Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 620 The Middleman and the Middleman

No matter how ingenious the leader is, he can't make up for the lack of strength and manpower. We are too few people. Brother Tian is not only the deliveryman, but also the "middleman".

If anything goes wrong in the future, it will all end with the middleman. Brother Tian will stand in front of us. This is not just a matter of money. There are many rich people, but how many of them can afford to hire Tian Sanjiu?

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"Brother Tian, ​​is it okay if the money arrives all at once? We can also take cash, or if that's not possible, we can have it arrive in installments. We're not in a hurry."

“Yunfeng, you’ve become more cautious. It’s a good thing to be cautious. Don’t worry, those people’s money has been laundered countless times. It’s safer for you to take their money than to beg on the street.”

"Thanks, Brother Tian. The boss didn't tell me you were coming. Let's arrange a time to grab a drink sometime."

"It's not convenient this time, I'll call Wang next time."

I turned my head aside to continue discussing delivery details with Brother Tian, ​​while I went to Xiaoxuan's house.

When she saw me come in, Xiaoxuan quickly turned her face to the side while lying on the pillow.

"Still angry with me?"

"Why would I be angry with you?" Xiaoxuan said, sitting up.

"So you're angry with Xiaoyang?"

At this moment, Xiaoxuan suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed the pillow through. She looked at me and said, "Let's stick to the facts. I've raised Xiaohei for over a year. Don't you consider my feelings? If Xiaoyang wants a cat, he should ask me in person. He shouldn't just take the cat away without saying a word. This is stealing. He's a thief. If I catch him in the future, I won't let him off easy."

"Look at you... He's afraid of you, that's why he doesn't dare tell you! Even I'm afraid of you!"

Xiaoxuan looked distressed and threw the pillow at me.

I went over and sat down, then hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Don't be angry. I promise you, if I ever run into him again, I'll beat him up for you."

Xiao Xuan rolled her eyes: "You're all in cahoots, do you think I'd believe that?"

I have unspeakable suffering in my heart. If, as the boss said, Xiao Yang is wearing gold and silver rings one day, how could I dare to hit him?

Surprisingly, colorful decorations adorn the walls, troupes perform their arias, and people from all walks of life, from the north and south, are all subject to orders.

How could I dare to stand up for Xiaoxuan and hit him?

I had to kneel down to speak; I didn't dare utter a single word.

Modern society is a new society, but the martial arts world still exists. The so-called Eight Gates Leader can actually be seen as the leader of the martial arts alliance in the last era of the martial arts world. The leader does not belong to the Shock Gate, but must have come from the Shock Gate. It is precisely because the leader has not appeared for many years that the martial arts performers are scattered and have no organization, so the Changchun Society was born naturally.

If the head's prophecy comes true, will Changchun dare to take action against the future Eight Gates Alliance?

I don't think so; it's impossible to judge at the moment.

Zhuge Qing is an enigma. Rumors circulate that he is a descendant of Zhuge Liang. Regardless of the truth of his identity, the story seems somewhat similar. Before his death, the old chairman entrusted his son to Zhuge Qing, and Zhuge Qing single-handedly raised the young new chairman. He also set up a grand scheme to help the Changchun Association complete its transformation. In the battle at the tofu shop, Zhuge Qing used both overt and covert methods. Even with a super-powerful combination of several gatekeepers, twin old men, and Shi Wuchang, they still failed to kill the Mad Taoist. As a result, they suffered heavy losses, which led to Shi Wuchang having to take the blame in the end.

At this moment, recalling that tragic night at the tofu shop, I had a vague feeling that... Zhuge Qing went to such great lengths, was it really just because the Mad Taoist was an uncontrollable neutral faction in the martial arts world? Could it be that he had learned some information and had other plans?

The more I thought about it, the more alarmed I became; things didn't seem as simple as they appeared.

Could it be... that the Mad Taoist Priest was a bodyguard that night?

That's unlikely.

In my opinion, no one can command the Mad Taoist. The three major martial arts organizations can't, the Shock Sect can't, and even the leader of the Eight Gates can't quite manage it. The Mad Taoist is an independent and transcendent being.

