aircannonsinc 139. What can be solved with money isn't a problem.
139. What can be solved with money isn't a problem.
"Heaven cherishes life. It is not easy for an object to develop spirituality. You have a loving master. I hope you can cultivate yourself well and use your abilities for good."
Ai Yi said softly, and the spiritual light swayed slightly towards Ai Yi, as if expressing gratitude, before slowly drifting into the distance.
Jiang Chen glanced at him, surprised that Ai Yi possessed such a purifying ability.
This result seems pretty good.
After cleaning up the bus, Ai called the foundation, and the support staff quickly arrived at the scene and began to clean up the mess.
They skillfully cordoned off the area, carried the dozen or so workers who had lost some of their energy and were still in a coma onto a vehicle, and sent them to a specialized medical institution for recuperation.
They cleaned up the mess at the scene in an orderly manner, without needing to, and without needing to, help Jiang Chen and his group.
……
The next day, at the Millennium Promise Bar.
When the three returned, it was already daylight.
Edward directly handed the investigation of the tunnel project over to his father. In the business world, Edward had more influence and connections, and could investigate such old cases much faster than the foundation.
The results came back in less than half a day.
Ai Yi frowned as she looked at the information on her phone.
"We found it. The contractor for the tunnel project back then was a company called Hongyuan Construction."
Jiang Chen frowned upon hearing this. "This name sounds familiar."
"Of course it sounds familiar." Ai Yi turned the phone screen towards him. "Look, the headquarters of this company is in the urban village that Dongfang Liang asked us to investigate."
Two seemingly unrelated clues converged at this moment.
All the doubts pointed to that place shrouded in a divine cloud.
Ai pointed to another document on the screen.
"Look at this, the boss of Hongyuan Construction is called Zhao Hongyuan. This guy's rise to wealth is quite peculiar. It was after that tunnel project that he seemed to have struck it rich. His company became extremely wealthy in just a few years and frequently won various large government projects."
"He made a fortune and continued to expand his business, but his company headquarters remained in the urban village without ever moving."
Ai Yi's lips curled into a sneer, "Not only that, this Zhao Hongyuan is also very enthusiastic about doing charity. He helps the elderly living alone in urban villages and gives out money and rice during festivals. He's like a money-giving boy and has a very good reputation."
"A good reputation." Jiang Chen shook his head. "If someone spends money to buy a reputation, it usually means they've done something shameful."
"I'll check his fund flows again."
Ai Yi's fingers flew across the keyboard.
A few minutes later, a complex graph of fund flows unfolded on the screen.
Jiang Chen can understand human meridian diagrams, but this kind of diagram gives him a headache.
"So, what did you see? You're smiling like a flower."
"Hehehe, they really know how to make a big deal out of this."
Ai Yi clicked his tongue in amazement, "Tsk tsk tsk, I can only say 666, they're not even acting anymore. Hongyuan Construction has a lot of abnormal funds, which are transferred through more than a dozen shell companies and finally all of them are transferred into a secret account in the urban village."
"Look at the management of these shell companies. Their resumes are a mess. They all only have elementary school education and don't understand business at all. They are just a bunch of figureheads."
Looking at this enormous financial network, Jiang Chen's mind was once again filled with the image of that dark cloud of negative energy, imbued with a divine aura, above the urban village.
The Five Ghosts Moving Technique, the Five Gods, the intricate flow of funds—all the clues seem to connect.
All the doubts, like rivers flowing into the sea, ultimately pointed to one thing—the urban village.
"Urban villages are inevitable; we have to infiltrate them."
That's what Jiang Chen thought.
"My idea is to play a down-on-his-luck medical student, rent a small, run-down apartment in an urban village, and then try to get a job at Hongyuan Construction or one of their shell companies. I'll start from the bottom and gradually figure out their internal structure and core secrets."
Jiang Chen's personality and way of thinking are like this; to put it nicely, he is prudent and keeps all risks to a minimum.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ai Yi rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Do you need to act? Aren't you down on your luck enough? You've studied for so many years, and everyone else has graduated while you haven't even gotten a diploma."
"Hey you……"
Jiang Chen pointed at Ai Yi, speechless for a long time. "You can only stab someone in the back if they're a good brother. He knows where it hurts the most."
"And have you been watching too many Hong Kong movies? Why are you playing the undercover agent card at a time like this?"
"This is the best joke I've ever heard. By the time you get in and climb up the ranks to reach the core, who knows when that will be? By then, it'll be too late."
"Alright, then what are your thoughts, Young Master Ai?"
"Whether the Five Gods are in charge of wealth or the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth Technique is an evil art, one thing is certain: what they want is nothing more than money, and what I lack least is money."
"So let's keep it simple and direct: delivering money to your door is the fastest way to get in touch."
Use money to break down the door; it's simple and brutal. If you can't break down the door, it means you haven't spent enough money, so you should spend more.
It doesn't matter. For Ai Yi, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all.
Jiang Chen's tactical lean back...that's fucking right.
As it turns out, sometimes the simplest and most direct methods are the most effective.
……
The following day, at the headquarters of Hongyuan Construction.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom, with an air of overwhelming dominance, came to a steady stop in front of Hongyuan Construction's somewhat outdated office building.
The car door opened, and Ai Yi, dressed in a flamboyant Versace haute couture suit and wearing sunglasses, was the first to get out of the car.
Jiang Chen and Youxi kept a low profile, following behind him on either side, acting as his assistants and lackeys.
The receptionist was idly scrolling through her phone when she saw this scene. She was taken aback at first, then a contemptuous smile appeared on her lips.
Over the years, she has seen many con artists who drive luxury cars to the company, pretending to be wealthy and trying to attract investment.
These three are obviously no good; although they look quite presentable, they are too young.
Ai Yi goes without saying; her baby face is incredibly deceptive. You can tell at a glance that she's still wet behind the ears, and she's practically a complete novice in games.
"The three of you, do you have an appointment?" she asked lazily without even lifting her eyelids.
"Does my Ai Group need an appointment to see someone?"
"Sorry, no one is allowed in without an appointment."
Ai Yi, too lazy to waste words, directly said to the game behind him, "Call their CEO Wang and tell him to come down and pick me up in three minutes. If he doesn't show up in three minutes, we're leaving."
Although Ai Yi concealed his true dragon aura, the noble air he had cultivated since childhood still exerted a strong sense of pressure in his every move.
This made the receptionist wonder to herself, "The more I look at this person, the less he seems like a fake."
Could it really be true?!