1002: C1002 Awareness

C1002 Awareness

A rough estimate of two billion dollars.

Zhu Xi suspected that it was a fake, but from her perspective, it did not look like it. She stared at Yang Ping and asked: "Where did it come from?"

"Don't keep looking at me, or I'll be shy."

Yang Ping laughed, and shrugged: "Robbing. A hooligan like me only knows how to rob. "

Zhu Xi jumped in shock, her face pale white, she said in a trembling voice: "Yang Ping, don't scare me, if you were to rob me of two billion dollars, you would be shot."

She was really scared. Money could be earned slowly, the company could go bankrupt and start over, but there was no turning back after entering the cell.

Feeling Zhu Xi's worry, Yang Ping felt a sense of warmth in her heart. At least no one could resist the enticement of two billion dollars, and it was very rare for Zhu Xi to think of his safety at the first possible moment. At least in front of money and people, she had chosen to keep herself safe.

"Don't worry, you can use the money boldly." Yang Ping patted Zhu Xi's shoulder, then said softly, "Our bet just now was..."

Zhu Xi grabbed the promissory note and said with a stern expression, "Consider it as me lending it to you. I'll slowly return it to you in the future. Yang Ping, I have a lot of things to do today, if you have nothing else, you can stroll around as you wish. "

With that, under Yang Ping's dumbstruck gaze, she called for Yang Yuxin and the two girls to leave together. Seeing Yang Ping's dazed look, Yang Yuxin could not help but ask: "Chairman Zhu, what happened?"

"No, he's preparing to re-enter the company management team. He needs some time to prepare." Zhu Xi's indifferent voice came from outside.

Yang Ping reacted and shouted, "That's not right, I obviously won …" Realizing that the two girls entered the elevator, she shook her head and said helplessly, "I was just teasing because I still made a bet with a woman even though I knew the result."

The CEO's office fell silent.

Yang Ping stopped smiling and took out the Golden Silk Sauna Wood box. Opening it, she observed the yellowing beast skin, the ancient words on it had a hint of blue light.

It was unknown where the yellowish beast skin came from. It was made of very good materials and had the function of cleansing souls. One could tell that it was something else of the national treasure level with a glance.

"What is it?" Yang Ping thought. She had never seen a treasure that could escape the pressure of Dragon City before. Although she knew that there were many experts hiding in the Dragon City, when she saw them for the first time, she realized the severity of the problem. Devil Sect Qingqing had said before, that the tomb would only be opened now, and more experts would have to wait for their chance.

If all of them were to erupt at once, there might be experts with Great Saint Level.

Yang Ping's heart tightened. She originally did not believe it, but now it seemed that if an expert of the Great Saint Level existed in the Dragon City, how could he fight against them, who was at the middle stage of the Subsaint?

Nervousness rose in her heart, Yang Ping thought that she needed to ask about the arrangement of the Dragon City experts, thus she thought of the Devil Sect Qing Qing, maybe she could find out the specific details of the Dragon City situation from her, and how vile the Dragon City was.

The phone rang.

Yang Ping received a call from Wang Jie, asking him if she was free to eat. He had helped the police find Wong Lun's body. There was a huge difference in how she taught the medical examiners to treat their injuries, especially the injuries caused by the Martial Cultivator. At first, the forensic experts did not think much of it. However, after being educated, they admired him from the bottom of their hearts and wished that they could acknowledge him as their teacher.

The location was set to be at the Bayi Hotel.

Looking at the time, it was almost time for dinner. In order to thank Fang Hai and for personally coming down to help Zhu Xi, Yang Ping determined that the Hua Xia Bank had actually cashed a cheque.

The Bayi Hotel was a guest house for the military and rarely received outsiders.

As for the people above, there were only three choices when they came to Dragon City. One was Haudu Hotel, one was a hostel for the city council, and the last was the 81st Inn.

There were armed police standing guard at the Bayi Hotel. After the notification, Fang Hai and Wang Jie came out to welcome them. With a few words, they entered the private box. After drinking a few cups of wine, Yang Ping found out that Zhu Xi's case was over, and was about to report to the society about it. Wong Lun had been strangled to death by someone using a camouflage blunt weapon to kill him.

The perpetrator was a veteran, but he forgot that modern scientific instruments could now see the marks on the body and that other evidence would appear in a few days' time.

The case was finally over.

The meal was actually very short. Not even half an hour had passed, yet Fang Hai and Wang Jie were already preparing to return to the capital. Wang Jie still had many matters to attend to in the Public Security Office.

After sending off Fang Hai and the other two, Yang Ping stood at the entrance of the Bayi Hotel and thought of a busy figure. Now that she was in a high position, she would definitely become a vice kingdom level Leader in the future.

Until Fang Hai's car disappeared, Yang Ping took a cab to the small district opposite the police station. The eighteenth floor looked peaceful and secluded in the city district, but it was overflowing with darkness that would occasionally appear, causing people to stop in their tracks. There were at least three Saint Expert s inside.0

When Yang Ping arrived at the seventeenth floor, the door automatically opened.

The sound of the zither was melodious, the sound of the song reverberated in all directions.

What a heavenly music.

Yang Ping walked through the door with a calm mind and listened to Qing Qing's singing with interest. The reason why Devil Sect Qingqing could be highly valued within the Devil Sect was inseparable from her own conditions. She was proficient in the art of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She was even more beautiful than a famous celebrity and possessed an extraordinary temperament. If she was willing to walk the path of an entertainment circle, she would definitely become a great celebrity.

Unfortunately, she only wanted to quietly play the zither and sing, yearning for the tranquility of life. From the sound of her zither, a scene appeared in front of Yang Ping's eyes. Within the empty mountain, the sound of spring water jingling could be heard.

This was perhaps the world Qing Qing longed for in her heart.

Once the zither music ended, Yang Ping was no longer able to hear the song, feeling lost in her heart, she sighed, and said: "This song should only be heard in the heavens, it is hard to hear it in the mortal world."

"As you can understand my voice, I permit you to ask a question." A soft, cyan voice came from inside, without any other color, as if it was a stranger.

Yang Ping walked into the apartment with big strides.

Qing Qing was dressed in a long linen dress, sitting in front of a piano. Her figure was slender and exquisite, like a holy fairy. Previously, she hadn't been paying close attention, but now she realized that her beauty was not inferior to other beauties.

Uncle Shan was accompanying them, but when Yang Ping came in, she revealed a look of vigilance.

"Uncle Shan, please go out for a while, I have something to talk with Yang Ping." Qing Qing turned her head, smiling at Uncle Shan, "Don't worry, I will be fine."

Uncle Shan nodded and walked out of the apartment.

"You know music?"

Qing Qing asked curiously, her beautiful face suffused with a peculiar light, as if she was pleasantly surprised that Yang Ping could hear her zither music.

"I don't understand, but the Voice uses the mind to feel it. "Lady Qingqing's music skills are unparalleled." Yang Ping sincerely praised.

Qingqing shook her head and said, "You're thinking too much. Compared to little miss, I'm not even worth mentioning."

Yang Ping was even more curious about Qing Qing's so-called young miss. Qing Qing was considered outstanding, but in Qing Qing's eyes, the mysterious young miss was even more outstanding. Although there was a conflict between him and Miss Devil Sect, he did not care about anything else at that time, and did not expect it to be so powerful.

"Yang Ping, you and my family's young miss are not on good terms. I am only willing to answer one question from you, you can consider this a good relationship." When Qingqing saw the purpose of Yang Ping's visit, she spoke with an indifferent expression.

Yang Ping's heart was moved, she urgently wanted to know this problem.

Where are the pearls?

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