Chapter 177: Chapter 139: New Feature, Green Intelligence (Double-Length)_2
If the intel is true, getting hold of this formula could be incredibly beneficial, even if we don’t sell it—just taking it ourselves every day would be amazing.
He walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and started searching for related information on his phone.
Only then did he find out that Fukui Yotei is quite famous; the Inner Canon of Huangdi was discovered by him in the ancient books passed down in his family.
But that old guy hid the most precious page away.
"How to get that book, Chiyun Country’s Records of Land and People, from his ancestral home..."
Qi Yun lit a cigarette and, after pondering for a moment with a frown, came up with a rough idea.
He left the bathroom and returned to the office.
Inside, Bro Hui was already back, chatting with Mr. Bi.
Qi Yun sat down, looked at Bro Hui with a smile, and casually asked, "Bro Hui, I heard you talking about a house when I was in the bathroom?"
Bro Hui puffed out a smoke ring and said angrily, "That little Japanese caused trouble in my place. I told him to settle it with 500,000, and he actually offered me some crappy house in a Japanese village in exchange. What the heck am I going to do with it?"
Qi Yun’s mind shifted, but his face remained calm, and he said with a smile, "Bro Hui, if this little Japanese is using the house to offset the money, maybe it’s worth something. Coincidentally, I’m looking to buy a house in Japan. Would you mind if I ask him about it?"
Bro Hui raised an eyebrow with a hint of confusion on his face, stared at Qi Yun for a few seconds, then laughed heartily, "Qi, you’re really something. Who’d buy a crappy house in a Japanese village, but if you want to ask, go ahead."
"We’re all friends here. If you like his house, I’ll have him transfer it to you and let him off this time."
Qi Yun nodded with a smile, "Alright, thanks, Bro Hui. I’ll go ask him first."
He got up and left, heading to the room where Fukui Sakaeda was held.
As soon as he entered, Fukui Sakaeda looked at him with hopeful eyes.
Qi Yun closed the door, walked up, squatted in front of him, and looked him in the eye, "Mr. Fukui, I heard you have a house in Japan?"
Fukui Sakaeda nodded eagerly, "Yes, I have an ancestral home in Kyoto Chiba Prefecture. If you let me leave, I can give you the house."
Qi Yun originally thought communication with this Japanese would be a bit tough, but he was surprised at how fluent Fukui’s Chinese was.
And judging by the look in his eyes, it seemed he thought of Qi Yun as one of Bro Hui’s people.
Qi Yun cleared his throat and explained, "Mr. Fukui, there’s a misunderstanding. I’m not looking to take your house for free; I’m willing to pay for it."
Fukui Sakaeda paused for a moment, then a hint of joy flashed on his face, and he quickly replied, "Buying it is fine. Just give me 500,000."
Qi Yun smiled as he took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to him, lighting it before continuing, "Can you first tell me a bit about the house?"
Fukui Sakaeda gratefully took the cigarette, inhaled deeply, and his nervousness seemed to ease slightly.
"The house is in Anping Village, Chiba Prefecture. It’s two stories, six rooms, and has a courtyard. It’s my ancestral home and a bit old, so I don’t visit often."
Qi Yun nodded and casually asked, "I heard these old Japanese houses usually have a study room. Does yours have one?"
Fukui Sakaeda seemed a bit puzzled but quickly replied, "Yes, it does. There are many books in there, all inherited from my ancestors."
Upon confirmation, Qi Yun felt at ease and continued, "The price of 500,000 is fine, but I want the house kept as it is, including all the things inside."
Upon hearing this, Fukui Sakaeda’s face lit up with delight, "Sure, no problem. Everything’s yours! Just give me the money!"
Qi Yun smiled at him, "Mr. Fukui, no need to rush. I’ll get you the money soon. I’ll find a lawyer to help us with the transfer procedures; I hope you’ll cooperate."
Fukui Sakaeda nodded quickly, "I’ll cooperate! I definitely will."
