In the early morning, He Xie walked out of the basement with a thoughtful look on his face, followed by Sinuo who yawned again and again.
One night, the two of them interrogated the real Mr. Yan in the basement.
With He Xie's methods, Mr. Yan naturally recognized the reality quickly and cooperated in order to avoid suffering as much as possible.
Under the double scrutiny of He Xie and Sinuo, basically all of Mr. Yan's secrets were squeezed out.
Just now, He Xie personally sent Mr. Yan on his way, and He Xie used martial arts to bury him underground in the basement.
A generation of heroes just passed away without a trace.
Sinuo also saw for the first time the cruelty, cruelty, coldness and indifference of his master, who killed people for money without changing his expression.
But unexpectedly, it was to her liking.
She now fully understands that He Xie said that he understood her murder, not to comfort her, but because he really thought so.
The death of Mr. Yan has solved Sinuo's serious concern, and the murder of Songpa can finally come to an end.
However, there are still those two people, Tang Ren and Qin Feng...
Sinuo looked up and saw He Xie looking at her, and couldn't help but smile sweetly.
"What are you thinking about?" He Xie asked.
"Songpa." Sinuo didn't hide anything.
As soon as He Xie changed his mind, he understood Sinuo's worries.
"Don't think about it anymore." He Xie said with a smile, "I've fixed all the loopholes. Even if they find something, there won't be any evidence."
Sinuo was startled, and suddenly felt warm in his heart.
She nodded silently and said, "Where do you plan to start next, master?"
Mr. Yan’s assets are really astonishing. It is no exaggeration to say that he is as rich as the country. Selling oneself is really very profitable. As the largest independent tycoon in the past, Mr. Yan’s money from selling one’s own business is really huge.
I bought a small African country.
Of course, it is not known that his assets were obtained from peddlers. Over the years, money has made money, and Mr. Yan's assets have increased several times.
Energy industry, automobiles, heavy industry, electronic equipment, communications and Internet, taxis, real estate, catering and retail, construction and entertainment, etc. Mr. Yan is involved in almost every industry in Siam.
Not only that, he has businesses in Lighthouse, Mianmat, Laos, China and even various European countries.
Not to mention, the cash cow of the Golden Triangle is still continuously contributing assets to him.
He built a huge business empire!
No wonder, not even the King of Siam dared to touch him, and even the lighthouse was very afraid of him.
But now, what happened to all this!
He Xie's purpose is not to make money, nor is it just to protect himself and enjoy himself like Mr. Yan. And how to allocate these resources to serve He Xie's purpose is actually a very troublesome thing.
There are so many clues that you need to think twice before you act. Even though this business empire is so huge, it is precisely because of this that every decision must be made with caution, because every word He Xie says next will affect thousands of people.
It is not impossible for a huge group to fall apart due to one mistake among tens of thousands of individuals. Such examples are common.
"Lao Yan is too superstitious about the power of money, and instead ignores the basis for his survival." He Xie shook his head, "Even without us, he would still take jujube pills."
"Golden Triangle?" Sinuo immediately understood the underlying meaning of He Xie's words and nodded: "That's true. In this lawless land, interests are intertwined. If we use this as a seesaw, there is actually a lot to be done."
Just as He Xie was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed and he fell silent.
After a while, the gray-haired old butler Batipan appeared in front of the two of them.
"Sir, I just came out of your bedroom." Battypan said with a serious face, "Why didn't you go back to sleep all night? You stay up so late, it's really hurting your body!"
He Xie chuckled and said, "I know, go prepare breakfast. Today, I'm going to hold a banquet to officially adopt my goddaughter."
Bati Pan opened his mouth and said helplessly: "Master, don't think I'm nagging you. You really need to pay attention to your health. Last time, Dr. Salanu said your blood pressure was a little high. You stayed up late in a few days. I'll do it later."
Call the doctor and ask her to check you again."
"You old guy, don't waste your time!" He Xie scolded with a smile, "I'm telling you something serious, do you remember?"
"Let's hold a banquet to recognize the girl!" Battypan said, "I will notify Chachai and Tirad later and let them make arrangements."
"Don't call the doctor!" He Xie waved his hand, "Hurry up and get some food. I'm hungry."
"Okay, okay, let's go now." Battypan muttered and turned around, saying something like "You shouldn't stay up late."
After Batipan walked away, Sinuo whispered: "Master, if the old housekeeper is here, sooner or later it will be a hidden danger."
After all, He Xie is a young man, not to mention that he cannot contact a doctor at all, otherwise his secret will be exposed. As a young man, his living habits are definitely different from those of an old man.
Battipan has been with Mr. Yan for more than 40 years. If he gets along for a long time, he will inevitably see flaws.
Moreover, He Xie needs to switch back and forth between the two identities. The existence of such a butler who knows the former master very well and can enter and exit the master's bedroom at will is indeed a great threat to He Xie.
Sinuo's worries were reasonable, but He Xie didn't see it that way.
"He is not a threat, but a mirror." He Xie said with a smile, "With him here, he can always remind me not to be careless."
If He Xie is just looking for money, then he does not need to be careful, because as long as he does not come into contact with high levels, there is no danger to him in this world.
But what he wants to do will definitely involve dealing with the superstructure of the entire world. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, can he be able to defeat aircraft, tanks, and missiles? Can he evade the pervasive high technology?
Therefore, the existence of old butler Buddy Pan is very meaningful. It will allow He Xie to play the role of Mr. Yan seriously and take every next step seriously.
Sinuo's eyes were bright, and there was a look of admiration in her eyes again. She found that the biggest gap between herself and her master was the perspective and structure of looking at the problem.
She felt like she had learned another lesson.
"Go and practice." He Xie said to Sinuo, "This can be practiced openly, without any need to hide it. After practicing, you can go to rest. In the afternoon, I will officially accept you as my goddaughter. At the banquet, finally
It’s good to be in a good mental state.”
Sinuo blushed for no reason, smiled and said: "Master, I, I'd better go back to the room to practice."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away as if running away.
"..."
He Xie thought of something and couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin.
After breakfast, He Xie asked the housekeeper Batipan to take care of Sinuo, and then went out.
Mr. Yan's life is very regular. In the morning, he usually goes to Desheng Tower to listen to Kunqu Opera, and then has afternoon tea at Fumanzhai. In the afternoon, he will go to Ye Shanghai to sing. At this time, his subordinates will come
Here, report business matters to him.
In the evening, Mr. Yan will go home for dinner and then practice Tai Chi for a while in the yard. He has two Siamese twins who have been raised since childhood. They are both very beautiful black pearls. They will do it for him in the steam room.
If you are interested in spa treatment, Mr. Yan will do a dragon and two phoenixes, and finally go to sleep.
He Xie has no plans to change Mr. Yan's living habits for the time being.
Except, of course, the Black Pearl twins.
Those two girls were only fourteen years old, but they had served Mr. Yan for five years.
