knew it would rain heavily that night, and the rain turned the mountain muddy, making it impossible to move, so they waited an extra day.

It wasn’t until the third day, when the sun came out, that they started heading into the mountain.

After walking in the mountain for most of the day, they finally reached the place where Old Zhao discovered that thousand-year-old ginseng, only to be surprised to find that the ginseng was gone!

"Old Zhao’s face turned pale! He said the ginseng had become a spirit, calling it a ginseng spirit!"

"It appears every three hundred years, moves every five hundred years, and can run on its own after a thousand years!" Liu Meng’s voice still huffed, "He said last time he still saw it lying withered on the slope. He even left a mark, but when he came back, not even the roots were left, just a fist-sized pit."

"And the edges were smooth, not like being dug out by a beast, with no animal footprints nearby either."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun frowned in disbelief and hurriedly asked, "What happened later?"

"Later, we searched around, looking for nearly a day, and finally found that ginseng in a pit about half a mile away!"

"Old Zhao immediately knelt down! He said this ginseng definitely became a spirit; he didn’t dare to move it, fearing a big disaster."

"With no choice, I had him lead me back down the mountain, then quickly contacted you after coming out with Huzi."

Liu Meng, fearing Qi Yun would worry about the ginseng running away, quickly added, "Don’t worry, I had Old Zhao tie a few ropes around the ginseng, it definitely won’t be able to run now."

Qi Yun was dazed for a moment, thinking this whole affair too fantastical, then replied after a pause, "Okay, I got it."

"Tell Huzi to pick me up at the village below, I’m currently in Beijing, should be there by noon."

The road to the mountain base is complex; after the last village, there’s still over two hours of small roads ahead, impossible to find without a guide.

After hanging up, Qi Yun glanced toward the bedroom, then picked up his phone to book a ticket, planning to have Chen Wei go with him to Changbai Mountain, while Niu Da and the others escort Zhao Qing and the daughter back to Bird City first.

He originally planned to accompany them for a good city tour in Beijing, but given the current situation, it had to wait till next time.

Though he still thought the running ginseng story seemed ridiculous, the appearance of a thousand-year-old ginseng was unprecedented; no one had seen it before, nor had it been recorded in history, so the true situation could only be known by seeing it in person.

After booking the ticket, Qi Yun went to the bedroom to gently wake Zhao Qing, explaining he had an urgent matter to deal with, asking her to return with their daughter that afternoon.

Zhao Qing pouted slightly but nodded in agreement; she wasn’t the type to throw a tantrum.

At one o’clock, Qi Yun and Chen Wei took a train to Fusong County, rented a car nearby the station, and headed straight towards Changbai Mountain.

...

Meanwhile, at a Lyon estate.

De Gaulle got up early, and after breakfast, instructed the butler to prepare the car to head to the airport. Today, he was going to meet a very important guest, someone who would largely determine whether he could control the family’s power in the future.

In the backseat of the Maybach, De Gaulle drank coffee while listening to his assistant’s work report.

"Regarding the Marseille factory fire incident, the management team has proposed a compensation plan..."

"Hawes asked me to convey that your cousin has been getting close to some high-level group members recently..."

Though their family members don’t directly participate in company management, any disturbances within the company would be known to them immediately.

Once the assistant finished the report, they pulled up a webpage on the tablet to hand over: "This is a notice released last night by Huaxia’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

De Gaulle took the tablet, read the information on it, and his face gradually turned grim.