Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 179 The Visitor, A Ning
The next day, Uncle San decided to set off back home.

Uncle San wanted to take the two tapes, but Wu Xiaoxie was shrewd and made two almost identical black discs, burned a copy for him, and kept the original for himself.

If there are any hidden clues that haven't been discovered yet, it will be difficult to get the things back once they're in the hands of that old fox, Third Uncle.

Pan Zi came here specifically to pick up his third uncle and take him back.

With Zhang Wuxun's help in providing the artifacts, Pan Zi found it easier to deal with the mess left by his third uncle. Since his third uncle was still alive, those opportunistic guys in the gambling dens didn't dare to openly disobey Pan Zi's orders.

After Uncle San left, Zhang Wuxun and the other two did not linger in Beicheng. After returning to Hangzhou by plane, Wu Xiaoxie immediately began to investigate the archaeological team from twenty years ago.

Although his third uncle told him to stop getting involved, Wu Xiaoxie still felt uneasy, with a vague sense of unease.

During this period, Fatty called frequently, saying that he had acquired some new properties in Panjiayuan and had spent most of the money.

So he decided to expand the market. He brought people to Wushanju to buy goods several times. He even took away a kingfisher feather headdress that Zhang Wuxun had taken out of the treasure room of the Heavenly Palace in the Cloud Top. He thought it was beautiful and kept it. He probably made a lot of money in the process. He was always dressed in a suit and tie and walked with a swagger.

That day, Zhang Wuxun was resting his chin on his hand, tapping the last "car" of the old man opposite him that he had just eaten, thinking about how to make the old man lose gracefully without making him turn against him.

The owner of the shop next to Wushanju was watching the game from the sidelines. Judging from his posture, he couldn't wait to push the old man aside and have a big battle with Zhang Wuxun himself.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his long robe, and was about to ask Zhang Wuxun to give way to this old man.

Then we heard someone shouting and cursing as they stepped through the archway.

The boss next door had extorted money from the fat guy a while ago. As soon as he saw that it was the fat guy, he slipped away, covered his face, and ran away.

Zhang Wuxun didn't even look up, pointing to the porch, "The boss is in the inner room, go find him yourself."

The fat man walked over and took a look. "Oh, playing chess? This is taking too long. You have to move like this."

As he spoke, he picked up the old man's "shi" (士) and thrust it forward in front of the "shuai" (帅), then grabbed Zhang Wuxun's "pao" (炮) and smashed the old man's "shuai" (帅) with a single leap.

The old man was so angry when he saw this that his eyes rolled back, and he pointed a trembling finger at the fat man, almost fainting.

The shop owner next door was peeking out from under the archway. When he saw what was happening, he quickly ran over, grinning sheepishly, and dragged his father away.

The fat man straightened his newly styled slicked-back hair and asked Zhang Wuxun, "Where's Tianzhen?"

Zhang Wuxun put the chess pieces back into the wooden box, locked it, and carried it with one hand. "He's looking at documents in the inner room. What are you doing here today?"

The fat man chuckled, "What? Can't I come and see you two if there's nothing wrong?"

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, "You don't come here unless you need something. I just remembered that you still owe me and Tianzhen three Manchu Han Imperial Feasts. When are you going to pay up, Fatty?"

The fat man walked into the house, put the suitcase he was carrying on the table, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "It's good to be early, I'll show you what I can do today." Zhang Wuxun took out a few bills from his wallet and slapped them on the table. "Wang Mengmeng, go buy some vegetables, buy more meat, and take your boss's old bread from the yard. The gas money is included, and the rest is your pocket money."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mengmeng immediately put down her mouse and beamed with joy, "Okay, Brother Yu, wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Since Zhang Wuxun started visiting Wushanju more frequently, Wang Mengmeng went from initially being wary that Zhang Wuxun would steal her job, to eventually being defeated by Zhang Wuxun's financial power, and listing Zhang Wuxun as the second most admired person.

Moreover, when Zhang Wuxun sent him to buy things, he would also give him pocket money, which added up to three-quarters of his salary. In this respect, Brother Yu was much more generous than his stingy boss.

Of course, in Wang Mengmeng's heart, her boss will always be number one.

Wang Mengmeng happily drove her minivan out the door.

Wu Xiaoxie looked up from the documents on the table, rubbed his neck, stretched, stood up, looked at the box the fat man had placed on the table, and laughed, "You came all this way, why bring a gift? What good stuff is in the box?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man remembered something he had forgotten because Zhang Wuxun had interrupted him, and immediately began to grumble and complain.

It turned out that the fat man brought two porcelain bottles with him, but one of them was broken by someone slapping him on the train. The problem was that he was in the wrong and couldn't ask anyone to pay for it, so he could only sulk.

As soon as the fat man explained the situation, Zhang Wuxun and the other man immediately burst into laughter.

"You're so old and still don't learn to be good, always talking nonsense. You've learned your lesson now, haven't you?" Wu Xiaoxie knew this guy's character well. This must have been because the fat guy provoked him first, which is why he was in the wrong.

The fat man was being unreasonable. "What I said is true. How come that little wench is meddling in everything, even telling me to tell the truth?"

"Damn, he looks so thin and delicate, like a bamboo pole, but he's got some serious strength. One slap and I couldn't even keep my balance on the box. Now my pair of celadon Ru porcelain pieces are all alone. Damn it, I get so angry just thinking about it," the fat man grumbled.

Wu Xiaoxie noticed that there was still a little red mark on the fat man's right cheek. He thought to himself that the girl was probably left-handed, as she was really good at swinging things. He suppressed a laugh and suggested to the fat man, "It's inevitable that valuable things will get bumped and scratched when you hold them in your hands. They also check things strictly on airplanes. Why don't you just invest in your own logistics company? Once it's running, it'll be a piece of cake to smuggle two or three artifacts into the cargo."

The fat man knew immediately that getting involved in some kind of complicated courier company was going to be a huge hassle, and he didn't want to hear about it. He turned to Zhang Wuxun and said, "Speaking of making money, brother, do you have any good ideas? When you're out there, you'll have to bring your fat brother along. I've been cooped up for the past few months and my muscles are all limp."

Zhang Wuxun shook his head, poured a cup of tea for the fat man to moisten his throat, and said, "I've been idle lately. About half a month ago, a small fry came to me asking me to help him keep order on the sidelines. I'm too lazy to even go down to the small fry, and I doubt anyone would want to give him away because he's too shabby."

“We can’t rest in this line of work. If we don’t move for a while, our bones will itch unbearably.” The fat man sighed and turned to ask Wu Xiaoxie, “Have you heard anything from your third uncle lately? Do you know any good lamas? You could spare one for me.”

Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, "I haven't contacted him much lately, he's probably still busy with gambling."

The three were chatting when a melodious and pleasant voice suddenly came from the direction of the door.

"Boss, we have a big business opportunity, are you in?"

The three of them turned around and saw that the person who came was actually A Ning.

(End of this chapter)