Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 603 - 402: New Purple Intelligence (Double-Length)

Chapter 603: Chapter 402: New Purple Intelligence (Double-Length)

As night fell, several business cars drove into the special passage of the airport. After the convoy stopped, the leader of the investigation team, Zhang Jianjun, opened the door and got out.

He raised his watch to check the time, then nodded to a few subordinates, who escorted a person with a black hood out of the car towards the private jet not far away.

The person wearing the hood was Brother Biao, Old He’s cleaner.

Previously, when dealing with Ma Chaoyang, Brother Biao was not brought to the forefront, but now he was about to be taken to Beijing.

Combining this with the fact that Old He had been summoned into J for many days without returning, it’s not hard to deduce that some level of contest has been settled.

Some keen-eyed individuals sensed that a storm was about to hit.

Within two minutes, a black Maybach also arrived and stopped next to the convoy.

Qi Yun pushed open the car door and got out, accompanied by Ge Dabao.

The two approached and secretly talked with Zhang Jianjun for more than ten minutes. Finally, Ge Dabao handed over a disc containing classified information to him.

The disc recorded a clue that Guo An had been pursuing for a long time, involving some people and certain transactions with group Z from abroad. After Director Duan applied for approval, it was permitted to hand it over to the investigation team for joint handling.

"Thank you both for supporting our work. Please rest assured, I will report to the higher-ups truthfully." Zhang Jianjun solemnly assured Qi Yun and his team while keeping the file bag containing the disc.

Qi Yun wasn’t too worried about this, since Director Duan had instructed them to hand over the materials. It was sure that everything had been coordinated, and no accidents would occur.

"Alright, it’s been hard for you this period. Welcome to visit J again when you have time." Qi Yun politely shook hands and bid farewell.

"Certainly!"

"Goodbye!"

After saying their goodbyes, Zhang Jianjun turned and walked toward the private jet.

Ge Dabao watched his back and commented wistfully, "A huge earthquake is coming..."

Qi Yun knew what he meant: when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. That faction is destined to be purged.

"Director Qi, how about treating the brothers to something at your hot pot restaurant?" Ge Dabao teased, patting Qi Yun on the arm.

Qi Yun waved grandly, "Sure, no problem. I’ll reserve seats for everyone." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Alright, today I finally got the chance to take advantage of a wealthy friend!" Ge Dabao said as he took out his phone to message his brothers.

Forty minutes later, the two arrived at Old Feng Hot Pot Restaurant.

The business inside was as booming as ever, with every table filled to capacity and a dozen or so people waiting outside.

Patrons here were not only locals but also many tourists attracted by advertisements on museum tickets, so Qi Yun’s initial deal with the museum wasn’t a loss in the long run.

Seeing Qi Yun enter, Old Feng came out from behind the bar to greet him: "You’re here. I’ve arranged your friends in a private room."

Qi Yun nodded to him, then introduced to Ge Dabao: "This is my good buddy, Old Feng."

"Old Feng, this is also a friend, Ge Dabao. You can just call him Old Ge."

Old Feng sized up Ge Dabao without asking much, merely warmly stretching out his hand for a greeting.

"Hello, hello! Come on, please follow me inside."

The three entered the private room, where more than a dozen of Guo An’s colleagues, all familiar faces from Ge Dabao’s group, were already seated.

During the meal, no one talked about work; they just chatted casually.

It wasn’t until the meal was nearing its end that Ge Dabao put his arm around Qi Yun’s shoulder and said, "I estimate I’ll be transferred next month."

Qi Yun’s smile froze: "So sudden, where to?"

"Nan J, A City."

The room fell into silence; it took a while before Qi Yun raised his glass with a smile to congratulate: "Congratulations then."

In his heart, Qi Yun was somewhat unwilling to see Ge Dabao leave, as the latter had provided him with much assistance since they met, and their relationship was very good.

However, people always strive to advance. With Ge Dabao’s rank, he would surely become influential in the local Guo An system, which was progress.

Watching Qi Yun raise his glass, Ge Dabao also picked up his glass to toast: "What’s to congratulate? It’s just changing places to work."

"The work over there is more complicated. It might be hard to freeload on your hot pot in the future."

There was a hint of sentiment in his words, and the colleagues nearby chimed in: "With Brother Bao leaving, I feel a bit empty inside..."

This remark added a slight heaviness to the atmosphere in the private room.

After the meal ended, everyone dispersed, and Ge Dabao stayed behind with a man about Qi Yun’s age.

This man was named Bao Cheng, Ge Dabao’s deputy.

"Old Bao is likely to take over my position, so you two should get to know each other for seamless communication in work."

Bao Cheng was a man of few words, a rather silent personality, smiling and nodding to Qi Yun: "Consultant Qi, if there’s anything you need my cooperation on in the future, just say it."

"No need to be formal, Captain Bao. Just call me Qi Yun. I might indeed need your help in the future." Qi Yun hadn’t interacted much with this person before, only having seen him a few times.

So it seemed that the reason Ge Dabao wanted this meal was likely to use the relaxed atmosphere to build a connection between the two of them.

...

On the other side, inside the manor in Lyon, France.

Just back from Kunlun Mountain, De Gaulle immediately convened a family meeting.

It was the same long table as last time, and sitting around it were the same people.

After De Gaulle explained the course of this journey, the expressions on the faces of those family elders varied; some frowned, others fell into deep thought.

"De Gaulle, are you sure the Land of Eternal Life is just the legendary Shambala?" The elder who spoke was named Alfred, sitting in the first seat on the left side, second in family prestige only to Old George.