"Alright, just wait a moment then." With that, Qi Yun patted his shoulder and turned to leave the room.
Back in the office, he looked at Bro Hui and said, "Bro Hui, the Japanese guy’s house isn’t bad. I quite like it and plan to buy it."
Bro Hui waved dismissively, even his chest tattoo quivered, "What’s there to buy? I already said if you like it, I’ll have the kid transfer it to you, and let him off the hook."
Qi Yun laughed, "Bro Hui, I can’t do that. I know you’re chivalrous, treating me like a friend, but I can’t take advantage of this for free."
"I’ve already negotiated a price of 500,000 with him. As for your business with him, handle it however you see fit."
Bro Hui seemed about to say more, but Mr. Bi noticed that Qi Yun didn’t want to owe him a favor, or perhaps didn’t want to be involved in something illegal.
So Bi smiled and chimed in, "Bro Hui, let’s go with Little Brother Qi’s suggestion. We’ve just met, and he’s too polite to take advantage. We’ll have many more opportunities in the future."
Upon hearing Mr. Bi, Bro Hui paused before bursting into a hearty laugh, "Alright, since both of you say so, I won’t insist."
"Little Brother Qi, you’re indeed straightforward, not liking to owe favors. I quite admire that."
Qi Yun quickly clasped his hands, "Thank you, Bro Hui, for understanding."
"By the way, are there any Japanese lawyers in Hong Kong?"
Bro Hui took a sip of his tea, smiling, "This is Hong Kong; you can find any kind of lawyer here. I’ll get in touch for you right now!"
With that, he set down his tea, pulled out his phone, and quickly scanned his contacts.
Soon enough, he found a number and dialed it.
"Hello, Chen, this is Boss Hui! Do you know any reliable Japanese lawyers? I have a friend who wants to buy a house in Japan and needs a knowledgeable lawyer to handle the paperwork."
"Alright, have him come directly to my bar."
Hanging up, Bro Hui smiled smugly, "All set."
"Thanks, Bro Hui." Qi Yun expressed his gratitude again.
...
Two hours later, the agent lawyer prepared the necessary materials for the transfer and left, promising to complete everything within five days.
True to his word, Qi Yun transferred 500,000 to Fukui Sakaeda, but the money just passed through his account and ended up in Bro Hui’s pocket.
"Son of a gun, if you dare cause trouble in my place again, I’ll feed you to the fishes! Now get lost!" Bro Hui swore as he kicked Fukui Sakaeda out.
Fukui Sakaeda, feeling as if granted amnesty, slunk out of the bar and quickly disappeared into the street.
"Bro Hui, could you have someone follow him for a few days, ensure he doesn’t leave Hong Kong before the transfer is complete?" Qi Yun whispered.
Bro Hui nodded, "No problem, a minor task." With that, he immediately called over a subordinate and gave a few instructions.
With everything settled, and as night fell, Mr. Bi invited the two of them to a nondescript restaurant for dinner.
Upon entering the private room, Qi Yun was momentarily stunned. A few scantily clad, blonde-haired, blue-eyed women were already waiting inside.
Most striking was the one on the table, covered in various sashimi dishes, looking just like scenes he’d seen on TV.
Seeing Qi Yun’s expression, Mr. Bi laughed and said, "Little Brother Qi, don’t be so reserved, tonight is all about relaxing."
Unlike Qi Yun, Bro Hui seemed right at home, obviously not his first visit, as he licked his lips and plopped down, arms around two women.
Though a bit uncomfortable, Qi Yun didn’t want to embarrass Mr. Bi, so he gave a forced laugh and sat down as well.
After a few rounds of drinks, Qi Yun swallowed food offered by one of the women next to him and checked his watch. It was nearing eight o’clock.
Looking at Bro Hui who had just finished washing his face, he asked, "Bro Hui, I heard there’s a horse race tonight. Can you help me place a bet?"