Xia Ping Village.

The shop had no sign of Old Wang, only Little Huangmao squatting at the door with a troubled expression. When he saw Qi Yun coming down from a BMW 5 series, he was stunned for a moment and then quickly stood up to greet him.

"Tsk tsk, trading in your old tools for a cannon, Qi Bro!"

Qi Yun patted Little Huangmao's buzz cut, glanced inside, and suspiciously asked, "Where's Uncle Wang?"

Little Huangmao smacked his lips and replied, "He went with Sister Xia to take wedding photos."

"Weddi..." Qi Yun smacked his lips too but didn't continue the topic, instead asking, "Didn't I hear you were going to open a barbershop? Is it up and running?"

"How did you know?" At the mention of this, Little Huangmao looked even more helpless, "My dad won't give me money, says I'm not cut out for business, and tells me to let things sink in a bit..."

As he spoke, Little Huangmao's eyes darted to the BMW next to him, and then back to Qi Yun. He immediately put on a flattering expression, licked his lips and said, "Qi Bro, have you ever considered investing in the hairdressing industry?"

Qi Yun smiled and flicked Little Huangmao's forehead with his hand, "Your abacus beads are about to hit my face."

Little Huangmao covered his forehead, but still kept smiling. He shamelessly nudged closer, "Qi Bro, this time I really want to make something of myself. I've found out that there is an empty shop on the next street, and the rent is very cheap."

"With the skills I honed at Lanxiang for two and a half years, as long as I open the shop, I'm sure I can make money!" Saying this, he snatched the lighter from Qi Yun's hand and lit a cigarette for him voluntarily.

Qi Yun took a drag and squinted at Little Huangmao, calmly asking, "How much do you want me to invest?"

Upon hearing this, Little Huangmao's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly held up three fingers in front of Qi Yun's face, "Qi Bro, not much! Just eighty thousand! I'll rent the shop, renovate it, and buy some hairdressing equipment..."

He was on a roll, spitting saliva that almost splattered onto Qi Yun's face.

Before he could finish, Qi Yun chuckled, flicked the ashes from the cigarette, "Eighty thousand? You think my money comes from the wind? That run-down street next door barely sees any shadows, how do you plan to make money from chicken feathers?"

Little Huangmao rubbed his hands anxiously, "Qi Bro, trust me, once the shop is open, with my connections..."

"Fifty thousand." Qi Yun exhaled a smoke ring, calmly saying, "I'll invest fifty thousand. If it makes money, we split it fifty-fifty."

Considering his current pace of making money, he really didn't care for this small return. The reason he was willing to pay was entirely because of the help Little Huangmao provided in the past, including taking care of his daughter.

On hearing this, Little Huangmao's eyes widened suddenly, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and it took him quite a while to react: "Rea...really, Qi Bro?!" He grabbed Qi Yun's arm excitedly and said, "I knew Qi Bro was the most righteous! Don't worry, you won't regret today's decision in the future!"

Qi Yun glanced at him, pulled his arm away, "Alright, I'll transfer the money to you later. I want to ask you something."

Little Huangmao nodded hastily, unable to suppress his silly smile, rubbing his hands, "Qi Bro, go ahead."

Qi Yun looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Have there been any new strangers moving here recently?"

Even though the population in this urban village was highly mobile, there were only about two or three shops, so Little Huangmao knew most of the people living here. If that group of traffickers lived around here, Little Huangmao might have seen them.

Little Huangmao scratched his head, not quite understanding why Qi Yun was interested in this.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "There really are! A few people with Gansu Province accents came a few days ago, they rented the house that Sister Xia used to have."

Qi Yun's expression sharpened, and he lowered his voice to inquire, "How many people? Any unusual behavior?"

Little Huangmao swallowed, his expression becoming tense, "It seems... it seems like three men and two women. Unusual behavior would be..."

"They usually come to the shop at night, and... they seem a bit sneaky. At first, I thought they were thieves."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun understood that these must be the traffickers.

After pondering for a moment, he continued, "I'll watch the shop for you, you pretend to walk around there, see if anyone is inside."

The group hadn't seen him before, so there was a concern that if he appeared, they might get suspicious of an unfamiliar face. It was safer for someone familiar, like Little Huangmao, to go.

Although Little Huangmao didn't quite understand, he still complied obediently, "Got it, Boss Qi."

Qi Yun stubbed out his cigarette and sat by the shop entrance, waiting patiently.

After about five or six minutes, Little Huangmao returned sneakily.

"They're in there, seems like they're playing cards."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun nodded and immediately stood up, walked to the back of the shop, and took out his phone to call Ma Baoguo.

"Hey, Brother Ma."

On the other end, Ma Baoguo chuckled heartily, "Brother Qi, what brings you to call me?"

Qi Yun exchanged pleasantries briefly and then continued, "Brother Ma, I'm here to meet a friend today, coincidentally discovered some suspicious people nearby. They don't seem like good folks."

Ma Baoguo's laughter ceased, his tone turning serious, "Oh? Where are you, Brother Qi? Want me to bring some people to have a look?"

Regardless of whether they were good people or not, he was willing to make the trip, hopefully making Qi Yun owe him a favor. That way, when he needed help in the future, Qi Yun would feel compelled to reciprocate.

