Chapter 702: Miss Sun
Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.
A impressive convoy came to a stop, its doors opening simultaneously. Over twenty men in suits politely cordoned off a small area around it. When a stylish woman with an air of sophistication and oversized sunglasses stepped out of the airport under the escort of several bodyguards, a middle-aged woman dressed like a housekeeper, along with a few secretaries, stepped forward without hesitation:
“Miss.”
With great respect, she said, “My name is Kim Rorin. The boss instructed us to take care of your daily affairs and living arrangements in China. If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, please let me know.” Speaking fluent Korean, the stylish woman finally removed her sunglasses, revealing a fair face typical of K-pop beauties. Though not classically beautiful, she was quite attractive and had a graceful presence, her eyes sparkling.
“No need for all that trouble. Take me to where I’ll be staying. I still have tasks to complete today.”
Without hesitation, Kim Rorin quickly opened the car door and helped the granddaughter of the group’s chairman get in. Everyone boarded the car, and it slowly started moving.
“The secretary of the chairman should have told you about my situation and requirements… How far have you gotten with the preparations?”
“We’ve contacted almost everyone who needs to be contacted,” Kim Rorin replied cautiously.
After all, Miss Sun had a reputation within the group for being domineering and demanding.
“Almost?” The stylish woman drew out the word, her gaze falling on the fearful housekeeper across from her. “Housekeeper Kim is from our Samsung Group, right? Korean, too?”
“Yes.”
“Then no wonder…” The stylish woman seemed relieved. Lately, Samsung Group’s influence in China hadn’t been as strong as before. “Who hasn’t been contacted yet?” As she spoke, she gazed out the window at the scenery of Shanghai, always admiring this rapidly developing country full of business opportunities.
“That’s the case,” Kim Rorin said, sighing in relief before sitting up straight and answering, “We’ve contacted the person in charge of Yipin Tang. They said they’re willing to cooperate but can’t provide overt support for this matter.”
“Hmm.” The stylish woman smiled lightly.
“What about Lingxiao Palace? I heard their sisters run an advertising company, but it’s not very famous.” She had expected Yipin Tang to refuse to openly support them; the relationship between Yipin Tang and the Mu family was tense from the beginning, even fraught with tension. If there was any of the four top gangs that couldn’t contribute in this matter, it would be Yipin Tang.
“Miss Sun’s information is indeed accurate, but that was before yesterday… Today, there have been slight changes.” Jin Ruolin’s reply made the fashionable woman “Xuelin” frown slightly:
“Changes?”
She naturally knew it was a way of saving her face, meaning her information was already outdated. Sometimes, even a delay of a minute or an hour could be fatal!
“Tell me more.”
“Okay.”
Jin Ruolin didn’t dare neglect her duty: “A few days ago, the official website of the martial world contacted Qin Qing and Qin Yun, the leaders of Lingxiao Palace, asking them to handle the advertising design for some sports brands in the martial world; it was only confirmed yesterday!”
“Huh, good work keeping things confidential.”
“The other partner is Kai Xin.”
“Endorsement?” Miss Sun frowned slightly before realizing, “The brand has a good reputation. Nowadays, few people abroad don’t know Kai Xin, the greatest expert in the Central Plains…” But she didn’t have a good impression of Kai Xin, as it was the first time she had been put in a passive situation, forcing her to fly from South Korea to Shanghai in search of a chance to stay in the Central Plains.
“Yes.”
Jin Ruolin pushed up her delicate glasses: “With the sponsorship and support from the official website of the martial world, their advertising company has become quite famous. It’s not impossible for it to become one of the top advertising companies in China in the future. Besides, Lingxiao Palace has promising prospects in the martial world, with astonishing daily profits…”
“How’s the communication with them?”
“We’ve offered them a few large projects, which should be quite attractive to them. Qin Yun said we can try to gauge their reaction, but they can’t give us a detailed reply yet,” Jin Ruolin replied.
Miss Sun snapped her fingers: “Give them the projects, whether they can do it or not.” Although the cooperation with Lingxiao Palace wasn’t deep, if they could use real business to strengthen their relationship and form an alliance, future activities in the Central Plains would be much safer and smoother.
“Okay.”
Jin Ruolin wrote it down.
“Have you gotten in touch with Xiayi Gate and the Mu family?”
“We’ve contacted Xiayi Gate, but they said since it’s Kai Xin’s decision, they won’t interfere…” Hearing this, Jin Ruolin saw her own slightly furrowed brows reflected in the car window.
“The Mu family has not been contacted yet.”
“Why?”
Miss Sun was stunned. She remembered that Happy was from Nanhua University, and the phone numbers of several of her companions were clearly listed on the Nanhua Jianghu Ranking.
“The people on the Nanhua Jianghu Ranking are not in charge of the Mu family’s affairs. Lei Zhan hasn’t revealed any contact information, nor has Happy. Even some ordinary members dare not get involved.”
“As of now, the ones we can contact are the head of the Assassins’ Guild, ‘Tang Feng’, the ‘Male and Female Demons’, and the ruler of the Lengyue Palace, ‘Lu Mingyue’…”
None of the names listed by Jin Ruolin satisfied Miss Sun, who couldn’t help frowning and asking, “What about that one called Yi Di?”
“There’s no information at all. No friends can get in touch with him, and he hasn’t replied to messages in the game either…” Jin Ruolin replied carefully.
Miss Sun sighed deeply. “Forget it. Aside from the Lingxiao Palace, contacting the others is useless… Tell Qin Yun that I’m willing to admit my mistake. As long as Happy can forgive me, I’m willing to compensate with money or resources.”
“Okay.”
The convoy slowly entered the prosperous and luxurious Steel City. The noise of traffic around them drowned out their conversation.
…
But in a company in another city, a young woman with striking looks showed a worried expression in her office.
“Could I have offended Happy again this time?” It had been some time since she received the request from the Samsung Group, yet she still hadn’t decided on the right words. After all, Happy had already caused a nearly catastrophic upheaval to the Lingxiao Palace due to foreign forces last time. This time, although things seemed a bit less tense because of the advertising connection, she wasn’t sure if it would anger Happy again.
“Sis, do you think I should take this order?”
Just as she was worried, an internal call came in…
It was a phone number known only to those in “Jianghu”. Could something have happened in the game?
“What is it…”
“Log in quickly! There’s news from Yang Gong’s Treasure House!” A deep and urgent voice came through.