"What are you doing?!"
Su Xiaojiu threw down her cards and crossed her arms.
This was the fourth time.
Even though she and An Chen were both farmers, she was about to play a consecutive set of cards, but An Chen insisted on trumping her, then fed cards to Hong Shan, allowing him to win.
Now, both of them had over a dozen white strips stuck to their faces.
"If you're bad, practice more."
Hong Shan crossed his legs and said with a smile.
"If you want to learn how I improved my card-playing skills so quickly, why don't you beg me? I can teach you."
Su Xiaojiu immediately stood up.
"I'm not playing anymore!"
As for begging Hong Shan, that was simply impossible.
Some say the quickest way to make a friend is to play a game of cards, but at the same time, the quickest way to make an enemy is also to play a game of cards.
Hong Shan and Su Xiaojiu were almost enemies now.
Every day, they thought of nothing but how to stick a few white strips on each other's faces at the card table.
"Click!"
The shutter flashed, and Hong Shan burst into laughter.
"Gotcha, didn't I?"
Su Xiaojiu tore off the white strips from her face and immediately tried to snatch Hong Shan's phone, but Hong Shan reacted quickly, putting his right hand with the phone behind his back and swatting away Su Xiaojiu's outstretched hand with his left.
"We're even now."
An Chen's mouth twitched.
Is this the power of a photo?
A message popped up on An Chen's phone. An Chen glanced at it, raising an eyebrow.
Zhang Wei was coming to claim credit.
To be honest, An Chen didn't understand.
Zhang Wei's position within Kunpeng should not be low. That Yuan Lihuan was the boss of Kunpeng, so Zhang Wei, who could follow behind Yuan Lihuan, must also be a big shot.
But why did this guy have to "curry favor" with him every day?
Was he bored out of his mind?
An Chen ignored him, and just as he was about to turn off his phone, he saw another message from the other party.
"Help me with something."
An Chen thought for a moment and still opened his phone.
"Okay."
Kunpeng's inexplicable help made An Chen uneasy. Although he had left his phone number, it wasn't an equal exchange at all.
If he helped Zhang Wei with a favor, then they would be even.
"Zhang Youcai, who was arrested and held here, needs your help to communicate with him."
"Now?"
"Now, the car is downstairs."
An Chen immediately walked to the window and looked downstairs, finding a black sedan parked on the roadside outside the community. The driver stood by the car, seemingly looking up at the building.
Just twenty minutes later, An Chen and Su Xiaojiu were already standing at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.
Kunpeng's office was inside.
In fact, Kunpeng only occupied a few offices, and its scale was not particularly large, but the functional departments and agencies related to it, as well as the power it could control, were very significant.
Zhang Wei personally greeted An Chen at the door.
"Come, come, this way."
An Chen was led inside by Zhang Wei, while Su Xiaojiu was left out.
Su Xiaojiu was stunned.
"Over there is our Kunpeng's office area. The cubicle inside is my office. If you want to find me in person someday, just go there; someone will receive you. But we're not going that way."
He led An Chen down the stairs to the basement of the Public Security Bureau.
The second basement level was a small prison. It seemed to have been newly renovated, with very new facilities and very special Materials for making the cells.
Many people were imprisoned here. Some looked fierce, others sat listlessly as if drained of their spirit, and some shouted loudly when they saw people approaching.
"I was just momentarily confused! Please give me a chance!"
But Zhang Wei ignored them.
An Chen spotted Zhang Youcai from afar.
However, he wasn't in a cell, but in a special cubicle. This cubicle was not small and was set up as a lounge, with a table, a sofa, a bed, and even an independent bathroom.
Zhang Youcai was currently lying on the bed, picking at his fingers, seemingly very bored.
He also seemed unable to hear the sounds from outside.
"Those imprisoned here are all criminals related to Transmigration during this period. Many of them kidnapped Transcendents. Zhang Youcai's room is at the very end. His room is specially soundproofed, and there's a small Formation that restricts the space and his spiritual power."
Zhang Wei explained, quickly leading An Chen to the door of the room.
The room had "glass walls" on all four sides, but Zhang Youcai seemed unable to see An Chen, Su Xiaojiu, and Zhang Wei staring at him from outside.
"He can't see us?"
Su Xiaojiu leaned against the glass and made a funny face at Zhang Youcai.
"No, this is one-way glass. Only one side can see the other, while the other side can only see itself."
An Chen helped Zhang Wei answer the question.
"Now, this guy extremely distrusts our people. He said he must find an acquaintance. We asked who, and he said Su Xiaojiu's name... and Sun He's name."
An Chen's mouth twitched.
At that time, he felt that he and Zhang Youcai had only met once or twice, and it was he who called people to arrest Zhang Youcai, so he hadn't thought of leaving his real name, but just casually said Sun He's name.
He didn't expect this guy to remember it.
"What did you do to him? Why does he resent you so much that he won't listen to anything you say?"
An Chen was a little puzzled.
Although Yuan Lihuan had arrested Zhang Youcai with lightning speed that day, he hadn't really done anything to Zhang Youcai; in fact, Zhang Youcai himself had knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
"Uh... that's a long story."
Zhang Wei scratched his head and quickly changed the subject.
"Let's talk about the main business first. We now hope to contact his master, Jubao Daoren, or even Jubao Daoren's partner, Selling Goods Immortal, through Zhang Youcai. When you go in, you will mainly focus on this issue."
"Hmm... what benefits can you give him?"
Zhang Wei spread his hands.
"To be honest, I believe that if our two sides exchange what we have, Kunpeng provides Jubao Daoren with a large number of Earth's local specialties, and Jubao Daoren stably provides us with resources such as Medicinal Pills, Talismans, and Formations from Jiuzhou, it will be good for both sides. This is a win-win situation."
But An Chen shook his head.
"The benefits I'm talking about are for Zhang Youcai, not for Jubao Daoren. Jubao Daoren is a businessman; he will certainly consider these interests carefully. But if you need to use Zhang Youcai as a messenger, you must give Zhang Youcai some benefits. It's like finding someone to pull strings for you."
As he spoke, An Chen looked at Zhang Wei suspiciously.
"You've risen to this position; don't you understand anything about social etiquette?"
Zhang Wei smiled and scratched his head.
"Hey, I'm not much older than you. I'm still learning..."
Zhang Wei really didn't understand much about social etiquette. After all, it wasn't common within Kunpeng either. There were so many things to do; who had time for meals, drinks, and accepting gifts?
