Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 458: Does Xiao Chen Have the Money to Compensate?
Chapter 458: Chapter 458: Does Xiao Chen Have the Money to Compensate?
Sanwa had finished cleaning, and the inside was completely renewed, with all the previous items thrown out.
"Done."
He looked at her leaning on the door like a lady boss, surprised that someone who looked so fierce could have a thing for cleanliness, having replaced all the personal items in the room according to her demands.
Only then did Yun Yue walk in, nodding in satisfaction, "Thank you."
"No, no problem." Sanwa was a bit flustered, seemingly not expecting her to actually say thanks.
"Tomorrow, I’ll take you around to get familiar with the layout of the Sacke Gang and meet some of the people in the gang. Even though you’re quite capable, it’s still best to keep a low profile," Sanwa couldn’t help but remind her before leaving.
Yun Yue didn’t seem to care and pretended not to hear, so Sanwa didn’t say anything else and left after closing the door.
Sitting in front of the square table, Yun Yue poured herself a glass of water. Her brows and eyes showed seven parts coldness and three parts carefree ruffian. She stared at a certain spot and fell into deep thought.
The Sacke Gang had existed for over twenty years; maybe there were others like Sanwa inside.
She needed to understand the specifics better before making a move.
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After Mo Fan and Xiao Yu returned to the camp, they both headed straight for the computer.
"How is it? Is the boss safe?"
Snow Wolf knew Yun Yue had successfully infiltrated the Sacke Gang upon their return.
Watching the flashing red dot on the computer, he nodded slightly, "Safe, her current position should be the Sacke Gang’s base."
He had been keeping an eye on this red dot, which had been blinking and moving. There seemed to be no danger for now.
"I have a question." Zhai Quan had wanted to ask since yesterday, and after thinking about it for a whole day without figuring it out, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
"Why do you always have so many issues!" Mo Fan gave him a disdainful look, as handsome as Nan Jingchen and skin as tender as a woman’s!
Zhai Quan: "..."
After waiting for a while and seeing that he wasn’t speaking, Mo Fan slapped the table, "Are you going to talk or not?"
Zhai Quan: "...It wasn’t you who told me not to say anything..."
This woman is really damn fierce!
"When did I ever stop you from talking!" Mo Fan felt like smacking him on the head, had he not finished elementary school or what?
"Okay, okay." Xiao Yu felt a headache coming on, sympathized with Zhai Quan for a second, and whispered secretly, "Just don’t argue with her, you can’t beat her."
Zhai Quan was stunned and found himself agreeing that it made a lot of sense.
"So I’m saying it... How will she send out the message? Or did you guys arrange a place to meet up?" Zhai Quan had been wondering all night.
If it was possible to send messages, Master Chen would have sent news out long ago; how could there be no word until now.
Now that she’s in there, how will she send a message out?!
By telepathy?
"You don’t need to worry about that, the boss has ways of sending information that they can’t stop," Mo Fan crossed his arms and snorted arrogantly.
Xiao Yu was curious too, but seeing that they weren’t the least bit worried, he didn’t ask any further, he would find out in due time.
Zhai Quan huffed and opened his cell phone, only to find out it was Xiao Lei calling. His phone was nearly drained from the bombardment of calls, and he had put it in his pocket on silent earlier.
"Mr. Zhai, Beiyang Base has been attacked! Losses are at least ten billion."
Zhai Quan was so shocked that his hand trembled, and the phone "plopped" to the ground, staring in horror at the dust-covered phone on the floor.
The others looked at him.
"What happened now?"
Zhai Quan swallowed hard, "Beiyang Base was attacked, with losses in the billions."
This was a sea trading port that Master Chen had spent a huge fortune building. It was supposed to make hundreds of billions, if not a trillion, each year.
And it was entirely for transporting their own goods, but now, forget making money, they couldn’t even ship their own goods out.
Billions in financial loss were imaginable, damaging so much that Beiyang Base ceased operation.
"Hello? Mr. Zhai?"
"Have you guys found Master Chen? What do we do?" Xiao Lei’s voice gradually lost confidence, being sure that such a massive loss would bring serious punishment.
"What else can we do but rebuild?" Zhai Quan was fuming with anger.
Who the hell would do such an underhanded attack?
"...then we might as well build anew," Xiao Lei’s mind conjured up the image of the remains blasted to pieces, and he cringed at the thought.
Rebuilding was more costly and time-consuming than repairing.
"It’s up to you, just handle it," Zhai Quan hung up, extremely agitated.
Why so many issues recently? It felt like all this was premeditated, someone was purposefully going against them.
Xiao Yu slammed his fist down on the table, "Damn it, why has there been so much trouble recently? Did we figure out who’s behind this?"
Zhai Quan shook his head, "It was a sneak attack, Xiao Lei probably doesn’t know either."
Mo Fan came back from a call and smiling at the corner of his lips when he heard Zhai Quan’s words, "Wu Yi just called. The ones who attacked Beiyang were from the Underground Alliance."
Their goods were precisely located on one of the docks there, blown to smithereens, what was burned was utterly destroyed, all utterly useless now.
"I suspect your losses exceed just billions. Golden Net and Black Alliance’s merchandise plus others’ goods amount to several hundred billion at the least. Does Xiao Chen have the money to compensate?"
Hopefully, it doesn’t end up with their boss married off as a destitute ’Lady Yue.’
Zhai Quan: "... We do."
So the billions Xiao Lei talked about were just for the buildings?! That didn’t even include the goods?!
"If you say so, I’m relieved," Mo Fan smiled at him, although the boss was his fiancee, what needed compensating had to be compensated. The brothers from Golden Net all needed to make a living.
"..."
The next day.
Yun Yue was awoken by the sound of knocking, squinting her eyes, she blindly grabbed something from the floor, and threw it out.
"Scram!"
The shoe hit the wall, then fell to the ground, and Sanwa’s heart trembled with the impact, feeling the ominous aura through the door.
"I-It’s Sanwa, I said I would take you today to get familiar with the territory and the people."
Yun Yue sat on the bed with half-closed eyes for a while before getting up, only then realizing there was only one shoe left.
"..."
Suddenly remembering something, she looked toward the door and, sure enough, the other shoe was flipped over on the floor. free𝑤ebnovel.com
She walked over, picked it up, opened the door, wearing the shoe while leaning against the doorframe, still drowsy.
Sanwa watched her actions: "..."
She was so particular yesterday, yet today she was acting like a rough man.
After putting on her shoes, she rubbed her eyes, with a flick of her finger, she casually walked out, both dragging her feet and swaggering.
Sanwa, stunned by her consecutive actions for a moment, hurriedly followed after her when he came back to his senses.
"This whole patch of the forest belongs to Sacke Gang. Sacke Gang has five squads in total; we’re the third squad. Above the squad leader is Sacke himself and his brothers, but the big boss Sacke, no one’s ever seen him."
Yun Yue’s brow quirked, "You’ve never seen him even though you were born and raised here?"
Sanwa shook his head, "No."
"Does Sacke really exist?" Yun Yue had her doubts; it seemed impossible for someone to be unseen for ten or twenty years.
"He does exist, it’s just that Big Boss Sacke doesn’t frequent the gang areas. Even the five squad leaders don’t know what he looks like, only Sacke’s brothers do."
Seeing Sanwa’s earnest look, Yun Yue’s thin lips tightened. As long as Sacke wasn’t dead, even if they wiped out this Sacke Gang, another one would emerge.
Infiltration this time seemed to be extraordinarily difficult.