"Brother Ma, if you have time, it would be best if you could bring some people to check it out. I'm in Xia Ping Village. There seem to be four or five of them," Qi Yun replied.

"Alright," Ma Baoguo responded, "I'll bring some people right away."

After hanging up, Qi Yun took a chair and sat at the street corner, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the house in the distance.

About twenty minutes later, several police cars stopped by the roadside. Ma Baoguo opened the car door, dressed in a police uniform, and walked over with seven or eight people.

Qi Yun also stood up and went to meet them.

"Brother Qi, what's the situation?" Ma Baoguo asked.

Qi Yun pointed to the house not far away and replied, "It's in that house, doesn't seem like they're good people, you'd better check it out."

Ma Baoguo nodded, glanced that way, and then waved his hand, signaling the officers behind him to go and check it out.

The officers quickly moved, silently approaching the house.

Two people went to knock on the door while the rest ambushed on both sides.

Once the door opened, a group of people quickly rushed into the room.

Seeing the situation under control, Ma Baoguo nodded at Qi Yun and then walked over.

Qi Yun didn't continue watching, pulling the little blond kid who had been watching the commotion back into the store.

"Brother Qi, were those people bad guys?" the little blond kid asked curiously.

Qi Yun just nodded, without much explanation, took out his phone and transferred fifty thousand yuan to the kid, then patted his shoulder, "Do a good job, I have faith in you!"

The little blond kid's eyes widened at the notification on his phone, then he stood at attention with a face full of joy and saluted.

"Rest assured, Mr. Qi, I will do a good job and not let you down!"

Qi Yun laughed heartily, looking outside, where he saw several police officers escorting three men and two women into the police car.

Ma Baoguo poked his head out, then walked in, his expression just as joyful as the little blond kid's.

"Brother Qi, you sure have an eye for people. These guys really aren't good; they all have criminal records, probably part of a human trafficking ring."

"Thanks to you this time!" Ma Baoguo said as he walked over to Qi Yun and gave him a heavy pat on the shoulder, "If you hadn't discovered them in time, who knows how many more people they would have harmed."

Qi Yun humbly smiled, "You're too kind, Brother Ma. It was your team's effort, I just happened to notice by chance."

Ma Baoguo waved his hand and said seriously, "This is likely a big case. I need to take them back for interrogation and report to the city bureau as soon as possible. I'll thank you properly later."

He meant it sincerely, wanting to thank Qi Yun properly.

On his way here, he thought Qi Yun might have run into some trouble and needed him to lend a hand, but he hadn't expected Qi Yun to hand him such a significant accomplishment...

Qi Yun chuckled and nodded, "Go ahead and get busy. If there's any commendation later, like on TV and such, don't forget about me."

Ma Baoguo thought he was joking, "Haha, don't worry, I definitely won't forget!" With that, he turned and walked out of the store, got into the police car, and left.

After he left, Qi Yun didn't stay long, said goodbye to the little blond kid, and drove off.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the auto parts factory he had visited last time.

In the office, Boss Jia saw him and immediately approached with a cheerful expression.

"Mr. Qi, please have a seat, have a seat."

Qi Yun smiled and nodded, sat down on the sofa beside him, glanced at him, and said, "Have you been waiting anxiously these past few days?"

Boss Jia didn't hide it and replied awkwardly, "Quite anxious, mainly because if the factory doesn't resume operation, all the workers would leave."

"Please have some water, have some water." He handed over a bottle of mineral water as he spoke.

Qi Yun took it and placed it to the side, speaking earnestly, "I've discussed with our foreign partners, not only can we take the batch in your warehouse, but we can also purchase two million worth from you every month in the future."

"Re... really?" Boss Jia's eyes widened, face showing ecstatic joy as he excitedly grabbed Qi Yun's hand, saying, "Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Qi! You're my savior!"

Qi Yun smiled at him, "No need to thank me, it's business, we all benefit."

"I only have one requirement: the quality of the goods must be strictly guaranteed; otherwise, it will affect our reputation in the overseas market."

Boss Jia immediately nodded, with an extremely solemn expression replying, "Mr. Qi, rest assured, we'll definitely ensure the quality of the products. If there's a problem, you can hold me accountable!"

Qi Yun nodded in satisfaction, "Good, as long as you've said that. The price will be as we discussed before, you can prepare the contract, and I'll have the finance wire the deposit to you later."

Boss Jia wore a huge smile, repeatedly acknowledging, "Sure, Mr. Qi, please wait a moment, I'll prepare the contract right away."

The stock was worth about five million in total. According to the price negotiated with Mendeleyev's factory in Tuva, Qi Yun could make about a million in profit.

More importantly, if this batch satisfies the client, he could establish a long-term cooperation, earning an easy four to five hundred thousand per month.

After signing the contract, Qi Yun immediately notified Zhong Rui to wire a deposit to the other party and then contacted Mendeleyev to handle the shipment.

Since he had no experience or channels for shipping abroad, he planned to hire someone to specialize in this after his trading company is established, to avoid troubling Mendeleyev constantly.

Finished with these matters, seeing it was getting late, Qi Yun declined the offer for a meal from the other party and drove to the airport.

He was going to personally pick up Chen Wei.

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