Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 574 - 384: Your Little Brother Is Quite Well Hidden (Double-Length)

The information, however, was all tightly sealed off, leaving the outside world in the dark.

If the data on this USB were exposed, Japan would face an unprecedented trust crisis. Not only would the fishing and tourism industries suffer devastating blows, but its credibility in the international community would also completely collapse.

After all, the lie they told the public about their wastewater reaching drinking standards would be utterly shattered by this bloodstained evidence.

Qi Yun’s fingers hovered over the mouse for a moment before he finally clicked the exit button and placed the USB in the safe.

Exposing this matter requires a lot of media resources, and it’s best to make it explode in that free country.

After a quick shower, Qi Yun was about to start the software hardening project, but an unexpected phone call interrupted his plan.

The caller was Lu Zhaoxue, the owner of Hutao Villa.

Seeing the name on the phone screen, Qi Yun hesitated for two seconds but decided to answer the call.

"Hello, Miss Lu."

"President Qi, are you free? I’d like to meet with you."

Qi Yun glanced at Zhao Qing in his arms, intending to refuse because he had already guessed why the other party was looking for him.

However, remembering that she had been quite courteous to him before and had indirectly helped with Tian Yaosheng’s matter, he couldn’t bring himself to turn her down.

Whether or not he could help, he wasn’t one to refuse a meeting entirely. That wasn’t his style.

"Sure, Miss Lu, are you at the hotel? I’ll come find you."

"I’m already at the entrance of your residential area." Lu Zhaoxue’s voice carried a hint of unease.

Qi Yun was momentarily stunned. It’s often said that when disaster strikes, couples fly their separate ways. Now that Qin Minghui was being investigated, yet she was out in the middle of the night for him, she was indeed a person who values loyalty and sentiment. What’s more, they weren’t even married.

"Alright, wait for two minutes at the entrance. I’ll be right out."

Qi Yun hung up the phone and explained to Zhao Qing, "A friend has something for me to deal with. I’m going out to meet her. Do you want some barbecue? I’ll bring some back later."

Zhao Qing turned over, obediently releasing her hands from around his neck: "Sure, and bring two bottles of yogurt. Although it’s a sin to eat this in the middle of the night, since you’re offering, I’ll reluctantly accompany you in your crime."

"Alright, just wait." Qi Yun chuckled as he pinched her cheek, quickly changed clothes, and gently closed the door before heading downstairs.

The night wind was refreshing, and Lu Zhaoxue stood by the roadside greenery, wearing a gray trench coat, with her bangs somewhat disheveled.

Seeing Qi Yun come out from the residential gate, she stepped forward in her high heels to greet him.

"Sorry for bothering you so late, President Qi."

"Heh, it’s alright." Qi Yun smiled indifferently, pointing to a hotel next to them, "Let’s talk in the hotel lobby’s café."

Lu Zhaoxue nodded: "Sure."

The two entered the hotel lobby and found a seat by the window.

Qi Yun waved to order two cups of coffee and then proactively asked, "Miss Lu, what’s the urgent matter you wanted to discuss with me?"

Lu Zhaoxue pursed her lips: "President Qi, you must have heard about his situation. I’m here to ask for your help because of this."

Qi Yun nodded, naturally knowing who she was referring to. After contemplating his words, he replied apologetically, "Yes, I’ve heard about it."

"But Miss Lu, strictly speaking, I’m not really part of that circle. I’m afraid I have no power to help..."

The light in Lu Zhaoxue’s eyes dimmed considerably, and her voice took on a hint of bitterness: "I know... I know it puts you in a difficult position."

"But I’m truly at my wits’ end. To be frank, among the people I can think of, you’re the only one who still agreed to see me."

Qi Yun was at a loss for words upon hearing this; perhaps this is how reality works.

Once, wherever Qin Minghui went, he was surrounded by admirers. But now, with his recent detainment, those people quickly distanced themselves, fearing they would become entangled.

"President Qi, I know you have some friends over there. Please, on account of our past interactions, just put in a word for me." As she spoke, Lu Zhaoxue took out a black card from her bag and handed it over, "There’s twenty million in here; no one will know about today’s meeting."

Looking at the bank card on the table, Qi Yun’s face showed no expression: "Miss Lu, I understand how you feel right now, but please take it back; otherwise, I’ll regret meeting you."

Lu Zhaoxue was taken aback; her face turned ashen: "I’m... I’m sorry, President Qi." Hastily retrieving the card, she apologized hurriedly, "I was too anxious, I’m sorry."

Qi Yun watched this once elegant woman, now at a loss, and couldn’t help but sigh.

Although he had dealings with Qin Minghui, it was only because of their common goals that they developed a cooperative relationship, which can be summed up with "fair-weather friends."

So even knowing that the other party was taken away, he had no intention of getting involved.

But the attitude of the woman in front of him did move him a bit. He decided to first understand the situation. If it was within his capabilities, perhaps he could help, as Qin Minghui’s status in itself represented a valuable favor.

However, this was contingent on the nature of the crime not crossing a line and on his own ability to intervene.

After a long silence, Qi Yun took a sip of his coffee and slowly said, "I only know he was taken away for investigation; I don’t know the details. Why don’t you tell me, Miss Lu?"

Lu Zhaoxue, as if grabbing hold of a lifeline, eyes once again lit up with hope: "Alright! Alright! Thank you, President Qi."