I went to the toilet while thinking about these things, and when I urinated, I felt a sharp pain, like I had touched a chili pepper.

Just then, the phone rang. I pulled up my pants, glanced at the number, and answered it.

"Meimei?"

"It's me, Mr. Xiang. Good afternoon."

"How did you get my phone number?"

"You told me that before."

"Did I tell you? What do you want with me?"

"Here's the thing, Mr. Xiang. Didn't you ask me to help you look at a coin with strange inscriptions? I sent a picture of that coin to my master. I admit I misjudged it. That coin is very special. A few days ago, a coin dealer from Hangzhou saw the picture at my master's place. He insisted on finding out who the owner was. You know Mr. Xiang, in this business, it's all about personal connections. If I weren't busy with this little bit of work..."

"and many more!"

As I came out of the restroom, I held up my phone and said, "You mean you sold my information?"

"Boss Xiang, look, isn't this just a heads-up? That Hangzhou coin dealer has a big buyer behind him, surnamed Wang, nicknamed 'King of Money,' have you heard of him?"

"What the hell is this 'King of Spending Money, Zhang the Spending King'?! He knows me, but I don't know him! What does this have to do with me? Don't you know what I do? You're breaking the rules!"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Meimei said softly on the phone, "I know Boss Xiang, no, I mean Brother Xiang, my good brother. You have to understand my difficulties. Every year, he buys millions of yuan worth of goods from me. I can't refuse him directly, so I wanted to act as a middleman. He arrived at Qiandao Lake this morning. You haven't left yet, have you?"

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"Don't call me that! I'm not your brother! We're not related!"

"What, are you angry? Last time you were the one who made me call you brother."

"So if I ask you to call me 'Dad,' you'll do it too?"

"dad."

"I....!"

Meimei was referring to those Manichaean coins she found underwater, which were still in my box. I sent them to her because I couldn't understand those gibberish characters, but she ended up leaking the information to me.

Whether it's the Hangzhou coin dealer or some so-called "coin king," I don't know them at all, I've never even heard of them. Dealing with such people is a huge no-no. Besides, they're already in Qiandao Lake, which means Meimei acted as an intermediary without my prior consent.

I was very angry, but I could hear Meimei's helplessness in her voice over the phone. She probably had no other choice, because she knew I wouldn't agree, so she resorted to the tactic of acting first and asking questions later.

I'm not one of those frontline tomb raiders. Those people just dig up money jars with treasure detectors; it's not that technically demanding. I'm a true professional tomb raider. Our identities are different, so the rules are naturally different.

Let alone a few ancient coins, there's nothing here that I can't sell.

I have no emotional attachment to any of these items; it's the collectors who appreciate them.

I have no attachment to any of the goods I've sold, not even the Ashoka Stupa or the golden armor of the rebels I found recently. To me, all these things are just goods, and the only thing I want is money, is mani.

"What would you do if I didn't see that person?"

"I won't be in any trouble, it'll just be harder to do business in the future. It's up to you, brother. If you decide, we don't have to meet."

“Meimei, we’ve just been through something and we’re in a dangerous situation. The boss probably won’t agree to me meeting with outsiders so easily. I need to think about why they insist on buying that coin.”

Meimei explained, "As I said, the King of Money is all about collecting rare varieties. He hasn't seen those few of yours before. This time, he asked a coin dealer to find me to be the middleman. To put it bluntly, he's determined to get them. If we're just talking about the economic aspect, I think this is a good opportunity to make a move. I don't think anyone can offer a higher price than him."

"What's the name of this Hangzhou coin dealer? Is his background clean?" I asked.

“Everyone in the underworld calls him Xiao He. I can guarantee he’s clean and there’s no problem with him. It’s very close to you from Hangzhou.”

"This is a one-time thing, and it won't happen again. He sent me his phone number."

"Thanks, Xiang Ge! I knew you'd agree! I owe you a favor! I'll definitely offer you more discounts next time we cooperate! Love you!"

Meimei kissed me on the phone. After I hung up, I was about to check my text messages when I suddenly felt a gust of wind behind me.

Looking back, I saw Xiaoxuan.

Xiaoxuan was staring at me intently.