Searching for Treasures in the Clouds

She had not wanted to tell Yun Jixing about these things, and was even less willing to expose her own skills. But now that things had come to a point where they were somewhat out of control and were threatening to get out of hand, and the opponent was related to the Yun family, there was no way she could avoid telling him.

The most important issue is money. Three million US dollars is more than 20 million yuan when converted into domestic currency. It is immoral for her to spend such a large amount without saying a word.

Although the pocket money given by Yunjixing was a voluntary donation with legal effect, and an agreement was signed, the accumulated amount had reached hundreds of millions, which was enough for her to offer rewards for a few more heads, but she was still not used to considering it as her money. She just wanted to save it, and if she had to spend money, she had to spend her own money.

"You can use my money as you like, even 300 million is fine. Don't worry about money in the future. If you don't have enough, ask me for it and I'll give it to you."

Yun Jixing held Yu Ru's hand again.

"Aru, if you have such a big thing in the future, you have to tell me. You can tell me anything. Don't be afraid of trouble. We are a couple. If there is anything, we must face it together."

Yu Ru nodded, but in her heart she was thinking about how to make more money and earn back the three million US dollars quickly.

Yucheng,

Qinglong Lake Villa.

This villa has the largest villa in the city, which is almost the same as a castle. The housing alone occupies half of the hilltop. Together with the garden and various leisure and entertainment venues, the entire mountain is contracted. Its huge and complete system is very eye-catching and has attracted a lot of attention.

In fact, its area and style have surpassed the scope of a villa and can be directly called a castle. The person who designed it was a famous Italian architect. Both the appearance and interior decoration of the building here are designed in the style of European castles. They are generally Baroque, gorgeous and very ornamental. But the furniture placed inside has no directional style and reference period, but is all in the style of ancient Europe. There are Louis XVI style walnut carved princess armchairs, as well as typical Gothic antique church chairs...

The owner of this eye-catching villa is Yun Liuyi.

Yun Liuyi was smoking in a hall of the castle, sitting in the corner of the sofa. He took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke and asked: "Xiao Lu, where is Wang Xingjun?"

Next to him stood a man in his forties wearing a suit. When he asked, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Sir, we heard that he is going to the United States."

“The real Wang Xingjun or the fake Wang Xingjun?”

"Fake." Lu Zhimao replied.

"He's a man who doesn't keep his word. He took the money but didn't do the job. Where is he now? Help me catch him." Yun Liuyi waved his hand, "Go and deal with it now."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Zhimao turned around and was about to leave, but Yun Liuyi stopped him again, "Wait a moment."

There is a flower table next to the sofa, which is very close so that the things placed on it can be easily reached.

After Yun Liuyi called Lu Zhimao, he casually reached out his hand towards the flower table, picked up a business card on it and handed it to him, smiling and saying: "Xiao Lu, this is the personal business card of the calligraphy master Mr. Xu Risheng. I have already introduced him to you, and the rest is up to you. Your daughter has some accomplishments in calligraphy, so don't waste it. When she grows up and becomes a big shot in the industry, you will also be proud as a father, right?"

Lu Zhimao was stunned at first, then he happily took the business card and said, "Yes, thank you, sir."

"Okay, go do your thing."

The real and fake Wang Xingjun mentioned by the two people were in two different places. The real Wang Xingjun was staying in his own home in Huacheng, while the fake Wang Xingjun was staying in a luxury hotel.

The real Wang Xingjun was eating in his home. The family of four were all gathered together in silence, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Cai Huiting looked at Wang Xingjun quietly, holding the chopsticks tightly in her hand, her heart was tangled. After hesitating for a long time, she couldn't help asking: "Husband, is that boss serious? You helped him to instruct that man to do things, and he helped you find someone to take the blame. Who did he find?"

Wang Xingjun was a middle-aged man who had gained weight. He raised his eyes, which were slightly hidden by wrinkles and squeezed by fat, and glanced casually at his wife, then lowered his head to eat.

"That's the man I'm looking for."

"Oh..." Cai Huiting continued to eat, shoveling a mouthful of rice into her mouth and swallowing it. She asked again: "Has the higher-ups got any news? When will they find out about us?"

"I don't know." Wang Xingjun looked a little impatient. "It should be soon. When the time comes, don't go around asking for help. Just go find the people I told you about."

"Okay, I get it." Cai Huiting poked at the food in her bowl unhappily, "Are you going to get the death penalty? Can't you find a better lawyer to defend you and make it less severe?"

"No way out. It's such a big deal, there's no room for negotiation. Even if the lawyer is very good at talking, it's useless. We can only find someone to take the blame. That boss is paying a lot, so it should work."

"How much did you give?"

"I don't know how much he gave, but this kind of thing can't be solved without eight figures."

"So many?" Cai Huiting's eyes widened, her hands holding the bowl and chopsticks froze, "Haven't we investigated this yet? How come the person who replaced you is in jail now? If he goes to jail, who will replace you when you leave? Wouldn't the money be given in vain?"

"I wasn't put in jail for that matter. I was put in jail for something else. It was very troublesome and I can't explain it clearly. The higher-ups have their own way. Don't ask so many questions. Let's eat first." Wang Xingjun pouted impatiently.

The couple's intelligence was a little delayed. The fake Wang Xingjun who was used as a replacement had already been released. He was not being tried in the police station as they had expected. Now, he was living a carefree life in a luxury hotel.

"Rich people live in different places. One bedroom is bigger than an ordinary person's entire home..."

Ma Xiaolong walked back and forth in the hotel room, muttering to himself, admiring the luxury of the room.

After walking around the whole room, he returned to the bedroom to rest. Without washing up, he collapsed on the bed.

"Oh, it feels so good..."

He let out a comfortable sigh, reached out one hand to the side, pulled the pillow under his head, twisted his slightly fat body into a comfortable position, took out his mobile phone and began to check the balance in his account.

Because he looked a lot like Wang Xingjun and their bodies were similar, he was able to take on the job of taking the blame for Wang Xingjun. Before that, he had to pretend to be Wang Xingjun and direct Feng Jianguo to do some things. After completing all the tasks, he would receive 80 million yuan.

His current account balance shows only four million. The person who taught him how to do things told him that he cannot give too much at one time, and that the money will be given to him and his family in batches. Otherwise, if there is suddenly so much extra money in the account, it will be frozen and someone will investigate.

He didn't quite understand these things, so he just waited for the person he was contacting to come back to him so he could ask more.

But it's only four million, which is an astronomical figure for him, so he is not in a hurry. With four million, he will not lack money.

Ma Xiaolong lay on the bed, one finger on the number displayed on the account balance, counting the numbers over and over again, and he stopped only when his hands were tired. He threw the phone aside and closed his eyes. It was not pleasant to stay in the interrogation room for such a long time. He was tired.

At this time, his phone rang.

The ringing of the bell was so sudden that it startled him. After all, he had escaped from the police station by illegal means, so he was terrified at the slightest movement. That was why he had specially found a luxury hotel to stay in. He felt that the place where rich people lived would be much safer than ordinary places, and it would not be so easy to find him if he was targeted.

He looked around and made sure there was nothing unusual around him before he carefully picked up his phone to check for incoming calls.